Tag Title TLC Match: Dante & Alessa vs The Gastins(Complete)

"W-well I uh..J-just making sure you're ok." He says a bit nervously as she calls out his still compassionate attitude. He lets out his smile again though as Bonnie rests her hand on her cheek for a few seconds before sliding it off. A blush appears on his face as she does so and as he hears her words. "G-good to hear then. I wouldn't want to." He says in response, feeling a bit of relief as she didn't seem to be angry with him anymore. He figured it was just a passing feeling that she had during the match, and he was glad that it was only that.

He watched as Bonnie went to limp towards the other end of the ring, figuring she'd be going to see Clyde.

Alessa stares at the open wound on Clyde's back that was seeping blood through her shirt. Blinking a few times, she couldn't believe her pushing him off the ladder caused that. She jumps a bit as he says her name, questioning her about the act she just put on. Shrugging her shoulders, she shows that she really did it for no reason, not sure herself why other than to see his reaction. "Your face was great.." She says, referring to how he looked when she was saying all those things to him, forgetting the reason why she stopped her act in the first place.

Alessa turned her head as she saw Bonnie standing beside her. She wondered a bit if she would be angry from receiving such a move from the top rope. "If it's worth anything, I'm sure everyone thought that looked pretty cool.." Alessa says as she looks at Bonnie, half of her expecting Bonnie to just ignore her from the scowl she seemed to be giving Clyde, but she said it anyways.

"S-Shuddap... Don't need you mockin' me..." Clyde spat out bitterly to Alessa, thinking that she was simply making fun of now, as he tried to stand again, but would collapse back down on the table as he tried to rise up. "Dammit..." He cursed under his breath, hating how weak he had become, unable to simply force himself up.

Gritting his teeth as he turned to look up, Clyde spotted Bonnie and instantly asked her for help. "Bonnie... Gimme a hand will ya?" Clyde would ask his sister, whom would coldly respond "No. Help ya'self up..." Bonnie would mutter in a rather cold tone of voice before she made her way out of the ring and up towards the entrance ramp, taking one last look back to the ring, giving a careless wave to Dante before she went continued walking leaving her brother behind.

"B-Bonnie! Hey! Don't you leave me! Hey!! Don't you fuckin leave me!! Bonnie!!" Clyde would yell to his sister in an angry frenzy, watching his sister ignore him and limp away. Abandoned and unable to stand on his own, Clyde slammed his fist into the arena floor as he watched Bonnie dissapear backstage.

Alessa shrugs her shoulders and tilts her head again at Clyde's words. She wasn't really making fun of him, but she figured she would stop anyways if it seemed like that to him. Then she watched the interaction between him and Bonnie. She stood confused at the bit of hostility that they seemed to have towards eachother before Bonnie walked away.

"U-um.." Dante lets out as he watches Bonnie walk away as well. He sees her wave and waves back at her, just as confused as Alessa was as the two. He walked over beside Alessa to see what was going on, but Alessa had then climbed through the ropes and to the outside as well.

"You can't get up?" Alessa says as she bends down a bit, her hands on her knees. She blinks her eyes a few times before offering her hand and her shoulder for Clyde to help him up. "I did that..so I should help you as well." Alessa says, her arm still out towards Clyde. Dante looks down at the two of them with a smile on his face. He was glad Alessa was going to help Clyde just as he helped Bonnie a few seconds ago.

Clyde looked over at Alessa as she knelt beside him, looking over at her as she offered a hand to help him up. He honestly didnt want to take it, he wanted to stand on his own, but he didnt have the strength for it.

Letting out a grumble under his breath, Clyde took Alessa's hand and wrapped his arm around her shoulder, leaning on her as she began to stagger up to his feet. The texan then looked to the ring and instantly saw Dante smiling down at them. "What you smilin' 'bout, Red!?" Clyde would yell, snapping at Dante before he turned to Alessa. "Just Get me outta here... I need a drink..." Clyde would mutter to Alessa as he stared down at his wobbiling legs.

Dante shakes his head as Clyde snaps at him. He could tell he still wasn't all too fond of him, so he tried not to pry into it or anything. "Nothing, sorry about that. Just glad to see you're still as lively as ever. Wouldn't want anything really bad to happen to anyone during one of our matches." Dante says, trying to lighten it up a bit, but noticing how bad Clyde actually looked.

"I got it.." Alessa says as she hold onto Clyde's wrist as he wrapped his arm around her shoulder. She begins to start walking around the ring towards the ramp before she hears the rest of Clyde's words. "A drink? What kind? I'm thirsty too, could go for some soda...gotta be something other than regular though.." Alessa begins to talk on, clearly not understanding what Clyde meant when he said a drink, but still she uses it to wonder about what she herself wanted.

While her conversations were far off what Clyde might have wanted to be talking about, she seemed to be able to let herself out talking to him, warming up to him a bit. She held a gratitude for him that was pretty big, and was starting to consider him more as a friend as she helped him out here, becoming easier and easier to be herself when she talks around him. Dante followed close by the two, happy with how Alessa was doing as well, and also ready to help Clyde when he could. He seemed to know a bit about Heather as well, Dante figures he'll definitely have to shoot a few questions his way once they are out of here.

"You Goddamn right I be as lively as ever! Takes more than a fall from a big ass ladder to keep ol' Clyde Gastin down for long! Clyde would exclaim loud and proud before he quickly turned back to Alessa as he heard her speak about drinks, opening his mouth in disbelief, she was dead serious.

"Uhmmm... Whiskey... Just Whiskey... Might need lots of it...." Clyde mutterd under his breath as he walked with Alessa and Dante up the entrance ramp, taking in the events of the match and the past 6 days. So much was happening to him so quickly, a few good things, but mostly bad things.

He wanted to a champion. He wanted the tag titles, but he and Bonnie lost the match. Clyde knew it wasn't the end and that he would get another chance eventually, but that wasn't the biggest worry on the mind of blonde haired texan and possible father in the near future.

"Guess we can't all be winners...." Clyde would whisper under his breath as he stared at the belts that Dante and Alessa had just won, shamelessly envious of the pair.

The three of them would keep walking further up the entrance ramp until at last they dissapeared backstage. Where they went, no one knew, But Clyde hoped it was anywhere but home.

Dante Sunderland & Alessa Mason Win The Tension Tag-Team Championship Via Retrieving the Belts.