"Who You Need"- Credit to Mentally-Unstable and the binder '07 for the title.
Jericho/Lita/Benoit with Trish/Jay(Christian)
Rated: M
CHAPTER ONE- Empty
A/N: Forget all you know. For this fic Lita has never been with Edge or Matt. Both Jericho and Benoit have never been married. It's not based on any storyline just a twisted thought in my mind...Circa 2001
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Lita walked into the Florida home she shared with her boyfriend of almost a year and flicked on a light. It was obvious that he wasn't here, story of the past year. Since he had taken time away from wrestling to pursue other things in life, he had hardly been around. At first she didn't really mind after all she wasn't the type to hold the man she loved back. His career mattered to her and she wanted him to be happy. She just didn't expect his happiness to cost her her's.
On the dining room table, much like every time she came home off the road, she was greeted with a bouquet of half dead flowers and a note dated two days ago.
'Li, sorry I missed you. I got a call for Fozzy to do a three-day tour through Virginia, Maryland and Rhode Island. I'll be back on Tuesday. If you aren't home, I'll fly to where ever so you don't have to sleep alone. I love you! -CJ'
Lita balled up the paper and threw the flowers in the trash. Each time she came home after being on the road for days on end she came home to an empty house, an empty bed and right now, her heart was feeling empty.
She drug her duffel bag into the bedroom and kicked off her shoes before falling across the bed. It was still early in the day and she didn't feel like being home alone but everyone else usually had plans. Lita sighed as she rolled over and stared at the ceiling. She could always do laundry, pay bills and run the errands that she needed to but she could also do that Monday on her way to the airport.
She groaned and sat up on the side of the bed and dumped out her bag, separating the darks and colors. She wasn't sure when her life had become so boring but she had just about had it. Chris was off somewhere at a bar or club hanging out with his band probably having a lot more fun than she was. She glanced at the clock and for a moment thought about trying to fly up to see Fozzy's performance, but knew that it would only tire her out and odds were that Jericho would be so busy with the actual performance, interviews and press that she would only get maybe fifteen minutes of his time.
Lita angrily kicked her shoes across the room as she picked up the pile of clothes and headed to the laundry room. She had almost reached the door when the phone rang and she dropped the clothes on the floor. Running for the extension sitting on the counter she picked it up breathlessly.
"Hey baby! What are you doing?"
She smiled at the sound of Chris's voice. "The usual; missing you, doing laundry and wishing you were here."
"I'm sorry. You know I would be there with you if I could. If it helps you any, It's raining here and I miss you so much. I feel like I haven't seen you in weeks."
Pain hit her heart and she sighed. "You haven't Chris."
"I swear Li; I'm going to make this up to you. Why don't you see if you can take a couple of days off and we will go somewhere cold so we'll never want to leave the room. We can sip champagne all day and make love in front of a fireplace all night."
"That sounds good but you know I can't get anytime off I'm the women's champion so I have to be there. Why can't you make plans to come on the road with me when you get back?"
She could hear someone calling his name and a female giggling in the background. Lita rolled her eyes as she wondered how many drunken whores were throwing themselves at him and how long it would be before he gave into some temptation or another.
"Sure babe, I'll see what I can do. I have to run we're about to go on. I love you."
"Love you too Chris." She managed to say before the dial tone buzzed in her ear.
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She was sitting alone in front of the television waiting for the Chinese food she'd ordered earlier to arrive. It was borderline pathetic that she was sitting at home on a Saturday afternoon watching old movies and eating take out. She glanced at the clock on the wall two p.m.
The phone rang startling Lita out of her self-pity party. She reluctantly answered the phone.
"Hey Lita, its Trish." The blonde woman called out trying to be heard over the loud music in the background. "I just thought I would see if maybe you and Chris wanted to come hang out at the beach with us?"
Lita absently flipped through the channels on the TV. "Chris is in Virginia I believe."
"Even more reason for you to come with us."
"Who all is going to be there?"
Trish's phone cut out for the briefest second. "Does it really matter? My battery is going out, are you in or out?"
"I'm in."
"Great! We'll be there within the hour." Trish hung up the phone and Lita went in search of something to wear.