Bittersweet

Chapter 37

Author's Note: I apologise for the long update! I kept meaning to update but never got round to it! That aside I have worked out (finally) how many chapters I have left to write. After this one there will be 6 more.

I want to thank you for continuing to review and big thanks to Yovillelova for her song suggestion. If anyone else has anything please PM me or add it in the review.

This has nothing to do with this story but when John Cena used his old orange and blue attire me and my sister called him the "Irn Bru Man" because he basically resembled a Irn Bru can.

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"Are you sure this looks okay?" Trish bit her lip as she looked at herself for what felt like the billionth time in the mirror. "Maybe my hair should be tied back?" She turned to Maria. "This blusher doesn't make me look like a drag queen does it?" She asked worriedly.

Maria giggled and slung her arm around her friend. "You look amazing!"

Ashley who was standing at her other side grinned. "She's right, you look great!"

Trish turned to her other friends who were all sitting on the large bed in the hotel room. "They're right." Amy said.

Trish turned back to the mirror. I'm just overreacting! Her hair was wavy and hung loose and her make up was minimal, just enough to highlight her features.

"What time did you say you had to meet Chris and the others again?" Melina asked.

"At 7.30, so I guess I should think about going." Trish replied as she turned away from the mirrror. "I'm so nervous!" She admited letting out a shaky breath.

Amy rolled her eyes and chuckled as she got up from the bed. She handed her a small black silk bag.

"While Ria and Ash were making sure you looked amazing, we took the liberty of packing your bag."

Trish smiled her thanks and then opened it to check everything was there. "Key, phone...wait, what is that...AMY!" Trish shrieked at her friend when she discovered that Amy had planted a condom in there.

"What? What did she..." Alana came over and looked in. Her eyes widened and she looked at Amy. "Oh you dirty bitch!"

"What!" Amy protested holding up her hands. "I only put in there so that if Jeff or Beth had the off chance in seeing it then you could make Jeff jealous by pretending you and Chris were...you know!"

Trish looked at her red headed friend who was now blushing as all eyes were now on her.

"So you can put a condom in my bag but you can't say the word sex?" Trish teased with a smirk as she shut the bag.

"You gotta admit, that's a good idea." Melina said. "I know Chris and I haven't exactly...but still you know what I mean."

Trish smiled at Melina. "Trust me, you guys will do it soon. The wedding is almost here and once this is over it will be worth it."

The sound of the door knocking cut them off. "Did someone order something?" Maria asked puzzled as she wandered over to the door.

She opened it to do reveal Chris who grinned at her. "Hey Ria, is Trish in?"

Maria stepped aside and beamed back at him. "She's ready to go."

Chris was wearing a black shirt with black pants and a black leather jacket. His short hair was neatly styled. Melina's breath caught in her throat when she saw him he looked amazing but her heart sank when she realised he wasn't here for her.

"Wow, you scrub up well!" Amy joked which earned her the finger.

"You look great Trish, you'll really pull one over on Beth." Chris told her as she joined him at the door.

"Thanks, um Chris who are you sharing with tonight?" Trish asked as she suddenly had an idea.

"Um, Phil...why?" Chris asked confused.

"Well, I booked this room for myself but I thought seen as you and Melina haven't had much time together you would wanna crash here with her." Trish asked nonchalontly.

Melina's eyes widened. Oh. . Am I ready for crashing? Not that I haven't dreamt about Chris' s hot, muscular...stop it! "I wouldn't mind." She spoke up, surprising herself and blushing as everyone looked in her direction.

"Really?" Chris smiled slightly.

"No, I wouldn't, I've missed you." She admitted with a smile.

"I missed you too." Chris replied taking a step closer.

"Okay!" Amy interjected. "As much as I don't wanna stop this little love in, haven't you two (she pointed to Chris and Trish) gotta be somewhere...like now?"

Chris looked at Trish. "She's right, we're running late and if I know Beth she'll have made reservations." Trish replied.

"I'll text you and let you know about sleeping arrangements." Amy said to Trish as she ushered the two out of the door.

"Good luck!" Maria cheerfully called.

"Knock that bitch dead...not literally!" Ashley yelled.

"Don't eat spagetti, if you can help it! Trust me not a good idea!" Alana shouted before the door closed behind them.

"Spagetti?" Maria was confused.

"Slurping is not attractive...plus you can stain your dress!" Alana explained.

Amy rejoined them over on the bed.

"Guys, am I doing the right thing, later tonight?" Melina asked quietly.

"Of course you are! Girl you haven't had action in months!" Ashley playfully elbowed her.

"Gee, thanks Ash!" Melina grumbled.

Alana chuckled and patted her friend's hand. "She means you deserve some fun."

"Whose Trish gonna share with? It can't be with you." Maria pointed at Amy.

"Why not?" Amy frowned.

"Duh! You're sharing with Matt whose room happens to be on the same floor as Jeff!" Maria shook her head at her friend.

"She could crash in my room." Melina replied. "I was sharing with Ashley so there's a bed free."

"Oh yeah, so there is." Ashley giggled. "God! Blonde moment!"

"Thanks guys." Melina grinned. "Now I just have another problem..." Her friends frowned at her. "What the hell am I gonna wear?"

"Did you text them the right time?" Beth whined at Jeff who was slowly losing his patience.

God give me strength. "Yes, I told them be here for 7.30, its just left 7.35. We'll be fine!" Jeff said in what he hoped was a calm tone.

He was dressed in a dark blue dress shirt, black pants and a black jacket. Beth was dolled up to the nines – after all, this was LA and they were going to The Ivy – she wore a one shoulder cream sculptural frills dress with her black signauture Christian Louboutins. She had a cream Chanel clutch in her right hand which was slowly getting crushed as she was getting tired of waiting.

"Honestly! You text people with a time and-" Beth angrily began but was interrupted by the elevator door's opening and Trish and Chris walking towards them.

Jeff couldn't help but stare, Trish looked breathtaking in that dress. It complemented her figure greatly.

Beth was fuming inside! There is no way in Hell she's gonna distract attention from me!

"Patricia! Christopher! We were beginng to think you deserted us." Beth slapped on a smile and greeted them sweetly.

Jeff just looked at his fiancee and didn't say anything.

"Sorry, I guess we got a little distracted..." Trish giggled as she looked at Chris who chuckled and pulled her closer to him.

"What can I say? She's a beautiful girl." Chris replied beaming down at her.

"Stop it!" Trish playfully slapped his arm

Oh pass me a fucking bucket. Jeff bitterly thought.

"Isn't that sweet!" Beth gushed looking at Jeff who falsely smiled at his fiancee then at his friends.

"Yeah, too sweet." He put his arm round his wife to be and his tone was lost on her but not on the other two.

"Shall we?" Chris asked keeping his cool.

Trish was glad he spoke up her nerves were kicking in. Jeff's tone made it seem as if he doubted them.

"I had a car arranged to pick us up, dinner is at 8pm. I hear Brad and Angelina are supposed to be there!" Beth said excitedly as the four made their way to the car.

"Really...wow...that's exciting." Trish stammered.

Chris tightened his hold on her and pulled her close again – so it looked like he was whispering in case Beth or Jeff turned around- "Relax...we'll be fine, they are none the wiser."

Later that night, they made it to the restaurant. They had been seated for about an hour and were getting ready for their main courses. Trish was opposite Jeff and Beth was opposite Chris.

"So, tell me again, when exactly did you two decide to hit it off?" Beth asked as she poured herself a glass of Champagne.

Trish looked at Chris. "Well it was kinda a spur of the moment thing..." Trish began trying to play it down.

"You know, I would love to hear how it happened again." Jeff began with a sly smile.

Trish wanted to kick him but stopped because that would get her nowhere plus she couldn't stay mad at him, he was only jealous.

"Well, I was playing poker with the guys and Trish came to talk to me..." Chris began as he looked at Trish as if to say 'I'll help you out if you help me.'

"Oh yeah!" Trish could have kissed him. "I remember now!" She chuckled and turned to Jeff and Beth. "I actually came rushing in...Jeff you were there weren't you?" Trish pretended to think.

Beth turned to her finace and narrowed her eyes at him. "Honey! I didn't realise you were there..."

"He was but Trish actually asked me to leave the guys table and talk to her alone." Chris cut in before taking a drink.

Beth's attention was turned and Jeff caught Chris's eye. He mouthed "Thanks" at him. Although he was jealous he did bail him out.

"Oh really?" Beth's eyes widened. "Did you plan on having you're way with him?" She asked slyly emphasing what she thought Trish was like.

Oh, you'd like me to say that wouldn't you. "I wish!" Trish giggled and gently squeezed Chris's hand. "No I wanted to be alone so I could ask him out, I was so nervous!"

"It was adorable." Chris replied.

"Honey! Stop!" Trish interjected.

Jeff rolled his eyes while Beth took it all in. "Awww you two are the cutest couple ever...aren't they baby?" She turned to Jeff.

"They're the cutest" Jeff said in a false tone.

"Well, we have our moments but I suppose everyone's the same." Trish replied trying to play down the cutesy act.

"Yeah.." Chris cleared his throat and Trish inwardly grimaced as he leaned back and slung his arm around her chair, he made his voice sound a bit more manly. "It's what us new couples do..."

"Uh huh." Jeff replied with a frown as their food was set out in front of them.

Jeff and Chris had ordered Steak while Beth ordered salmon with a light salad. Trish had ordered the same as the guys.

Beth's nose crinkled in disgust when she saw Trish was about to eat her food. "I don't know how you can eat that!"

Easy, put it in my mouth and chew. "Well I gotta keep my strength up." Trish replied sweetly. "Being a wrestler an all...plus I gotta keep my stamina up for later tonight." Trish finished causally.

Chris who had been taking a drink snorted into it. "Awww baby don't be embarrased! It's not your fault you keep me satisfied." Trish cooed taking his glass from him and handing him a napkin.

Oh that lying blonde bitch! Jeff grinned slightly so that was how she was going to play things now.

"I know what you mean..." Beth cast a sly glance at Jeff which put Chris off his dinner. How he can jump that bag of bones is beyond me.

Trish just smiled and carried on eating. Beth then brought up conversation about Chris and his career which caused those two to talk.

Jeff was busy eating and Trish seized this as her chance. She uncrossed her legs and causally brought her left leg up and closer to Jeff's.

It's now or never. Remember Trish, nice and slow... She brushed her foot up his leg stopping just above his knee.

Jeff's eyes widened and he choked on his dinner. Coughing and spluttering into a napkin he looked at Trish who smirked at him.

"Jeffrey! You're not a cow!" Beth reprimanded him.

"You okay man?" Chris asked frowning.

"Yeah." Jeff had managed to clear his throat. He looked in their direction but his eyes were fixed on Trish. "Just went down the wrong way." He lied.

"Don't you just hate that when it happens?" Trish asked pleasently.

Jeff scowled at her before they continued to eat.

"We should do that again sometime! It was great." Beth said as they made their way out of the restaurant. The night had been eventful and so far a success. Beth was completely fooled and although Jeff had his suspicions he had no evidence to prove the two were not a couple.

Trish who walked beside Chris just smiled. "You know what our schedules are like."

Beth giggled. "I know! Hey, maybe the next time we do this, we'll be married!" Beth turned to Jeff who grinned at her.

"Maybe we will." He replied then kissed her softly on the lips.

Trish felt as if she had been punched on the stomach as she watched their embrace. Chris reached out and gently squeezed her hand. She looked up at him and he smiled reasuringly at her.

"Jeff!" Beth playfully scolded as they pulled away. She grinned at the others. "Sorry about him."

"Don't be." Trish replied a false smile etched on her face. "Who wouldn't be happy about being kissed by a great guy." Trish replied truthfully which made Jeff feel guilty for how he acted.

"You know we should get going...it's getting late." Chris steered the conversation away.

"Yeah, Chris is right." Jeff followed suit.

"Do you want a lift back?" Beth asked as she cuddled close to Jeff.

Hell to the fucking No! "No, it's cool, we don't wanna put you out, we'll catch a cab." Chris replied which caused Trish to look at him.

"Yeah, Chris is right, I mean you booked the table and gave us a lift here...it means you get some alone time

before the hectic schedule." Trish carried out Chris's idea.

"Oh there's a cab coming!" Beth beamed as the taxi approached.

Trish stepped forward and raised her hand so the driver would stop.

"Thanks again for the great night." Trish enthused.

"Anytime Patricia!" Beth replied with a wave.

Chris and Trish waved goodbye as they climbed into the cab. Jeff and Trish got into their car and made their way back.

Chris got in and shut the door. He gave the driver directions and sat back as they took off. Trish remained slient beside him.

He slowly snaked his arm around her and pulled her close. "You know if you wanna cry, let it out. I'll even let you use my jacket as a hankie." He softly told her.

That was all it took for Trish to bury her head in his shoulder and sob her heart out. He wrapped his other arm around her and stroked her hair.

The driver looked at them with a raised brow through the mirror.

"She'll be fine...hormones are going haywire..." Chris replied breezily.

"Now you're sure you'll be okay?" Chris gently asked as he walked Trish to Ashley's room. She sniffed and nodded.

They had gotten a text from Amy during dinner. Trish lied saying it was her mom texting about her aunt that had a nasty fall and broken a hip. Chris had also text Phil telling him he was bunking with Melina.

"That hip story was quite special...tell me will Aunt Isabelle ever walk again?"

Trish laughed feeling better slightly. "Hoepfully...I'm sorry I got upset like that Chris."

Chris shook his head. "Nah, it's cool. I can understand why you'd get like that. It can't be easy seeing the man you love draped over someone else. Even I can see that he shouldn't be with her."

Trish smiled at him. "You're a great guy Chris. Mel is so lucky to have you and I feel horrible keeping you from her." She replied honestly.

"Trish, you're my friend and I know you mean well, me and Melina both do! Besides the whole sneaking around thing his kinda fun." Chris admitted as they were now nearing Ashley's room.

"Well this is my door...well it's not mine's personally...its the hotel's...you know what I mean." Trish babbled running a hand down her face. God I'm such an idiot sometimes!

Chris laughed at her. "See that's the Trish I know! Always making people laugh, do you want me to come and tuck you in?" He asked in a baby voice.

She rolled her eyes and shoved him. "As if!"

"After letting you snot all over me, this is the thanks I get?" Chris asked in mock disbelief.

Trish smiled at him. "Thank you for that and I hope you have a good night tonight."

Chris beamed at her. "Thank you for that, you didn't have to."

Trish smiled as she opened the door. Ashley was asleep, her iPod still blasting in her ears. " I know but I wanted to...looks like I'll be fine after all."

Chris hugged her and bid her goodnight before the door clicked shut behind her. His cell beeped and he pulled it out and grinned at the text he receieved: I'm ready...if you are x

Melina sat nervously on the edge of the bed. What if he's not coming? She looked at her phone, no reply.

She got up and anxiosuly paced the room. Her hair was neatly curled and she wore a pink satin plunge bra and matching brief with stockings.

What if I look ridiciulous! Oh God. Oh God. Knocking at the door cut her off.

Chris grinned as he knocked on the door. His jacket was off and draped over his left arm. He had already unbuttoned 2 buttons from his shirt.

He smiled wider when he heard her footsteps padding closer to the door.

Candice hummed to herself as she made her way back to her hotel room from the lobby. She had just informed the receptionist that she required mineral water and fresh fruit to be delivered to her room in the morning.

She frowned when she spotted Chris ahead of her. She quickly rushed over to a side corridor and hid there

so she could still watch him.

What is he doing here? Last I heard Stratus was a floor down from here. She pulled out her cell and quickly got her camera ready.

I'll need proof if this is gonna be big... Her eyes widened as the door opened and Chris reached out and pulled a scantliy clad Melina next to him.

"Chris!" Melina's eyes widened. "Are you crazy, someone might see us!" She frantically looked around but he brought a finger to her lips.

"Relax, no-one followed me and this hallway is deserted, I've been waiting to do this for a long time..." He stopped himself by crashing his lips to hers. She moaned and responded equally as passionate.

Oh. My. God! Candice frantically snapped a picture of their passionate clinch before Melina giggled and hauled him into her room.

She saved the picture and snapped her phone shut as she casually came out from her hiding place and quickly and quietly made her way down to her room.

Trish's boyfriend and her best friend! It was the stuff gossip magazines were full off but never had she seen anyone in that group betray each other like that!

Well, they say RAW is WAR don't they? Oh this Monday the show is gonna live up to its name sake! Candice giggled as she slid into her room and the door clicked shut behind her.

A.N. Candice knows! I hope that was good and I will try and post Chapter 38 soon!

xXxArwenxXx