Fanfiction : Love, in all it's forms

Chapter 1 : Party Disaster

Torrie Wilson glanced around her. There weren't many occasions where all the Superstars, from both Raw and Smackdown, were reunited in the same room. Well, Wrestlemania 22 was definitly considered a special occasion. Everyone had their eyes glued to the huge plasma television, where the biggest match of the year was taking place. John Cena vs Triple H, for the WWE Championship. Torrie seemed like the only person in the room who wasn't interested on what was unfolding on the big screen, she had other thoughts preocupping her. First of all, she had just defeated Candice Michelle, who in her eyes was the biggest slut in the history of the WWE. The bitch got what was coming to her, Torrie thought with pride. Then there was that other thought, the bigger issue. Billy Kidman. Thankfully, she wouldn't have to face her husband until next week. Even though on paper they were married, they definitly didn't act that way at home, never did. There was once a time when Torrie thought that she really loved Billy, and it turned out to be just another fling. By the time she had realised that, it was already to late. She had become Mrs. Torrie Wilson-Kidman, and her parents wouldn't have it any other way.

Torrie slighty nudged the woman sitting next to her, but she wouldn't respond.

" Trish?" Torrie whispered.

" What?" Trish answered, keeping her eyes glued to the screen.

" I thought you liked Jericho!"

Trish finally turned around to look at her best friend.

" I do! This match is just really good! Not to mention John Cena is HOT!"

Both girls chuckled, then Trish turned her attention back to the match. If there was one thing Torrie was really greatfull for in her life, it was her friends, especially Trish Stratus. They had been through everything together, shared everything together. Torrie could always turn to Trish, if it was to have fun with, for advice, or simply when she needed a shoulder to cry on when she would have her weekly Billy problems. It had been like this for 5 years, and Torrie had no doubt in her mind that their friendship would last for the rest of her life.

Torrie was once again engulfed in her own thoughts, when suddenly she heard cheers, screams and applauds coming from both the room and the telivision screen. She turned to Trish, to find her standing up and clapping her hands, along with all the other Superstars.

" What happened?"

" Torrie did you not pay attention to the match at all ! Cena just won!"

Torrie looked at the screen. John Cena was indeed standing on the apron, clutching the WWE title to his chest, a look of relief and happiness on his face. Torrie eyed him curiously. He was a very good looking man, but that was about all she knew about him. In the 4 years that they have been on the same brand, they hadn't spoken to each other once. On television, he acted like the kindest guy in the world, same attitude with the fans, but from what she heard, real life was a completely different story. He wasn't the friendliest guy in the locker room, but apparently the biggest womanizer. He had had one-night stands with almost all the girls backstage, and if that were true, then Torrie already lost a lot of respect for him. To many people's surprise, she wasn't the kind of woman who just slept around with anyone, and never was. Through the years, she had developed a dislike for woman and men who acted that way, especially due to her experience with Billy Kidman. So, if all these rumours about John Cena were true, why was everyone cheering for him?

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" So, you girls coming to the party tonight ?"

Torrie and Trish both looked up at the woman who had just entered the women's locker room.

" What partie?"

" Cena's partie. You know, for keeping the title. It's tonight at the hotel loby" Victoria replied.

" 'Course we're coming!" Trish answered hastily. " Right Torrie?"

" Uhh…"

" You know what, I'll leave you girls to it." Victoria said, feeling the tension in the room. " See you later!"

" Thanks Vic!" Trish called after her friend, then turned her attention back to Torrie. " What do you mean 'uhhh' ?"

" Trish, I just don't feel like going to a party tonight!"

" But you love parties!" Trish then looked her best friend in the eyes. " Tor, you need a change of view. Don't let Billy get to you like this! Just come to the partie, it'll be fun!"

" But… I don't even know Cena!"

" So?" Trish interrupted her. " I don't either! Everyone is gonna be there!"

" Yeah, including Jericho!" Torrie replied matter-of-factly. " You're gonna follow him around all night, and I'm gonna be left alone! Again!"

" Just hang with the girls! C'mon Torrie, come to the partie! For me? Please, please, please!"

Torrie looked at her friend's pouting face. Man I hate it when she does that! She knew that Trish was only doing this for her own good, and that she wouldn't give up until Torrie gave in.

" Fine." She answered grumply, and almost got suffocated by Trish's huge bear hug.

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Music blasted through the stereos, the bar and dance floor both heavily occupied with Superstars. Now this is what I call a party, Torrie thought to herself. She was instantly grateful that Trish brought her here, but unfortunatly, the blonde Diva had dissapeared the moment she saw Chris Jericho sitting at the bar. Torrie looked down at the red dress Trish had lent her. I really look good in this! The daring, short dress made her look very sexy, which is why Torrie didn't want to wear it at first. She wasn't here to get laid, nor did she want any Superstar to think so. Although, the idea of meeting a genuily nice guy didn't turn her off at all.

" Torrie! Over here!"

Torrie was brought out of her thoughts. She looked in the distance, and saw Christy Hemme, Lita and Victoria sitting at a table, waving their hands at her. She quickly approached her friends.

" Hey guys!"

" Hey Tor!" Christy replied in her usual cheery voice. " C'mon sit sit!"

" So where have you been these past few weeks?" Lita asked her friend " We've missed you at these parties!"

" Yeah sorry about that. I'm not at the best time of my life, ya' know?"

" So Billy's still giving you a hard time huh?" Victoria looked concerned. " Want me to beat him up for you?"

All the girls began laughing, especially Torrie. Truth be told, she wouldn't mind at all to see Billy get a good ass-kicking.

" I'll think about it Vic!"

" Hey, where's Trish?" Christy asked, as if just realising that the former Women's Champion wasn't with them.

" I'll give you three guesses…" Torrie answered, looking at her confused friend.

" She's still chasing after Jericho, isn't she! Boy, she'll never give up will she?"

" Not until he tells her to. I'm gonna go get a drink, be right back."

Torrie started walking towards the bar. On her way, she spotted John Cena sitting at a table with some WWE stars. They were all laughing, and talking, and absolutly drunk. Maybe he isnt such a bad guy after all.

Torrie sat at the bar, and ordered a Martini. She turned to the dance floor, and saw Trish dancing with non-other than Chris Jericho. She smiled, it looked like her best friend had finally gotten what she wanted. Torrie took her drink, and was about to head back to the table, when someone grabbed her arm. Startled, she turned around, and found herself face to face with Champ, John Cena.

" Well, well, if it isn't the famous Torrie Wilson! Never thought I'd see you here!"

" Yeah." She tried to brake free from his strong grip, but to no avail. " Uh, congratulations on your win."

" Thanks. You know, if you really wanted to congratulate me, you'd come up with me to my hotel room…"

He was completely drunk, Torrie knew that by the way he talked, smelled and plainly acted. But he had crossed the line.

" Look Cena." Torrie replied more viciously than she intended to. " If you want to be congratulated, go find Candice Michelle or something. I'm not interested."

" I don't want Candice, I want you!" With that, he roughly pulled Torrie against him. " I can show you a good time, ya' know. I bet you Billy doesn't…"

Oh no, he didn't just go there! Torrie thought, and pulled herself away from him.

" You don't know anything about Billy and me."

She glared at him with the most furious look she could master, and John simply snorted.

" 'Course I do! Everyone does! Hey, is it true he forces you to have sex with him?"

What the fuck? Where did he hear things like this?

" No! Of course not!"

" Then come with me!" John said, trying to grab her arm again. " You'll see, I wont force you to do anything…"

That's it! Torrie slapped him across the face. Hard.

Before he could reply, she had already made her way out of the loby, tears flowing from her eyes. She didn't even want to call Trish, all she wanted was to get back to her hotel room, curl up in a ball and cry all the tears she had left.

Of course the rumours were true, Cena's nothing but a perverted ass!