Chapter 14
Hunter watched as Trish ran upstairs. He got angry and followed Stephanie outside. How dare she come here and cause a scene. Always the center of attention, no matter what. He was getting sick and tired of her.
"How can you be so cold?" he asked her.
"Cold? No Hunter I wouldn't say I'm cold. Hot is more like it."
"Hot? Over what?"
"We're not even split one week and she already has her hands all over you."
"Atleast she isn't a whore...."
Stephanie walked over to him and slapped him hard across the face. "I am not a whore."
He touched his cheek with his hand. He couldn't believe she slapped him. "Then what the hell are you? Remember you were cheating on ME. You were jealous because of TRISH, you decided to let this relationship END. Not me Steph. It was all YOU!"
"And I'm glad I did. Your obviously not my type, and never was."
"Get your shit, get out of my yard, away from my house and NEVER come back you hear me?"
"Look who's hot now." She trailed off laughing lifting her suitcase and leaving the premises. "Stupid Jerk"
Hunter walked inside looking for Trish. She must have been upstairs still. God she did not deserve that humiliation from Stephanie. Trish was the total opposite of Steph. Caring, sweet, friendly, and a hundred other things. She must feel like a fool.
"Deb, has Trish come down yet?"
"No Hunter. You might want to check on her."
"Thanks" he ran upstairs and started calling for her. There were too many rooms God knows where she was hiding.
He opened up one of the rooms and closed it just as fast. Kevin was in there with a women. He didn't need to see that shit. He walked over to his office and seen the door cracked with a soft light glowing. She had to be in there. He opened the door slowly and seen her sitting in his chair. She was wrapping the ends of her hair around her fingers.
"Can I come in?" he asked her.
"It's your office."
"But if you need to be alone, I will understand."
"Alone.... don't you hate that word? It makes you feel unwanted. Like no one wants to be near you, or enjoy doing things with you. I sometimes think I'll be alone forever. I sure hope not." She left out a drunken giggle. "I promised my Mother grandkids. Can't get those alone. Unless you go to a sperm bank." She laughed.
Hunter began walking in closer to her. She somehow got a bottle of wine up here. He watched her pour herself a tall glass.
"What about you Hunter? Do you want kids someday? I'm sure your parents would love some more grandchildren."
He sat down, leaning against the wall near his desk and her.
"Of course. My life would be complete then. I think about it a lot actually. Am I going to have a little boy first? Or am I going to be blessed with pigtails and dresses. A lot of men want sons for their first born. Not be though. I want a daughter, a daddy's little girl."
"It's nice to hear you talk like that. Atleast one of us knows what they want in life. Can't say the same for myself. I'm twenty-five years old, single, I hardly go out on dates because all the men who like me only like me for Trish the WWF diva, and hell after Wrestlemania I probably won't even have that to fall back on. I'm so pathetic."
"Listen your not going to loose your job. I have pull with Vince. And after he hears the scene Stephanie caused here tonight he'll be livid. Try not to worry about that. Besides, your also his number one diva. The WWF wouldn't be the same without you."
"Your just saying that Hunter. You just don't want to hurt my feelings. But it's OK I won't get mad, I like honesty." She stood up from the chair and began to stumble. Hunter got up and grabbed her real quick before she fell.
"How do I prove to you that I'm not just saying that? I'm not like that...... Patricia.."
Trish's eyes lit up. He called her by her real name. No one has ever done that before. She felt her knees get weak. Quickly they were becoming Jell-O like. Her heart was racing rapidly, and there he was when she looked up. All six feet-four inches of him.
"You just did."
"Come here you need a hug. It will do you good. Hunter extended his arms for Trish and squeezed her tight. Her head laid on his chest. She can here his heartbeat and how fast it was beating. Hers felt the same way. He loosened the hug and put his finger under her chin, guiding her face to his.
"Your so pretty." He said before moving in and softly kissing her on the lips......
Hunter watched as Trish ran upstairs. He got angry and followed Stephanie outside. How dare she come here and cause a scene. Always the center of attention, no matter what. He was getting sick and tired of her.
"How can you be so cold?" he asked her.
"Cold? No Hunter I wouldn't say I'm cold. Hot is more like it."
"Hot? Over what?"
"We're not even split one week and she already has her hands all over you."
"Atleast she isn't a whore...."
Stephanie walked over to him and slapped him hard across the face. "I am not a whore."
He touched his cheek with his hand. He couldn't believe she slapped him. "Then what the hell are you? Remember you were cheating on ME. You were jealous because of TRISH, you decided to let this relationship END. Not me Steph. It was all YOU!"
"And I'm glad I did. Your obviously not my type, and never was."
"Get your shit, get out of my yard, away from my house and NEVER come back you hear me?"
"Look who's hot now." She trailed off laughing lifting her suitcase and leaving the premises. "Stupid Jerk"
Hunter walked inside looking for Trish. She must have been upstairs still. God she did not deserve that humiliation from Stephanie. Trish was the total opposite of Steph. Caring, sweet, friendly, and a hundred other things. She must feel like a fool.
"Deb, has Trish come down yet?"
"No Hunter. You might want to check on her."
"Thanks" he ran upstairs and started calling for her. There were too many rooms God knows where she was hiding.
He opened up one of the rooms and closed it just as fast. Kevin was in there with a women. He didn't need to see that shit. He walked over to his office and seen the door cracked with a soft light glowing. She had to be in there. He opened the door slowly and seen her sitting in his chair. She was wrapping the ends of her hair around her fingers.
"Can I come in?" he asked her.
"It's your office."
"But if you need to be alone, I will understand."
"Alone.... don't you hate that word? It makes you feel unwanted. Like no one wants to be near you, or enjoy doing things with you. I sometimes think I'll be alone forever. I sure hope not." She left out a drunken giggle. "I promised my Mother grandkids. Can't get those alone. Unless you go to a sperm bank." She laughed.
Hunter began walking in closer to her. She somehow got a bottle of wine up here. He watched her pour herself a tall glass.
"What about you Hunter? Do you want kids someday? I'm sure your parents would love some more grandchildren."
He sat down, leaning against the wall near his desk and her.
"Of course. My life would be complete then. I think about it a lot actually. Am I going to have a little boy first? Or am I going to be blessed with pigtails and dresses. A lot of men want sons for their first born. Not be though. I want a daughter, a daddy's little girl."
"It's nice to hear you talk like that. Atleast one of us knows what they want in life. Can't say the same for myself. I'm twenty-five years old, single, I hardly go out on dates because all the men who like me only like me for Trish the WWF diva, and hell after Wrestlemania I probably won't even have that to fall back on. I'm so pathetic."
"Listen your not going to loose your job. I have pull with Vince. And after he hears the scene Stephanie caused here tonight he'll be livid. Try not to worry about that. Besides, your also his number one diva. The WWF wouldn't be the same without you."
"Your just saying that Hunter. You just don't want to hurt my feelings. But it's OK I won't get mad, I like honesty." She stood up from the chair and began to stumble. Hunter got up and grabbed her real quick before she fell.
"How do I prove to you that I'm not just saying that? I'm not like that...... Patricia.."
Trish's eyes lit up. He called her by her real name. No one has ever done that before. She felt her knees get weak. Quickly they were becoming Jell-O like. Her heart was racing rapidly, and there he was when she looked up. All six feet-four inches of him.
"You just did."
"Come here you need a hug. It will do you good. Hunter extended his arms for Trish and squeezed her tight. Her head laid on his chest. She can here his heartbeat and how fast it was beating. Hers felt the same way. He loosened the hug and put his finger under her chin, guiding her face to his.
"Your so pretty." He said before moving in and softly kissing her on the lips......