Short but totally what ya'll have been waiting for...never fear this is not the end. Review please :) Sunday (new years revolution)
The match went back and forth for a while, both women fighting for dominance with all that they had. Trish pulled every dirty trick in the book, hell she even got a chick kick in...But after all the shit she'd put the red head through, Lita wasn't going down without a fight.
Amy gave her heart and her soul in the ring for that one match, taking out all of her frustrations over Chris and everything else on that bitch. Finally after a hurracarana off the ropes, a swinging ddt and moonsault, she got the pin...1-2-3.
Holding the title high above her head, soaking up the adoration of the fans she wasn't sure what was more satisfying. Was it being champion again, or was it the look of total destruction plastered on the Canadian's face? She wasn't sure, but she knew that she was enjoying both as she made her walk of victory back to the curtain.
She didn't know what was happpening as she felt herself being lifted into the air, looking down she was thankful to see that it was Chris swinging her around. "You did it!"
Wrapping her arms around him tightly, she smiled before he set her down. His hands touched her face gently before inching his mouth towards hers to kiss her. Amy was shocked to feel him kissing her like that, what had gotten into him.
He pulled back almost instantly, looking just as surprised as the red head that he had just done that. She placed her fingers over her lips, "Um, Trish is still in the ring Chris, and Jay isn't anywhere to be seen, what gives?"
Chris sighed, there was no excuse for that one, "Amy I have to tell you something," He said to her, taking her hand in his.
She shot him a puzzled glance. "Ok what?"
"You remember Christmas Eve right, well you at least remember being at the bar?"
Amy suddenly looked uncomfortable, and when she didn't say anything he continued. "Well I found you there and you had obviously had a lot to drink that night Ames. So I took you up to the room to get some rest and it's clear that you don't remember it but you kissed me."
Her head fell, "Chris I," She stammered, unsure of how to act, or what to say in an attempt to explain her actions.
"Let me finish," The Canadian told her, trying to spill out the rest before he lost the courage to tell her the whole truth. "Maybe it was some blind drunken lust on your part but I can't it out of my head. This was all supposed to be about me winning Trish back, but I don't care about any of that anymore...somewhere along the way I really fell for you, all we were talking about, all the feelings that we had, the moments that we shared, they all started to become real for me. I just really need you to know that Amy, I'm tired of pretending."
She smiled and through her arms around his neck, "Chris that's exactly how I feel. At first I wanted to pretend it wasn't true but I've developed strong feelings for you. Of course I remember that kiss, it's all I can think about too...but when I woke up and you didn't say anything I thought you regretted it so I didn't say anything. I wanted to save myself the embarrassment of you telling me it was a mistake on your part. I couldn't bare the thought of me letting you know that I was having more then friendly feelings when you just wanted Trish."
"Well I didn't, I don't regret that kiss or anything else that's happened between us Amy. And I truly believe that we were meant to get our hearts broken like this so we'd find each other."
Amy rested her hand on his chest, "You know what Chris?"
"What?" He replied, unable to suppress the huge grin on his face.
"I most certainly don't regret this," She told him. His eyes looked confused until she grabbed him by his shirt collar pulling him down towards her so her lips could sweep over his.
But what neither of them knew was that they weren't sharing this moment alone, Trish was watching them and had heard every single word. So what if she didn't want Chris anymore, hearing the truth made her feel like an idiot and Trish Stratus would never be made a fool of. If it was games that Chris and Amy wanted, then it was games they would get. She to couldn't stop herself from smiling as she made her way back to the locker room to find Jay....her mind racing with ways to get even.