Hanging on the Edge

Match dragged

"Introducing from Toronto, Ontario, Canada, Edge! We went through the crowd and jumped over the barricade.

I looked at the announcement table and saw Shane and two girls probably from playboy. "Who's that?" The blonde asked with a discuss in her voice "someone that's more real than you'll ever be," I answered while she put a hand over her chest and gasped, Drama Queen.

I turned my attention to the match. Jesus Christ, Jeff Jarrett's entrance takes forever. That was shitty. I couldn't do too much because Jeff Jarrett has his own manager.

At the starting of the match Edge got whiplashed in the corner but reversed it and smashed his head in the mat many time. "Edge, chill," I tried to tell him. Edge was getting through with the middler rope but Edge got distracted and kicked off the apron. Jeff Jarrett dragged Edge in the ring and gave him a Russian leg sweep. He then went to the top rope and tried a crossbody but Edge reversed it and pinned him instead. 1...2...kickout. Damn it! Jeff Jarrett did a hangman neckbreaker on Edge. "Jarrett! Hey, son of-" "Lady! Shut up!" He started strangling Edge, but the referee told him to let go. Edge took that chance to fight back, while I saw a makeup artist go and apply some on him. Wow, what a loser. The girl saw me stare and gave me a dirty look, I gave her the finger, she gasped while I tried to contain my laughter. I looked back on the match and Jarrett went for a suplex but Edge reversed it. He went for two suplex and rammed him face first in the mat. He pushed Jeff in the ropes and Jeff went out, Edge grabbed him by the hair and suplexed him while I slapped Jarrett's manager. While he was down Edge reversed and I tripped Jeff, Edge goes for the pin. 1....2...3 ding, ding, ding!

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Me and Edge walked out of the ring and back in the locker room. We entered Edge's dressing room, Edge started talking. "What happened with that manager, what were you doing?" "I don't know what you are talking about," he sighed and rubbed his arm. "Don't do it again," was all he left it with. I walked out of the door, i'm not going to deal with him, not now. I could feel Edge look back but kept walking I got matters to attend to. "Wait-" I heard Edge say but I already turned the corner plus I don't want to talk to him currently.

I walked out over to me and Nat's room, I opened the door and took a peak inside. She was nowhere to be seen. "Natty?" I walked in. "Yeah?" I jumped when I heard that, she was right behind me. "Where were you?!" She closed the door behind her. "I was walking down the hall to come here but then I bumped into a blonde dude, looked like Edge." I furrowed my brows. Okay then, "that's weird, well there are a lot of people who look the same so maybe that was it," Nat nodded. She didn't look convinced. I sighed "don't worry about it, okay?" "Okay."

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Natty's POV
It was getting boring, really boring. So I started looking around, my eyes landed in Lexi's hair, the pink was fading. I should up, Lexi looked at me with a little concern. "What's wrong, Nat?" "You're hair dye is fading!" She lagged a little at that. "And?" I grinned at her, her mouth opened wide. "No, no way you are not dying my hair again!" I ran towards my make up bag and got red and pink dye. She tried to run out but I grabbed her arm and got her a chair in the bathroom. We were both laughing our asses off. "Do you even remember how to dye hair?" "Shut up!"
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Lexi's POV
"Ok, I'm done!" Nat told me, I looked up in the mirror. Me and Nat mixed purple, red and pink together to get the perfect colour. It went from my mid shoulders to the bottom of my hair. It was beautiful. "Wow, thank you!" I jumped up and hugged her. "It was fun chill out," I giggled. "Let's get some fresh air," I told Nat she nodded and we both got out of the dressing room.

Nat had a match tonight and we were waiting for that to start. We walked down the halls for a while, the stadiums were so big, it amazed me. I was used to small arenas that you would play tag in as a child. It reminded me of the journey to the WWF.

Flashback

"C'mon sweetheart, you can do it," my father told me. I was in my backyard in our wrestling rink,on the top rope. I shook my head. "No, dad, I can't," I told my dad, he sighed and looked down. "And why would I lie to you? I mean why would I even bring you up here if I knew you couldn't do it? Alex, all you have to do is trust me," I looked at the wrestling mannequin and took a deep breath and turned around. I did a moonsault off The top rope. I landed on the mannequin and lifted up his leg. My dad dropped down for a three count and slammed his hand on the match three times. I smiled when he hugged me. "See you can do it, everything is all right, you trusted me and you did it," and right on queue we heard "Come in! It's time for dinner!" My mom told us. "Well, we better get in," he got up and walked towards the door. Man, am I lucky to have him as my dad.....

"Lexi, Lexi to earth. Hello?" I snapped out of my thoughts with a hand waving in my face. I blinked back to reality and looked at Nat. "What's wrong?" "N-nothing, just zoned out," I told her rubbing my head. "You know, you can take a break. Like you don't have to come to my match," I looked at her and grabbed her hands. "I'm there for you, end of the world and back. A match eon't take me down," she smiled and we walked towards the curtains together.

Sable was waiting for Nat in the ring, with me at her corner. We made our entrance and the match stated. Nat went for a running knee but sable ducked and Nat rammed in the corner. She starting doing a foot choke on her. You could hear the crowd screaming Colt! Colt! Colt! Nat grabbed sables leg and preformed a spine buster, with a few good punches in there. She got up and ran for the ropes and gave her a springboard moonsault. The crowd went wild, they were not used to women superstar doing things like that. She tried to get sable to her feet but sable kicked her in the gut and powerbombed her.

The crowd started screaming but not for that, I looked up to see Edge sitting in the crowd. His glasses were up and had his trench coat on. He made quick eye contact with me and started coming to the ring.

I quickly looked back at the match Nat had taken back the upper hand she had a cloverleaf on Sable. Edge jumped over the barricade and made his way over to me. His prévenues was the last thing I wanted. He put his mouth inches away from my ear and whispered in it.

I could here the king say, "what's Edge doin' with her?!" He straightened up. "But Edge I can't!" "You're coming wether you like it or not!" I backed away from him, getting him more angry. My back hit the post when he grabbed my wrist and dragged me up the ramp. I looked back to check in Nat, she seemed to be doing alright, I hope she will.