Okay everyone! I have another story for ya! I have been meaning to write this one for a couple weeks. I just now decided to acually do it. So I hope you like this one!
Eyes Wide Open
Trish Stratus has everything she could ever need. But can she still love her boyfriend if the man who broke her heart a year ago returns to RAW?
Chapter 1
There she was again, alone in the hotel room. She had enough of this, always alone while her boyfriend was out doing God knows what with God knows who. This had to stop. Sooner than later. It was 2:35 in the morning and she was laying in the more than comfortable bed waiting for him to walk through that door. When he did, he was very quiet doing so.
"Where have you been?" Trish asked sitting up in the bed.
"Jesus Trish you scared me. I thought you were sleeping. Anyway, I was out with the guys as usual." Randy said nonchalantly as he was taking off his shirt.
"Randy, we need to talk. Now."
"Trish, baby, can't this wait until the morning?" Randy asked as he walked up to her and began to kiss her collarbone up to her neck. The alcohol evident in his breath.
"That's the goddamn point Randy, it IS the morning!" Trish said as she pushed Randy off her.
"What's with you lately?"
"God Randy, don't you get. You are the problem. You come back to the hotel room at 2:30? And leave me here alone?"
"Trish, this is my last night with the guys before I go over to Smackdown. I wanted one last fun night with them."
"Babe, what about me? Huh? And I wasn't just talking about tonight, you have done this way to many times."
"Done what?"
"Come back in the early morning, drunk most of the time."
"Jesus, what do you want? You want me to stay with you all the time? Is that what you want?"
"No Randy I want out." Trish spoke in a soft voice.
"Out? Like done with this relationship?"
"When are you giong to relise there was no relationship anymore? It disolved a long time ago."
"Trish what are you on?"
"Nothing for once."
"What does that mean?"
"Randy, I have been pretending to act like I really care aobut this relationship for too long. It's pretty obvious you don't care, so why should I?"
"Fuck Trish, why are being a bitch. I do to care about us!" Randy's voice started to raise.
"Like hell you do!" Trish raised her voice. "If you really cared about us, you wouldn't get drunk with the guys and fuck any girl in your sight! You'd stay here with me."
"I don't fuck any girl in my sight!" Randy started to get defensive.
"Let's be real here. How many sluts have you fucked since this relationship started? 10? 15? More than that? It must be because you're not answering me."
That did it for Randy. The next thing Trish knew, she was up against the room wall. With Randy inches from her face. She could start to feel the pain in her arms where he was holding her.
"Trish, I have had with you and you acusing me of doing shit like that. You want out? Huh?" All Trish could do was slightly nod.
"Fine. You're out. I'm done with this shit called a relationship with you." With that, he picked Trish up by the arms and tossed her back on the bed. He picked up his shirt and shoes and walked out the door. All Trish thought was it's over as she lightly held her now bruising arms and cry.
Trish sat up, breathing short, little pants, and looked at the clock on the nightstand. 8:33 A.M. All the moving and breathing woke John up.
"Babe what's wrong?" He asked as he sat up to get level with Trish.
"Nothing, just a bad dream. Again."
"The Orton one" John asked quietly. Trish nodded.
"Trish, look, I don't know what's going through your mind, but I want you to know I would never do what Orton did to you. Okay? Never. I love you way too much to even think of doing that." John said reasuring Trish as she felt the tears start.
"Don't make me cry this early John." Trish said laughing lightly.
John leaned over to Trish and kissed her passionately. Trish wasn't going to hold back either. She let his hand roam over her body as she rolled over so she was straddling him. Their hands caressing each other's bodies lightly. John switched positions so he was on top of her. They would every once in a while laugh at each other as they kissed each other's mouths. Suddenly Trish's cell phone rang.
"Leave it." John told Trish between kisses. It rang again.
"Sorry babe." She said as she pushed John off her. "It could be important."
"You've got to be kidding me. Answering a phone over making out with your guy?"
"Oh stop it." Trish said walking over to her purse where the phone was. "You'll get yours" Trish said giving John a little wink as she answered the phone.
After Trish hung up, she walked into the bathroom and started the shower.
"Who was it?" John asked Trish from the kitchen.
"Oh it was Ashley."
"And she wanted.."
"She wants me to go shopping with her to find some clothes for tonight's show. She wants to meet me there in an hour. Is that okay?"
"Oh yea sure. I was planning on going to the gym with Matt anyway."
"Well better get ready." Trish took her shower and got dressed. She sat down at the table to eat breakfast with John before leaving. After they were done eating, they both went their separate ways, but agreed to meet each other back at the room in a few hours.
Trish met up with Ashley at the mall. They walked to a store they both liked. Trish tried on a lot of clothes as did Ashley. They bought all the clothes they wanted. Before they knew it, two hours had passed. They both thought it would be nice to sit down at the water fountian in the middle of the mall to relax for a while before leaving.
"Ohh Trish, I had the most amazing dream last night. It was about Matt." Ashley said with a exaggerated sigh. "What about you?"
"Me? Umm, well I had one about Randy." Trish looked down at the ground before looking to Ashley.
"Oh Trish?"
"Mmm?"
"What happened between you and Randy? If you don't mind, I mean."
"Well, ya see, we were first friends. Then he asked me out and I like was in heaven. I had liked him for the longest time. We were so in love with each other for about the first couple months."
"Then?"
"Then we just weren't. He would always go out with Hunter, Dave, Ric, Mark, you know 'the guys'. He would leave around 9 or 10 at night and not come back until 2 or 3 in the morning, drunk of course. We fought way to much. It was like after the first two months or so things just took a 180 degrees turn for the worst." Trish paused for a minute to regain composure. "And then one night, I just had too much of it. I needed out. He came home. I told him what I wanted, he flipped out, pushed me against a wall, ended it, and threw me on the bed and left. That's the last time I saw him."
"What do you mean the last time?"
"That night was his last night on Raw before he went to Smackdown."
"Ohh I see"
"Yeah. Well now you know the real story."
"Trish, you have to get over Randy. You have an incredible boyfriend now. John is great. He's nice, caring, not to mention hot." Both had to laugh at that. "But seriously Trish, Randy was no good for you. He didn't appreciate you the way he should have. You are much better off with John, who acually cares for you and loves you. He's not just your guy so he can screw you every night."
"Yeah you're right." Trish looked at her watch.
"Well, we should get going, only a few hours till Raw!" Trish said excited. Her becoming a face on Raw was the best. It was so good to finally hear the fans cheer her again.
"See ya tonight, Trish"
"You too Ashley!"
When Trish got back to the hotel, her hands were loaded with bags of clothes. She knew she shouldn't have bought that many clothes but oh well she thought. As soon as she entered the lobby, she dropped one of the bags.
"Crap" She said quietly so nobody would hear her. She bent down to pick it up, but another hand beat her to it. She looked up at who this mystery person was. She looked in astonishment as she brought herself back to her feet.
"Randy." That was all she could say.
"Hey Trish." Randy said with his signature smile.
There's the first chapter for ya! So do you like it so far? Any kind of review would be great! Hopefully the next chapter will be up over the weekend!
