Post by Deleted on Jul 23, 2017 17:24:55 GMT -5
“You can’t do this.”
Silence was what Eve got as a reponse. That and a pointed look from her former lover.
“You’re just going to risk everything. Your health. Your body. Your fucking life?”
“I’ve been risking my body and health for almost 10 years now. Besides, why do you care? It’s not like we’re still together anyway.”
“And who’s fault was that? Whether we’re together or not, doesn’t change the fact that you can die in that ring. Jesus Christ, Rumble has murdered someone before.”
“You think I don’t fucking know that?!?!” Paige snaps immediately. Vein about to pop out of her forehead coupled with burning red eyes from lack of sleep. She licks her lips slowly enough to savor the faint taste of tequila from the night before and a little this morning. She chuckles bitterly, “And you think I fucking care?”
“No I don’t. That’s what I’m afraid of. Alex has put you in a death trap caused by her own mess and while that bitch is out probably shopping, you smell like a fucking strip joint and look like you haven’t slept in days.”
“I can sleep when I'm dead.”
That last bit pissed Eve off so much that she wanted to slap the shit out of her, but instead she tightens her lips into a straight line, crosses her arms, and slams herself hard against the passenger seat in frustration and stares out the window because she couldn’t even look at her.
“You know what I’ve spent the the last few nights doing? I kept thinking about that time you basically died right in front of my face in the hospital from your overdose. Each time it crosses my mind I think about how much it pales in comparison to what can happen to you at So Cal World War. Zander and Rumble are monsters who are out for blood and for very different reasons. Zander may not have killed anyone, but he WILL kill ANYONE in Rowan’s name. I still love you and it physically fucking hurts to think of what could happen on Tuesday Night. I just don't know what I'll do if-" By this time Eve's voice was completely cracked as tears start to run down her face, she uses her own hand to cover her mouth to hinder a sob.
Paige felt cold. She says nothing as Eve exits the vehicle. To distract from the own voices in her head saying to go after her, she turns on the radio and lights a cigarette.
FM RADIO 95.3 WATER COOLER TALK
“Rumble is a man fresh out of jail for a crime he says he didn’t commit. Zander is just ready to rip through anyone in the name of Rowan, knee be damned. Those are some very dangerous intentions lingering within two very dangerous men. What does Paige have that makes her a legit threat?”
“Well what is it you think she doesn’t have?”
“I tell ya’ what she doesn’t have. She doesn’t have the strength, and she damn sure doesn’t have the size. She’s already faced two gargantuan beasts in Matthias Black and Frost and lost.”
“If you were to look at the circumstances in that match, is it really a loss? Alex was not at ringside, which pitted her at a 5 on 1 disadvantage with the other cronies hanging around outside of the ring. On top of all that she did not surrender. She was not pinned. She did not tap. Hell, if anything else, that match proved that those two could not beat her without outside help. The thing about the Zander and Rowan relationship is that they’re ying/yang. There are very few times those two didn’t need help from each other and guess what, Rowan is not going to be there.
"I have a hard time believing she's gonna have the stamina and endurance to keep fending these two off through out the match."
"She may be lacking in those categories, but she makes up for it with her knowledge around the ring. One thing I know for sure is that she knows how to buy time in triple threat matches to manage her use of energy in the ri-"
*STATIC*
Pain!!! without love
Pain!!! I can't get enough
Pain!!! I like it rough
'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all
!!!!
Along with the roar of the started engine, the guitar riff shakes through the system in her Chevy Camaro as she steps on the gas and starts to speed off.
COVINGTON INC. HQ
BEEEEEEEP.
“Paige, get back to me as soon as possible, we need to discuss some things regarding your match. I’ll be at my office all day.”
Alex rubs the bridge of her nose in exhaustion. Paige’s reaction to everything was catching her a little off guard, which is something that rarely happens. She said that she wasn’t upset, but she’s been hard to read. Almost as if she was numb to it all. All Alex knew is that the person she once had in her control was slipping steadily and she needed to find a way to tighten the reigns. As she was going on to her next task, she heard yelling before her door bursts open with a 5 ft 2. and obviously pissed off blond marching right in with the Secretary right on her heels.
“Ms. Covington, I told her you wer-”
“It’s fine, Carol.”
Carol shoots daggers at Eve before shutting the door.
“Eve, to what do a I owe this dubious pleasure.” Alex didn’t even try to sound thrilled.
“Cut the fake pleasantry bullshit. You’re not any happy to see me any more than I am happy to see you and I’m just here because of one common denominator.” Eve stands defiantly in front of Alex’s desk “Paige is going to get herself seriously hurt and the blood will be on your hands for driving her to do this.”
“Paige is a grown woman and she’s more than capable to defeat Rumble and Zander. Your desperate act to try and 'Save her' is not going to work. So take you and your Sally's Beauty Supply hair extensions and get out of my office. I have important things to-"
Her head snaps to the side as Eve reaches over slaps her across the face. Alex grabs her burning cheek and by the time she's able to get over the brief shock, Eve has already left her office. It takes all of her will to not push everything off of her desk in fury. Instead she takes a few breathes, straightness out her blouse, and makes a phone call.
"Joe, Be down at my office in 30 minutes...wait, slow down...."
A moment passes. Alex's face went from furious to sheer fucking rage, trying so hard to not believe what she's hearing.
"WHAT?!"