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Chapter 25:
Jay's POV
"How's Regan, Jason?"
"She's doing pretty well. I don't see her as much as I used to. Her storyline has her on Smackdown now."
"She's really a sweet girl, Jason. Your father and I really enjoyed meeting her."
"I think she enjoyed meeting you also, in fact I know she did. She told me herself."
"What happened between you two?"
I blushed. This wasn't exactly the kind of thing I usually discussed with my mother. "It just wasn't meant to be, I guess."
"That's a shame."
"Mom,"
"I mean, she's more your type I think."
"And Torrie isn't my type?" The other end was silent. "Mom?"
"I'm sure Torrie is a perfectly nice girl, but she just doesn't seem right for you."
"And Regan does?"
"Maybe." I heard the front door open and slam shut. "Torrie's home now. I'll talk to you later Mom."
"Okay. Tell her I said hello. Oh, and Jason, please tell Regan I said hello also."
"Sure, mom. I love you."
"Love you, too."
"Bye." I hung up the phone and felt two arms wrap around my waist.
"Hello, Baby, I'm back. Who was that on the phone?"
"My mom. She says hi."
"Oh." Torrie unwrapped her arms from around my waist. "It's not like she meant it."
"Of course she did, Honey. What makes you think she wouldn't?"
Torrie plopped down onto one of our kitchen stools and bowed her head. "I think she hates me."
"Oh, Honey." I sat down on the stool next to her and lifted her chin. I looked deeply into her blue eyes. "She does like you. What's not to like?"
Torrie smiled slightly at me. "You think she does?"
I kissed her on the nose. "I know she does."
She wrapped her arms around me again. Her face suddenly lit up. "I got some exciting news!"
"What is it?"
"I got a call from Playboy today and my shoot is next Wednesday! I'm so excited! We'll have so much fun."
"We?"
"Yeah."
"I have.well, I'm a little busy next Wednesday."
Her face fell. "What do you mean?"
"Next Wednesday is Regan's next appointment and I promised I'd help her with get the nursery set up."
"Jay, can't you put it off till the next week or her next appointment? This is really important to me."
"I can't. All the furniture is arriving and her dad is on vacation that week." Torrie's face was beginning to cloud over.
"Jay, I'm sick and tired of always being put second!"
"Torrie."
"I'm going to take a long hot bath. Excuse me." She shoved passed me angrily and marched up the stairs.
Torrie's POV
I turned the water on and watched the tub fill up. I peeled my clothing off and climbed in. He always chose her over me. All ways. One of the happiest days of my life, besides my wedding day, had been whenever my mother had made St. Regan out to be the slut she really was. I smiled remembering the look on her face when my mother had called her a whore and a slut. But of course Mommy Dearest had been there to save St. Regan as always. Was I the only one who saw her for what she really was?
At least I was feeling more comfortable about her around Jay. It seemed to me that she really did like John a lot. This was thanks to me, but of course Regan didn't know that. If she knew that I had given John the nudge he needed, she'd probably drop him like a bad habit. John had liked her, that was obvious, but I help persuade him to ask her out. He had and now Regan was all over him. I felt bad for the guy, really.
Jay was the one I was having trouble trusting. He still loved her, after everything. When it came down to it, he chose her over me each and every time. Would it kill him to cancel on her once to spend time with me? Apparently it would. I had got into his wallet a few days ago to borrow a few dollars for lunch and had pulled out something I had thought was gone forever. The picture of him and Regan he had wept over so many months ago. I would have thought he would have thrown it out or place it in a shoebox out of the way somewhere. But no, it was still in his wallet where he probably looked at it at least once a day.
The water in the tub began to chill and I hopped out and dried off. I love Jay, more than anything, but how much longer could I try to make this joke of a marriage work.
Regan's POV
The show was really getting interesting. The day after Wrestlemania Randy had lost his title to Jay again and HHH had been really angry. He had no room to talk; really, he had lost to Goldberg two straight nights. But anyhow, Bischoff gave Randy the opportunity to become champion. He darn near won to, but HHH came down and cost Randy the match. HHH had knocked Randy down which provoked me. I than got up in HHH face about the whole ordeal. HHH smacked me which angered Batista who hit HHH with a steel chair. This in turn pissed off Flair and Gail, who double-teamed Batista. Basically, Evolution divided that night and the following week we had a match, HHH and Flair with Gail Kim against Randy and Batista with me. Sadly me team lost and we had to leave Raw. The following week on Smackdown, Kurt Angle and Adam (who was finally back after a long recovery) had just defeated Brock Lesner and Big Show in only the millionth time the teams had met up. Evolution music started and I appeared at the top of the ramp with Randy and Batista. Evolution was on Smackdown. I liked it there. I had John, Adam, and Kurt who was a total sweetheart. Then there was Brian Kendrick who if you didn't like, there was something wrong with you. The bad part was that Torrie was there and I missed Shane, Trish, Stacy, Gail, Chris and Amy horribly.
"Okay, it's dry. Are you coming to look?" Jay poked his head into the living room. Yellow paint was encrusted on his face, hands and clothes."
"Is there any on the walls?"
"Ha,ha! Very funny! Of course, now are you coming to see this or not?"
I pried myself of the couch. "Yeah." I climbed up the stairs behind him. He held up his hands suddenly.
"Close your eyes." I closed them and he held his hands over them and led me to the nursery. "Ready?" I nodded. He let go. "What do you think?"
I opened my eyes. "Jay, it looks fantastic!" I hugged him. "Thank you so much!" He began to laugh.
"What's so funny?"
"You have paint on your cheek. Here let me get that." He began to wipe at the paint on my cheek. I wiping be came for of a stroking. I looked in his eyes and he into mine. We just stared at each other for the longest time.
"Regan! Are you home?"
My dad's voice broke the spell. "Upstairs in the nursery!"
He came upstairs and told Jay that some of the furniture I had ordered had just arrived. With the help of Brian, the three men worked together building a crib, dresser, and changing table. I watched them mostly. Something didn't feel right. If I was in love with John, why couldn't I get Jay out of my mind?
A/N: Thanks for reading chapter 25. I probably won't have much time to update coming up soon, but I'll try my best. Thanks for reading and for your reviews!
Chapter 25:
Jay's POV
"How's Regan, Jason?"
"She's doing pretty well. I don't see her as much as I used to. Her storyline has her on Smackdown now."
"She's really a sweet girl, Jason. Your father and I really enjoyed meeting her."
"I think she enjoyed meeting you also, in fact I know she did. She told me herself."
"What happened between you two?"
I blushed. This wasn't exactly the kind of thing I usually discussed with my mother. "It just wasn't meant to be, I guess."
"That's a shame."
"Mom,"
"I mean, she's more your type I think."
"And Torrie isn't my type?" The other end was silent. "Mom?"
"I'm sure Torrie is a perfectly nice girl, but she just doesn't seem right for you."
"And Regan does?"
"Maybe." I heard the front door open and slam shut. "Torrie's home now. I'll talk to you later Mom."
"Okay. Tell her I said hello. Oh, and Jason, please tell Regan I said hello also."
"Sure, mom. I love you."
"Love you, too."
"Bye." I hung up the phone and felt two arms wrap around my waist.
"Hello, Baby, I'm back. Who was that on the phone?"
"My mom. She says hi."
"Oh." Torrie unwrapped her arms from around my waist. "It's not like she meant it."
"Of course she did, Honey. What makes you think she wouldn't?"
Torrie plopped down onto one of our kitchen stools and bowed her head. "I think she hates me."
"Oh, Honey." I sat down on the stool next to her and lifted her chin. I looked deeply into her blue eyes. "She does like you. What's not to like?"
Torrie smiled slightly at me. "You think she does?"
I kissed her on the nose. "I know she does."
She wrapped her arms around me again. Her face suddenly lit up. "I got some exciting news!"
"What is it?"
"I got a call from Playboy today and my shoot is next Wednesday! I'm so excited! We'll have so much fun."
"We?"
"Yeah."
"I have.well, I'm a little busy next Wednesday."
Her face fell. "What do you mean?"
"Next Wednesday is Regan's next appointment and I promised I'd help her with get the nursery set up."
"Jay, can't you put it off till the next week or her next appointment? This is really important to me."
"I can't. All the furniture is arriving and her dad is on vacation that week." Torrie's face was beginning to cloud over.
"Jay, I'm sick and tired of always being put second!"
"Torrie."
"I'm going to take a long hot bath. Excuse me." She shoved passed me angrily and marched up the stairs.
Torrie's POV
I turned the water on and watched the tub fill up. I peeled my clothing off and climbed in. He always chose her over me. All ways. One of the happiest days of my life, besides my wedding day, had been whenever my mother had made St. Regan out to be the slut she really was. I smiled remembering the look on her face when my mother had called her a whore and a slut. But of course Mommy Dearest had been there to save St. Regan as always. Was I the only one who saw her for what she really was?
At least I was feeling more comfortable about her around Jay. It seemed to me that she really did like John a lot. This was thanks to me, but of course Regan didn't know that. If she knew that I had given John the nudge he needed, she'd probably drop him like a bad habit. John had liked her, that was obvious, but I help persuade him to ask her out. He had and now Regan was all over him. I felt bad for the guy, really.
Jay was the one I was having trouble trusting. He still loved her, after everything. When it came down to it, he chose her over me each and every time. Would it kill him to cancel on her once to spend time with me? Apparently it would. I had got into his wallet a few days ago to borrow a few dollars for lunch and had pulled out something I had thought was gone forever. The picture of him and Regan he had wept over so many months ago. I would have thought he would have thrown it out or place it in a shoebox out of the way somewhere. But no, it was still in his wallet where he probably looked at it at least once a day.
The water in the tub began to chill and I hopped out and dried off. I love Jay, more than anything, but how much longer could I try to make this joke of a marriage work.
Regan's POV
The show was really getting interesting. The day after Wrestlemania Randy had lost his title to Jay again and HHH had been really angry. He had no room to talk; really, he had lost to Goldberg two straight nights. But anyhow, Bischoff gave Randy the opportunity to become champion. He darn near won to, but HHH came down and cost Randy the match. HHH had knocked Randy down which provoked me. I than got up in HHH face about the whole ordeal. HHH smacked me which angered Batista who hit HHH with a steel chair. This in turn pissed off Flair and Gail, who double-teamed Batista. Basically, Evolution divided that night and the following week we had a match, HHH and Flair with Gail Kim against Randy and Batista with me. Sadly me team lost and we had to leave Raw. The following week on Smackdown, Kurt Angle and Adam (who was finally back after a long recovery) had just defeated Brock Lesner and Big Show in only the millionth time the teams had met up. Evolution music started and I appeared at the top of the ramp with Randy and Batista. Evolution was on Smackdown. I liked it there. I had John, Adam, and Kurt who was a total sweetheart. Then there was Brian Kendrick who if you didn't like, there was something wrong with you. The bad part was that Torrie was there and I missed Shane, Trish, Stacy, Gail, Chris and Amy horribly.
"Okay, it's dry. Are you coming to look?" Jay poked his head into the living room. Yellow paint was encrusted on his face, hands and clothes."
"Is there any on the walls?"
"Ha,ha! Very funny! Of course, now are you coming to see this or not?"
I pried myself of the couch. "Yeah." I climbed up the stairs behind him. He held up his hands suddenly.
"Close your eyes." I closed them and he held his hands over them and led me to the nursery. "Ready?" I nodded. He let go. "What do you think?"
I opened my eyes. "Jay, it looks fantastic!" I hugged him. "Thank you so much!" He began to laugh.
"What's so funny?"
"You have paint on your cheek. Here let me get that." He began to wipe at the paint on my cheek. I wiping be came for of a stroking. I looked in his eyes and he into mine. We just stared at each other for the longest time.
"Regan! Are you home?"
My dad's voice broke the spell. "Upstairs in the nursery!"
He came upstairs and told Jay that some of the furniture I had ordered had just arrived. With the help of Brian, the three men worked together building a crib, dresser, and changing table. I watched them mostly. Something didn't feel right. If I was in love with John, why couldn't I get Jay out of my mind?
A/N: Thanks for reading chapter 25. I probably won't have much time to update coming up soon, but I'll try my best. Thanks for reading and for your reviews!