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As Edge approached the women's locker room, he hesitated and ran a hand through his long hair nervously. As much as he wanted to knock, go in there and apologize to Lita till the cows came home, he knew it was not going to be that simple. They had agreed to keep their relationship a secret, and damn it, he was going to stick to his word.
Before he could even make a move to knock, the door suddenly opened, and Chyna stepped out. She scowled up at him upon seeing him standing there and shook her head.
"What is it that you want, Edge?" the muscular, raven-haired woman demanded, her hands going to her hips. She stared menacingly at him as though awaiting his response.
"I...Nothing..." How was he going to explain the truth to the Ninth Wonder of the World, of all people? It was no secret that she hated him. Granted, he had never really given the diva much of a reason to like him...
"Well then, why don't you just keep on walking?" Chyna suggested with a wave of her right hand. "It's not like you haven't already done enough..."
Edge refrained from nodding and agreeing with the woman, then decided to take the proverbial jump.
"Err...Is...err...Lita in there?" he questioned, pointing at the locker room door.
"No, she isn't..." Chyna spat, her blue-gray eyes narrowing. "Not that it's any of your business, blondie, but she's really upset, and it's because of you and your creepy friend..." The diva poked a finger into Edge's chest as she spoke. It was quite obvious she was in no way intimidated by him in the least. "You bastards cost her the Women's title, and she didn't even do anything to you! Why don't you just leave her alone!"
The tall Canadian looked into Chyna's eyes, wanting more than anything to agree - what she was saying was a thousand percent accurate. Instead, he kept his mouth shut. But on the other hand, his actions of earlier very well might have cost him his relationship with Lita... So, in that sense, what was the big deal about owning up to the truth?
"Look..." the Ninth Wonder continued. "I offered to pound you and your little pal to pulps for what you did to Lita - but for some strange reason, she didn't want me to... But believe me when I say I might consider doing it anyway..."
Edge stared directly into the diva's eyes, knowing full well she meant every word she'd just said. He surely didn't want to be on the receiving end of her wrath - nor did he want his girlfriend to hate him.
"Okay...fine," he said, and trotted off, leaving a shocked Chyna behind.
All he could think of was getting to Lita - and apologizing to her on his knees
if he had to...