Chapter twenty one: Giving up all hope

((Last chapter! It will be very long so beware! Sadie don't cry. There might be a sequel.))

Trish paced back and fourth title on her shoulder wondering what Mr. McMahon had in store for her today. John sat on the couch laughing at her. She turned to him, scrunching up her nose.

"What's with the face?" John asked as he pulled her onto his lap.

"Nothing, just a little scared," Trish replied straddling his lap.

"Why?"

"Because he could have anyone go after my title. Even Mickie and we all know she almost won it at Wrestle Mania,"

"Come on babe, I'll be at ringside so no one can mess with you," John started rubbing her thigh.

"Thanks but I can handle myself," she flashed him a smile.

"Alright but I still will be at your side,"

"Sounds good to me," she brushed her lips against his. "Now I have an idea,"

"Oh really?" He cocked an eyebrow knowing she had some crazy idea.

"Mhmm and I'll be right back," she ran into the bathroom to change.

When she came out she wore a tank top that said Hustle, Loyalty, Respect, black low risers, pump sneakers, and her title around her waste. In her hand was John's black Hustle, Loyalty, Respect shirt, black shorts, pump sneakers, and his title around her waste.

"You want to look like each other again?" He asked taking his stuff.

"Mhmm, it will be fun!" the Canadian blonde replied. John tried to grab his title from her waste but she wouldn't let him. "You have to wait to get this," Trish pointed to his title.

"Fine," he smiled and headed into the bathroom to change

"What do you think?" he asked while walking out of the bathroom.

"Love it, now come here," Trish stood up as he came closer.

"Now give me my belt," John said looking into her brown eyes.

"No," Trish said as he wrapped his arms around her waste.

"Please?" he pouted.

"Um… naw,"

"Your mean," They both smiled at each other. As John was leaning in to kiss her Mr. McMahon came and interrupted them.

"Hope I didn't interrupt anything," he said smiling as they pulled apart. Trish rolled her eyes as John growled.

"What do you need?" Trish asked attitude in her voice.

"Your match is next so it would be best if you would get ready," he continued to smile.

"Thanks now do you mind?" John asked.

"Oh so sorry. See you in the ring!"

Vince left as the two couple got ready. Trish added some makeup and put her hair in a pony tail as John put on his hat and sweatbands.

The two headed out to the ring. The blonde's music played as they walked on the ramp. Greeting the fans and holding their titles up. In the ring they both got on one corner and stood on the second rope holding up the title's as the crowd cheered. As they both grabbed a microphone Vince came out. He got in the ring as the crowd booed him.

"I know everyone is waiting to see who Trish Stratus opponent will be," Vince McMahon started. "She is very beautiful, can be a little ditz and we all love her,"

"Get on with it Vince," Trish said very impatient.

"Someone's a little impatient I see. But I'll wait awhile to see if DX will come out," he smiled and a few seconds went by.

"Now you're just wasting time," John said. "Just bring out the opponent,"

"Fine you win but this will be the only time you will win against me Cena!" he glared at John and went back to a smile. "Now give it up for Torrie Wilson!" her music played as Trish and John were shocked. Torrie came out into the ring having no idea what was happening.

"I can't wrestle my best friend!" the Canadian yelled into the mic.

"Same here," Torrie shouted.

"Have fun!" as he walked up the ramp he added one more thing. "The guest referee will be Lita," she headed out into the ring as well.

"Should we make this fast?" Trish asked them.

"Yes," Torrie agreed.

"Okay I'll throw one punch and cover you up for a three,"

"But what if I want to win?"

"Come on Torrie you know how much this title means to me,"

"So, I want a shot at it,"

"Don't start ruining out relationship right now,"

"I'm not, I want a shot at that title and now I have it. Start the bell Lita," Torrie demanded as Lita did as she was told.

Torrie jumped on Trish punching her a few times while she was on the floor. Next she picked her up by the hair taking it out of the pony tail and whipped her around the ring. Trish couldn't believe Torrie was acting like this. As the Canadian was recovering, Torrie was waiting for her to get up so she could spear her. A few moments later Trish was speared and Tor got a two count.

The blonde gathered her strength and kicked her best friend in the stomach. She grabbed her by the waist and flung her across the ring. Next she pushed her into the turnbuckles ramming into her a few times. She climbed on the second rope and punched her ten times as Lita told her to get off. Trish got off alright bringing Torrie with her. She did a clothesline from hell and got a two count.

Lita looked at the two best friends who glared at each other. Torrie ran as fast as she could and slammed Trish down on the mat. Trish saw her ready to flip off the top rope so she put her knees up which made Torrie go in pain. The Stratus faction was made and Trish won the match. John congratulated her in the ring.

"I'm so sorry Tor, please forgive me?" Trish asked trying to help her up.

"Leave me alone! I don't want to talk to you," Torrie said helping her self up.

"I'm very sorry. You made me mad,"

"You made me mad by saying that you could win like always.

"Just forget it. You didn't have a chance anyways,"

"Thanks so much Trish, now I know how you think of me," she left the ring as Trish stared after her.

"That was a little harsh," Lita said as she held up her hand and the crowd cheered.

"I'm sorry,"

John carried her out of the ring acting like they were going to celebrate so the crowed cheered once again. He laid her on the couch in her locker room. The champ kissed her on the forehead.

"Why does this always happen to me?" Trish asked.

"I don't know and if I did I would be sure to tell you," John said as he let out a chuckle.

"Yeah but Torrie shouldn't have gotten mad. She knew my title meant the world to me," Trish said getting up and taking off her shirt to reveal a red lacy bra.

"But she has always wanted a shot at it and you guys are best friends so it would be best to let her have a chance," John walked over to her and kissed her neck.

"She got mad when I attacked her back. Am I supposed to let her win and not even try?" she lifted his head and stared into his blue eyes.

"No but that's not what she felt,"

"I don't know John," Trish walked into the bathroom. "I'm getting in the shower. If you want to join come on then,"

"Alright!" John quickly jumped in with her.

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Torrie and Stacy were walking down the hall, arms linked together. Randy Orton, Melina, and Nitro were with him. They all stopped so they could talk.

"We need to talk now Orton," Torrie said.

"About what?" Randy asked.

"Us,"

"Okay," he told Melina and Nitro to stay where they were and followed his girlfriend and ex girlfriend.

"We both love you Randy and I don't to have anything to deal with you so I pick a best friend over you so don't try any of your funny business," Stacy said getting what she had to say out of the way.

"Same with me. How could you just cheat on me with my best friend? At least be a man about it and tell me. So what I'm saying is, it's over and I rather have Stacy as a best friend then you as a cheating boyfriend,
Torrie said putting her arm around Stacy's shoulders.

"Wow," was all he could say. "I was drunk that night and thought she was you and if this is what you want then okay, Melina wants to date me and Nitro so I'll go with her. I bet she's better in bed anyways," Randy was about to leave but got slapped in the face twice by Torrie and kicked in the balls once by Stacy.

"Have fun with her then. We don't care," Torrie said kicking him in the balls once.

"That was so much fun!" Stacy said as they walked away.

"I know we have to tell Trish all about it," Torrie said as they ran to their best friend's locker room.

"Should we just walk in?"

"I bet they wouldn't mind,"

"But what if they were having sex,"

"They won't," They entered the room and heard Trish moan from the shower.

"Told you so," Stacy said turning the TV up very loud to echo them out.

A few minutes later they came out and dropped their jaws at the sight of Stacy and Torrie. John grabbed the nearest boxers and ran into the bathroom leaving Trish in her towel. Stacy and Torrie laughed as the Canadian blonde glared and smiled.

After Raw was over everyone helped pay to rent out the penthouse, on the very top of the hotel. Trish, John, Stacy, Torrie, Carlito, Chris masters, Lita, and Edge were having a little party their. Sprawled out on the floor were chips, dip, pop, and candy. A few beers were lying around but that was because of Carlito and Chris. Lita saw the look on Stacy's face and grabbed the girls.

"Why are we in the bedroom bathroom?" Stacy asked seeing how crowded it was with all of them in it.

"Something is wrong with you," Lita said.

"Nothings wrong with me. Just a little tired," the leggy blonde showed a fake yawn.

"Don't tell me it's Randy who's got you all twisted up in a bunch," Trish said.

"Twisted?" Torrie asked confused.

"Heard it off TV," Lita guessed.

"No it's not him. It seems I should just give up on hoping that there is a guy out there for me," Stacy looked down at the tile floors.

"Trust me there is a guy out there. You just need to find him," Lita lifted her head. "I already found mine,"

"You and Edge fight like cats and dogs! Matt Hardy was so much better,"

"Leave the ex's out of it. We don't want a fight now," Trish said.

"Yeah, now let's go party!" Torrie said grabbing them out of the bathroom.

The girls followed and Trish put on some music. "Shake that" played through the speakers. The guys grabbed either their women or just a friend. John tried to kid around by asking Edge to dance but he got disgusted and turned to Lita. For a long time everyone was dancing, eating, and have burping contest which the girls hosted.

A few hours later John and Trish were the only ones awake. Everyone else crashed where they fell.

"What a night," John said as he laid his head in Trish's lap.

"Oh yes," Trish held his hand as he played with it.

"You know I love you,"

"I love you to,"

"Do you ever get mad at me when you remember what I said a while back?"

"Yes, loads of times. I mean you shouldn't have drank end of story,"

"But I wanted to so bad and I missed it,"

"There's some things you have to get rid of if you want to be with me,"

"Your expectations are high though,"

"Haven't had trouble with them yet,"'

"True but there is something you have to do for me,"

"That is?"

"Get pregnant. I want a child,"

"Well I don't at the moment so you can just wait,"

"Please?" he gave her the puppy face.

"No!" she removed his head and went into bed.

"Fine,"

He jumped into bed after her and kissed her forehead. Trish kissed him back and fell asleep in his arms.

In the morning Stacy woke up from a knock on the door. No one else heard because they were all in a deep sleep. She walked over to the door looking to see who it was. There stood on the other side of the door was Randy Orton. He looked rather sad to her. The leggy blonde opened the door and she slipped out. Randy stared at her for a moment and crashed his lips with hers. She quickly pulled apart.

"What are you doing?" Stacy asked surprised.

"I needed to see you," Randy said.

"I told you already. I pick Torrie over you," Stacy said rather loud which woke up someone who went to listen in on the conversation.

"But you love me though,"

"So, Torrie wouldn't stab me in the back like you did,"

"Who cares about her, I'm more important like you said the other night," Stacy slapped him across the face.

"Don't ever mention that night again. You made me stab my own BEST FRIEND in the back,"

"Fine but kiss this Legend Killer goodbye then," Randy gave her the same cocky smile that she fell in love with,"

"Okay, I will," She pulled on his shirt and kissed him passionately. A few minutes later they broke apart.

"How do you feel?" Randy asked after he just kissed her like he never kissed any girl before.

"I rather have you than Torrie anyday!" Stacy jumped on him, straddling his waist and kissed him again.

On the other side of the door a dog loving, curly haired blonde just was shocked. Her rage came out of her and opened the door.

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HAHAHAHHA I LEFT A CLIFF HANGER AT THE VERY END OF THE STORY! I CRACK MYSELF UP. NOW YOU KNOW THERE WILL BE A SEQUEL SO LOOK OUT FOR IT. I'LL LEAVE A CHAPTER UP ABOUT IT SO YOU CAN READ IT AND BLAH BLAH BLAH! REVIEW PLEASE!