Hanging on the Edge

Away

Aug 16th 1998

Lexi's POV

It was heat, once again. I was feeling better than ever. Gosh, that cramp was horrible. Anyways, tonight Edge was fighting Brian Christopher. That cooky guy who always loves to flirt. I hope Edge gives him a good beating. I was making my way to his locker room, down the long, narrow corridors.

But I bumped into someone, which knocked me off balance. But I quickly got my agility back, standing up probably, I looked up, it was a man. Late twenties, blonde hair, puffy white shirt and tight leather pants. "Jeez, i'm sorry," I told the man, he looked up and smiled. "It's alright, child," child? The hell. he paused and looked like he was thinking about something before he spoke again. "Tell me dear, you look pretty soft to be a wrestler,"ever heard of keep your thoughts to yourself? I tried not to grin. Wait how does he know? Wait, he probably watches WWF, duh! But still no reason to judge a book by its cover. What a weird thing to say. "Well, if this helps your theory, i'm also a valet,"I told him with a little spite in my voice, he put a hand on my shoulder.

I got tense at the moment. He was too close. "I did not mean it that way but to say the least being a valet is very hard to keep up with when you're a wrestler, especially when it is Edge, he is definitely a wild card, Ad-" "Hey! Well, look at the time. I'm up next, but good luck on your match though!" I blurted out and jogged down the hall. That guy gives me the chills. I stopped beside Edge's door. He talked about Edge like he knew him....and like he could be in my shoes. I am NOT going to talk to him again.

I walked towards the door and opened to quickly shuffle in and close the door behind me. I lean on the inside of the door, looking around to see Edge once again leaning against the wall, my breathing was hard and my eyes showed fear. I didn't take my eyes off of him, but he seemed to notice my behaviour. "What's wrong?" He demanded, I couldn't get my words out until a couple seconds. "A guy-" I stoped in the middle of my sentence. I should tell him about the guy but then again it would just cause a huge kerfuffle and a kerfuffle with him is like trying to stop animals in a zoo from freaking out after you shove a mop up their asses. "You know what, nothing, just forget it," I was going to walk away but he grabbed my wrist. "It's nothing my ass! What is it?" I took a deep breath. "Let it go! What do you care!?" His piercing blue eyes stared into mine. He growled and dropped my hand. He huffed and grabbed his jacket. He looked up at me. "One last thing, if there is anybody new tell me, alright?" I rolled my eyes. "Alright," Lie.

We both walked out the room and went to the ring. Edge went in the ring and went around in circles, like he normally does while I stayed on the apron. We heard too much come out and I couldn't help bur roll my eyes. They were beaming with confidence, especially Brian. I wonder why. (Wink,wink) I looked over at my client, he seemed out of the mood so I scooted over to him still hanging on the ropes. I went to his corner and touched his hand. "Are are you alright," he lifted his head up and said with a lot of cocky "Just can't wait to beat this son of a bitch up," There was something else but i'm going to worry about that later. I jumped down and looked up to the ring, Christopher ran for Edge but he reversed it and started kicking him in the corner.

He rammed Christopher in the ropes but to be reversed by Christopher. He kicked him in the face and clothslined him to the mat. Christopher went up to the topes and started to show off, that gave Edge enough tile to get up and gave him an electric chair drop. Edge grabbed him and clothslined him to the Outside. Taylor attempted to get Christopher motivated but Edge got impatient and soccer kicked between both of the and intimidate Taylor.

Edge reversed Christopher's move and slammed him in the ring post, right between his leg. I couldn't help but smile. Edge threw christopher in but Taylor grabbed his leg, I ran to the other side of the ring and gave him a huricannrana. When Edge noticed that he was free he speared Christopher and started slapping himself in the ring. I rolled my eyes. Edge rammed him in the ropes and clothslined him. He went for it again but Christopher reversed it into a russian leg sweep. He ran up to the rope for a leg drop but Edge moved out of the way which gave him time to do a downwards spiral and cover him. 1......2.....3, ding ding ding!

I looked over to the other side, Scott ran into the ring. Before he could I base ball slides him and kicked him out. He went to attack the ref but he quickly changed his decision. We then went for the gate and to the dressing room.

I walked in Edge's room with me following behind. "That was hilarious," I said turning on my heels with a grin on my face. "What was?" He shrugged, trying to his a smirk. "Well, for a simple reminder, you picked him up and smashed his nuts on the post," I laughed. "Fine, maybe it was a little..... amusing," wow, he's a good actor.

"Oh, c'mon! I see you hiding that little smirk," his smile grew wider and he blushed . I looked down, wow, I made him blush. Edge shook his head try omg to think of another subject.

"So, do you mind telling me what happened before the match?" Oh, crud "nothing happened, Edge," He looked at me with a 'don't you lie to me' expression. I rolled my eyes. "You're not giving up are you?" He shook his head.

I sighed in defeat. "Well, there was this guy in the hallway that I have never seen before, like I get that happens a lot but he just had a different vine to him," I explained sitting down in the bench, he sat down beside me saying, "was he blonde and around six feet, tight leather pants?" He said a little agitated and rushed out. Wow, mr. Detective over here needs a good case. I slowly nodded my head, weirded out about his way of talking right now. "Stay away from him, Lexi," "O-okay, I will," but sadly that just made me more curious.