Patricia Stratigus(Trish) sat in the Diva's locker room, staring at the
hard, stone, tiled floors. The locker room was dark because she was there
an hour earlier than she was supposed to be, but she didn't care. She just
sat and stared at the ground. She was thinking about Chris Irvine
(Jericho). They had been dating off screen for well over a month, and she
loved him very much, but for some reason, she couldn't stop thinking about
Jeff Hardy. Ever since the kiss on RAW the week before, she couldn't stop
thinking about him.
They both knew that it was going to happen. It was part of the storyline. The fans had wanted to see Trish and Jeff, so they got Trish and Jeff. Trish had clarified it to Chris that it meant nothing to her, and he made himself calm down. He hadn't been happy with the pairing. He disliked Jeff very much. He disliked him to the point of hatred. Trish couldn't stop thinking about Jeff though. No matter how much she tried to, he just kept popping back up in her mind. His soft, tender lips brushing passed hers after he saved her from Lisa Marie (Victoria). She shook her head.
"You OK T?" a soft, female voice said behind Trish. Trish turned around and made out a red-headed figure standing in the door. It was one of her best friends, Amy Dumas (Lita). Trish smiled.
"Yeah, I'm fine Amiez. I was just thinking about my match tonight with Jeff against Jason(Christian) and Charlene(Jazz)," she replied, running her fingers through her long blonde hair.
Amy turned the lights on and leaned against the wall. She smiled back. "Don't worry, T, you'll do fine. You're a great wrestler and a tough one too. They won't hurt you at all," she said.
Trish blinked a few times, trying to adjust to the light. "Thanks, Amiez," she mumbled.
Trish got up and walked to her locker. She turned around and set her black Adidas bag on the bench. She opened it and took out a pair of black leather tights and hung them up in her locker.
"So... how are you and Chris?" Amy asked Trish, walking over towards her locker. And placing her bad in it.
"Um...We're Good. I really do love him," Trish replied, looking back down at the ground.
"OK. OK. I know there's something wrong with you, and don't tell me that you're fine because I'm not that stupid. There *is* something wrong with you, so tell me now or I'll be forced to do something drastic!" Amy demanded.
Trish laughed and shook her head, looking back up at Amy. "OK, you can't tell anyone this or I swear to God I will Kill You! You know that kiss last week from Jeff?" Amy nodded. "Well, it meant something more to me and I can't get him out of my mind! It's horrible. I feel like I'm cheating on Chris, but I'm not!"
"Woah... OK, first of all, don't make yourself sick over it. You're not really cheating on Chris. You're not at all. It's just all in you head. Second, it's OK. Everyone is attracted to Jeff sometime in their life. Trust me! Even I've been attracted to him and he's like a brother to me! Have you told Chris? Have you even told Jeff?" she was talking so fast that her words were sounding like they were all crammed together.
Trish shook her head. "I haven't told anyone. You're the first person I've told. It's so horrible. I can't stand it! I love Chris, but I have feelings for Jeff!" she said, slamming her fist against the locker. She pulled back in pain. Her knuckles automatically turned red.
"Shit!" she muttered, holding her fist.
"See T? Don't do this to yourself! You're going to wind up hurting yourself even worse than this!" Amy yelled at Trish.
"What happened?" there was another female voice coming towards them. Trish turned around and saw her other best friend, Nora Greenwald (Molly Holly).
"Oh nothing. I just got pissed and hit the locker. It's not a big deal," Trish quickly replied before Amy could say anything. She shook her hand and smiled.
"Oh. Well, you guys are here early, aren't you?" she said, smiling back.
"Yeah. Well we were just preparing for our matches tonight. You know how it is. Got to be prepared anytime, anywhere," Amy replied.
Nora shrugged and sat her bag on the floor. "Shane was outside waiting for you Amy. I think he likes you. You should really give him a chance."
"Oh really. Do you really think he likes me? I mean, I like him, of course, but I don't really think he likes me back," she answered.
"Yeah. Well, he's out there looking for you. You might want to catch him before his match. It's first you know," she said. Amy was out of the in moments.
Trish and Nora laughed.
"Well, I'm going to go out and get something to drink before everyone gets here," Trish said, walking out of the Diva's locker room.
"OK. I'll catch you later. Good Luck on your match against Jason and Charlene," replied Nora. Trish just smiled and waved, then disappeared from Nora's view.
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Trish's theme song hit the P.A. system and was heard all around the arena. The fans grew wild with cheers and her video was seen on the TitanTron and Trish stepped out from behind the curtains. She was wearing her black leather tights with her matching black leather sports top and black leather over coat. She also had a black cowboy hat on. She walked down the ramp.
"This match is scheduled for a one fall Tag Team match. Now making her way to the ring, from Toronto Canada....TRISH STRATUS!" Lilian said into the microphone. The crowd's cheers grew louder by the mentioning of Trish.
Trish climbed the stairs and crawled through the middle rope of the ring. She walked to the middle of the ring and placed a hand on her hat. She banged her head once and lifted the hat off her head and into the air. The crowd got even louder than before and Trish's music was cut.
Jeff theme song came onto the P.A. system and he stepped out from behind the curtains. He was painted like usual. His arms, and his face. He walked to center stage and started doing his dance-like thing, driving all the women crazy. Trish smiled, watching him.
"And her partner, making his way to the ring, from North Carolina...Jeff Hardy!" Lilian said again into the microphone. Jeff ran down the ramp and slid into the ring. He jumper up and ran to one of the turnbuckles.
He jumped on it and pointed his hand-guns into the air. Flashes were seen throughout the arena. He jump down and did the same on the other side. His music cut and he walked to Trish.
"You're starting. You ready for this?" he asked her.
"Yeah. I'm ready." she replied.
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After Jazz and Christian got into the ring, the bell rang and Christian and Jeff stepped out of the ring and onto the apron. Trish and Jazz circled each other twice, then went in for the attack. The both grabbed each other by the shoulders, but Trish had a better grip and she threw Jazz into a turnbuckle. She ran at her and jumped into a clothesline. Jazz slid down onto the mat and Trish regathered herself.
Trish picked Jazz up and threw her to the middle of the ring. She ran at her and slapped her. "You little Bitch!" Trish yelled at her. She hadn't really meant it, but she had to make it look like she hated her.
Jazz recovered right as Trish was going in for another slap, just in time to block the hit. She returned the slap with a blow to the stomach. Trish bent in pain, but soon recovered yet again. She returned the blow with a few punches. Back and forth they punched each other, but then, Jazz got the better hit and knocked Trish down.
Jazz went in for the pin. 1... Trish kicked out. Both women got up and attacked each other again. Trish kneed Jazz in the gut and Jazz fell over. Trish picked Jazz up by the hair and ran to the side of the ring pulling Jazz along. Trish jumped up and pushed off the top rope, then turned and hit the Bulldog. The crowd went wild and Jazz was knocked out. Trish pinned her for the 1...2...3...! The bell rang and Jeff jumped into the ring.
"Way to go!" he said into her ear. His lips touched her ear and she shivered. The ref came over and lifted both of their arms.
Trish looked down at Jazz and smirked. Christian ran over and pulled her out of the ring. Jeff turned to Trish and pulled her into him. He bent down and kissed her again, this time it was longer and with a bit of tongue. She pulled away after a few seconds and smiled at him. They walked to the ropes, hand in hand and he sat on the ropes to let her through. She climbed through and so did he.
Jumping down first, Jeff helped her down, pulling her into yet another kiss. He carried her up the ramp the rest of the way, smiling at her. She smiled back and kissed him on the cheek. He walked back behind the curtains and the cameras faded into a commercial.
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"You were really great out there," Jeff said as he got backstage and set her down.
"Thanks. Sorry you didn't get to fight. I really wanted to see you do the Swanton Bomb again. I think it's really cool," she replied to him. They smiled.
"Yeah, maybe sometime I could teach it to you. You know, like train together sometime, or go get a bite to eat. Just as friends thought. Wouldn't want Chris to get all mad you or anything!" He chuckled some, thinking about what Chris would do to him.
"Yeah," she said.
"Hey Babe!" said a voice. Trish turned around and saw Chris. She smiled and ran over to him. She jumped into a hug and he held her up, hugging her back.
"I saw you out there. You looked really sexy," he said, letting go of her and kissing her barely on the lips. He could taste Jeff's paint on her lips and it made him frustrated, but he didn't say anything.
"Thanks Hun. Who you going against tonight?" she asked, forgetting that Jeff was right behind her.
"Oh, I'm off. I just talked to Bishoff and he said that I could take the night off so I could spend sometime training," he answered her, then noticed Jeff.
"Hey Chris," Jeff said. Chris just nodded then glared at him, mouthing out the words 'Don't even think about touching her...'.
"Oh, that's great!" she said, kissing him on the cheek.
"Well, I'm going to go take a shower and get dressed. I'll catch you before I leave so we can go get something to eat or something like that!" she said, letting go of him.
"Ooo, fun. Would you like me to accompany you?" Chris said, winking at Trish. She just pushed him playfully. "Maybe later," she said, winking back. Jeff just shivered in disgust from think about Jericho naked.
"Hey Trish, I need to talk to you later about next week too," Jeff said, trying to get her attention. She turned to him, like he wanted.
"Oh, OK. Yeah, I'll call you after I'm dressed and we can talk to Bishoff about that. I really can't wait until next time we get to face Charlene or Lisa! It'll be great!" she said, smiling. She walked to him and gave him a friendly hug, then walked off towards the Diva's locker room.
After she got out of hearing range, Chris walked over to Jeff and got up in his face. "You better not touch her outside of that ring, or I will permanently mess you up. You hear me, son? I mean it too. It's one thing you guys have to kiss in the ring, but it's another thing that you even think about touching her out here," he told Jeff with an angry glare on his face.
Jeff just nodded, not wanting to start anything with him. Chris walked away towards the Diva's locker room to wait for Trish.
Jeff shook his head, wondering how bad Chris would hurt him if he knew that he liked her more than just a friend, and the kiss tonight wasn't in the script.
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{Authors Note} Ok, there's chapter one? How was it? If you liked it, please review! If you didn't like it, please still review and tell me what wrong with it! Like I always say "You can't get better until someone helps you improve yourself!" So, if there is anyone out there who doesn't like it, don't just say you like it, because then it'll just get worse! And that is a bad thing. More into the chapters, I'll get into Amy and Shane and Nora and Adam Copeland, but since this is my first chapter and it's about Trish and Jeff, I didn't want to put that much stuff about other couples. If I don't get another chapter up soon, I'm sorry, but I'm really busy with sports and school. There's three more weeks of school left, so I'll be doing more over the summer. It's all good. :D.
{Other Stuff} If you have read my other fan fic, and you're wondering about the second chapter, I'm sorry, but I didn't like how that one was going and I don't like the idea I had. The first chapter was stupid anyway. I had a second chapter to it, but it sounded like a 4th grader made it. Lol. Sorry about that. It was just what happened on March 17, 2003. So it's not a big deal really! Thanks Yall!
{Disclaimer} I do not own WWE or the characters or people. I definitely do not own the people who play the characters of WWE, but we all know what it's like to pretend. If I have stole anyone's idea, I'm sorry. I haven't meant to. It was just something I've decided to do.
{Last Part} OK, I think this part has been longer than the fan fic! O.O Lol. Please review, and I'll try to keep writing! Much Love to All Wrestling Fans and Everyone Else!
-Hallie
They both knew that it was going to happen. It was part of the storyline. The fans had wanted to see Trish and Jeff, so they got Trish and Jeff. Trish had clarified it to Chris that it meant nothing to her, and he made himself calm down. He hadn't been happy with the pairing. He disliked Jeff very much. He disliked him to the point of hatred. Trish couldn't stop thinking about Jeff though. No matter how much she tried to, he just kept popping back up in her mind. His soft, tender lips brushing passed hers after he saved her from Lisa Marie (Victoria). She shook her head.
"You OK T?" a soft, female voice said behind Trish. Trish turned around and made out a red-headed figure standing in the door. It was one of her best friends, Amy Dumas (Lita). Trish smiled.
"Yeah, I'm fine Amiez. I was just thinking about my match tonight with Jeff against Jason(Christian) and Charlene(Jazz)," she replied, running her fingers through her long blonde hair.
Amy turned the lights on and leaned against the wall. She smiled back. "Don't worry, T, you'll do fine. You're a great wrestler and a tough one too. They won't hurt you at all," she said.
Trish blinked a few times, trying to adjust to the light. "Thanks, Amiez," she mumbled.
Trish got up and walked to her locker. She turned around and set her black Adidas bag on the bench. She opened it and took out a pair of black leather tights and hung them up in her locker.
"So... how are you and Chris?" Amy asked Trish, walking over towards her locker. And placing her bad in it.
"Um...We're Good. I really do love him," Trish replied, looking back down at the ground.
"OK. OK. I know there's something wrong with you, and don't tell me that you're fine because I'm not that stupid. There *is* something wrong with you, so tell me now or I'll be forced to do something drastic!" Amy demanded.
Trish laughed and shook her head, looking back up at Amy. "OK, you can't tell anyone this or I swear to God I will Kill You! You know that kiss last week from Jeff?" Amy nodded. "Well, it meant something more to me and I can't get him out of my mind! It's horrible. I feel like I'm cheating on Chris, but I'm not!"
"Woah... OK, first of all, don't make yourself sick over it. You're not really cheating on Chris. You're not at all. It's just all in you head. Second, it's OK. Everyone is attracted to Jeff sometime in their life. Trust me! Even I've been attracted to him and he's like a brother to me! Have you told Chris? Have you even told Jeff?" she was talking so fast that her words were sounding like they were all crammed together.
Trish shook her head. "I haven't told anyone. You're the first person I've told. It's so horrible. I can't stand it! I love Chris, but I have feelings for Jeff!" she said, slamming her fist against the locker. She pulled back in pain. Her knuckles automatically turned red.
"Shit!" she muttered, holding her fist.
"See T? Don't do this to yourself! You're going to wind up hurting yourself even worse than this!" Amy yelled at Trish.
"What happened?" there was another female voice coming towards them. Trish turned around and saw her other best friend, Nora Greenwald (Molly Holly).
"Oh nothing. I just got pissed and hit the locker. It's not a big deal," Trish quickly replied before Amy could say anything. She shook her hand and smiled.
"Oh. Well, you guys are here early, aren't you?" she said, smiling back.
"Yeah. Well we were just preparing for our matches tonight. You know how it is. Got to be prepared anytime, anywhere," Amy replied.
Nora shrugged and sat her bag on the floor. "Shane was outside waiting for you Amy. I think he likes you. You should really give him a chance."
"Oh really. Do you really think he likes me? I mean, I like him, of course, but I don't really think he likes me back," she answered.
"Yeah. Well, he's out there looking for you. You might want to catch him before his match. It's first you know," she said. Amy was out of the in moments.
Trish and Nora laughed.
"Well, I'm going to go out and get something to drink before everyone gets here," Trish said, walking out of the Diva's locker room.
"OK. I'll catch you later. Good Luck on your match against Jason and Charlene," replied Nora. Trish just smiled and waved, then disappeared from Nora's view.
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Trish's theme song hit the P.A. system and was heard all around the arena. The fans grew wild with cheers and her video was seen on the TitanTron and Trish stepped out from behind the curtains. She was wearing her black leather tights with her matching black leather sports top and black leather over coat. She also had a black cowboy hat on. She walked down the ramp.
"This match is scheduled for a one fall Tag Team match. Now making her way to the ring, from Toronto Canada....TRISH STRATUS!" Lilian said into the microphone. The crowd's cheers grew louder by the mentioning of Trish.
Trish climbed the stairs and crawled through the middle rope of the ring. She walked to the middle of the ring and placed a hand on her hat. She banged her head once and lifted the hat off her head and into the air. The crowd got even louder than before and Trish's music was cut.
Jeff theme song came onto the P.A. system and he stepped out from behind the curtains. He was painted like usual. His arms, and his face. He walked to center stage and started doing his dance-like thing, driving all the women crazy. Trish smiled, watching him.
"And her partner, making his way to the ring, from North Carolina...Jeff Hardy!" Lilian said again into the microphone. Jeff ran down the ramp and slid into the ring. He jumper up and ran to one of the turnbuckles.
He jumped on it and pointed his hand-guns into the air. Flashes were seen throughout the arena. He jump down and did the same on the other side. His music cut and he walked to Trish.
"You're starting. You ready for this?" he asked her.
"Yeah. I'm ready." she replied.
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After Jazz and Christian got into the ring, the bell rang and Christian and Jeff stepped out of the ring and onto the apron. Trish and Jazz circled each other twice, then went in for the attack. The both grabbed each other by the shoulders, but Trish had a better grip and she threw Jazz into a turnbuckle. She ran at her and jumped into a clothesline. Jazz slid down onto the mat and Trish regathered herself.
Trish picked Jazz up and threw her to the middle of the ring. She ran at her and slapped her. "You little Bitch!" Trish yelled at her. She hadn't really meant it, but she had to make it look like she hated her.
Jazz recovered right as Trish was going in for another slap, just in time to block the hit. She returned the slap with a blow to the stomach. Trish bent in pain, but soon recovered yet again. She returned the blow with a few punches. Back and forth they punched each other, but then, Jazz got the better hit and knocked Trish down.
Jazz went in for the pin. 1... Trish kicked out. Both women got up and attacked each other again. Trish kneed Jazz in the gut and Jazz fell over. Trish picked Jazz up by the hair and ran to the side of the ring pulling Jazz along. Trish jumped up and pushed off the top rope, then turned and hit the Bulldog. The crowd went wild and Jazz was knocked out. Trish pinned her for the 1...2...3...! The bell rang and Jeff jumped into the ring.
"Way to go!" he said into her ear. His lips touched her ear and she shivered. The ref came over and lifted both of their arms.
Trish looked down at Jazz and smirked. Christian ran over and pulled her out of the ring. Jeff turned to Trish and pulled her into him. He bent down and kissed her again, this time it was longer and with a bit of tongue. She pulled away after a few seconds and smiled at him. They walked to the ropes, hand in hand and he sat on the ropes to let her through. She climbed through and so did he.
Jumping down first, Jeff helped her down, pulling her into yet another kiss. He carried her up the ramp the rest of the way, smiling at her. She smiled back and kissed him on the cheek. He walked back behind the curtains and the cameras faded into a commercial.
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"You were really great out there," Jeff said as he got backstage and set her down.
"Thanks. Sorry you didn't get to fight. I really wanted to see you do the Swanton Bomb again. I think it's really cool," she replied to him. They smiled.
"Yeah, maybe sometime I could teach it to you. You know, like train together sometime, or go get a bite to eat. Just as friends thought. Wouldn't want Chris to get all mad you or anything!" He chuckled some, thinking about what Chris would do to him.
"Yeah," she said.
"Hey Babe!" said a voice. Trish turned around and saw Chris. She smiled and ran over to him. She jumped into a hug and he held her up, hugging her back.
"I saw you out there. You looked really sexy," he said, letting go of her and kissing her barely on the lips. He could taste Jeff's paint on her lips and it made him frustrated, but he didn't say anything.
"Thanks Hun. Who you going against tonight?" she asked, forgetting that Jeff was right behind her.
"Oh, I'm off. I just talked to Bishoff and he said that I could take the night off so I could spend sometime training," he answered her, then noticed Jeff.
"Hey Chris," Jeff said. Chris just nodded then glared at him, mouthing out the words 'Don't even think about touching her...'.
"Oh, that's great!" she said, kissing him on the cheek.
"Well, I'm going to go take a shower and get dressed. I'll catch you before I leave so we can go get something to eat or something like that!" she said, letting go of him.
"Ooo, fun. Would you like me to accompany you?" Chris said, winking at Trish. She just pushed him playfully. "Maybe later," she said, winking back. Jeff just shivered in disgust from think about Jericho naked.
"Hey Trish, I need to talk to you later about next week too," Jeff said, trying to get her attention. She turned to him, like he wanted.
"Oh, OK. Yeah, I'll call you after I'm dressed and we can talk to Bishoff about that. I really can't wait until next time we get to face Charlene or Lisa! It'll be great!" she said, smiling. She walked to him and gave him a friendly hug, then walked off towards the Diva's locker room.
After she got out of hearing range, Chris walked over to Jeff and got up in his face. "You better not touch her outside of that ring, or I will permanently mess you up. You hear me, son? I mean it too. It's one thing you guys have to kiss in the ring, but it's another thing that you even think about touching her out here," he told Jeff with an angry glare on his face.
Jeff just nodded, not wanting to start anything with him. Chris walked away towards the Diva's locker room to wait for Trish.
Jeff shook his head, wondering how bad Chris would hurt him if he knew that he liked her more than just a friend, and the kiss tonight wasn't in the script.
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{Authors Note} Ok, there's chapter one? How was it? If you liked it, please review! If you didn't like it, please still review and tell me what wrong with it! Like I always say "You can't get better until someone helps you improve yourself!" So, if there is anyone out there who doesn't like it, don't just say you like it, because then it'll just get worse! And that is a bad thing. More into the chapters, I'll get into Amy and Shane and Nora and Adam Copeland, but since this is my first chapter and it's about Trish and Jeff, I didn't want to put that much stuff about other couples. If I don't get another chapter up soon, I'm sorry, but I'm really busy with sports and school. There's three more weeks of school left, so I'll be doing more over the summer. It's all good. :D.
{Other Stuff} If you have read my other fan fic, and you're wondering about the second chapter, I'm sorry, but I didn't like how that one was going and I don't like the idea I had. The first chapter was stupid anyway. I had a second chapter to it, but it sounded like a 4th grader made it. Lol. Sorry about that. It was just what happened on March 17, 2003. So it's not a big deal really! Thanks Yall!
{Disclaimer} I do not own WWE or the characters or people. I definitely do not own the people who play the characters of WWE, but we all know what it's like to pretend. If I have stole anyone's idea, I'm sorry. I haven't meant to. It was just something I've decided to do.
{Last Part} OK, I think this part has been longer than the fan fic! O.O Lol. Please review, and I'll try to keep writing! Much Love to All Wrestling Fans and Everyone Else!
-Hallie