Title: Stripped Innocence
Author: Me. E-mail:
Bubblegumpopluva@wmconnect.com
Type: Lets just say more than 5 chapters.
Rating R Spoilers: Ummm I'm taking you back to before Molly won the title.
Characters: Molly Holly, Spike Dudley, Hurricane Helms, Shannon Moore, Edge, Trish Stratus, and Stacey Kiebler. That's about it for now.
Summary: Molly Holly, sweet, innocent, honest kid right? Wrong, follow Molly through her tribulations in the WWE/F from when she first arrived to the latest fabrications.
"Molly?" Chris whispered when he hobbled into the room. It was well past 12 wen he slipped inside the door careful not to wake her. He was bandaged up from his match. He'd somehow pissed of Eric Bishoff and his match as changed from a handicapped match to a TLC handicapped match. He had so many bruises and cuts on him the smell of blood would be on him for days.
"Hmmmm." Molly whimpered in her sleep. He sighed in relief and set their things down. He had no energy left to do anything at the moment much less confront Molly about her actions in the ring earlier in the nigh. He pulled off his shoes and climbed into bed fully clothed in a pair of jeans and a T-shirt.
Molly awoke the next morning to a clear head as she sat up and stretched. A loud rumbling reached her ears and her eyes shot open fully alert. She was mildly surprised to find in the bed next to hers Chris Jericho snoring in his sleep. She laughed when she saw his feet at the top of the bed and his head sticking out of the sheets at the end of it. She turned slightly and let her feet dangle slightly over the side of the bed. Stretching her legs out her morning routine kicked in. Getting out of the bed she found her stuff at the bottom of it. Picking up one of the small duffel bags she opened it and pulled out a pair of black sweat shorts and a red T-shirt. Walking to the bathroom she closed the door and washed up before getting dressed.
The gym was quiet and she finally looked at a clock. Her eyes widened. No wonder no one was there it was 6 in the morning. They had one day off before the next house show on Wednesday. She found a stereo system in the corner of the fairly large facility. Placing the disc inside she smiled as the hard rock music began playing. Starting off with some stretches she found a long narrow spot in the center of the room. Doing a couple of backflips down the long aisle she sighed slightly feeling every muscle in her body humming to life.
"Ok." Molly said to herself jumping on the treadmill starting it. "Time to get to work."
Chris Jericho woke up half of his body on the floor. His back firmly pressed to the ground and his legs hanging off the bed he pulled him self up and looked around. Yawning sleepily that yawn was caught in his throat when he saw Molly's bed empty and the door with the lock holding it ajar. Pulling on his shoes he rushed out of the door to look for her.
"Hey." A deep southern voice stopped Molly in her tracks. "Mind if I have a go with it after you're finished?"
Molly turned around forgetting that the treadmill was going. She smiled at the young blonde her eyes lighting slightly. The moment ended when her legs came out from under her and she landed hard on the treadmill. The machine turned off when there was no movement leaving her embarrassed and sitting on it. She started to stand when he rushed over to disentangle her from the machine. Lifting her easily he let her crush against his white T- shirt. Setting her down on her two feet he removed his hands from her shoulders.
"Are you ok?" Shannon Moore asked her.
"Ah.yeah.just fine!" She squeaked suddenly wishing she hadn't come down to the gym in the first place. And why was she blushing like she'd just met her teen idol?
"Good because I was a bit worried about you there for a second." He said and she gasped slightly looking away. He was having a civil conversation with her. With HER!
"I'm alright no need to worry I am the Women's Champ I look danger in the face and laugh and call for help." She smiled and he cracked a grin.
"Molly!" Chris gasped out of breath rushing into the room. Shannon's eyes hardened into a dark glint and Molly looked back to see Chris with the same deadly expression on his face. The two blondes looked like they could kill each other and Molly vaguely wondered if her standing there would change that.
"Chris.how's your back?" Shannon asked and Molly thought she detected a note of a sarcastic tone.
"It's just fine Shannon by the way how's Jeff he took a real nasty fall last night." Jericho commented snidely. Molly looked from one to the other frantically.
"He's in his room right now and I'm sure he'd love for you to visit." Shannon laughed. "That is if you're not afraid of a "boy" like Jeff. Seemed like you were last night."
"I was preoccupied." Chris growled looking at Molly. "A friend needed me."
"I guess since I'm the new talent from Smackdown to Raw since Randy took the re-instated European Championship belt back to Smackdown with him along with your little Un-American Pals, I'll be seeing more of you.Molly." Shannon smiled at her. She didn't know if it was for her or just to piss Chris off.
"C'mon Molly let's go." Chris said and Molly nodded.
"Was that my Cd you were playing in there?" Chris asked halfway down the hallway.
"Shut up Chris.." Molly laughed. They continued on in silence.
"Molly we need to talk about last night.when you were in the ring.what the hell happened? He asked her as they reached his room.
"Chris I can't talk about that it's best that you just let it be." Molly said.
"But you were fine before you got in the ring what did you do?" Chris asked her again not letting up on her in the least.
"Chris just drop it ok!" Molly yelled glaring back at him. "It's nothing."
"Nothing?" Chris nodded his head. "Nothing isn't what happened last night. You passed out Molly."
"You want to be my friend?" Molly asked him. "You want to know why I act like I do Chris?"
"Yeah I'd really like to know!" Chris yelled.
"I can't tell you and if you really want to be my friend then you'll wait until I can!" Molly shot at him and started to walk out of the room tears glistening and falling down her cheeks.
"Molly.." Chris said plainly. "Please don't leave."
"Then stop interegating me and lets just be friends." Molly said. Chris smiled covering up his determination. He needed to find out what was wrong with her.
"Why don't we go to a movie." Chris suggested.
"Alright I'll go downstairs and get a newspaper to check the times." Molly said grabbing her purse and walking out of the room.
"I'll find out what's going on with you Molly. I just hope that I'll be in time to save you." Chris hung his head. His eyes fell upon her bags. She'd be gone for at least 15 minutes. Just enough time to check for anything.
Author: Me. E-mail:
Bubblegumpopluva@wmconnect.com
Type: Lets just say more than 5 chapters.
Rating R Spoilers: Ummm I'm taking you back to before Molly won the title.
Characters: Molly Holly, Spike Dudley, Hurricane Helms, Shannon Moore, Edge, Trish Stratus, and Stacey Kiebler. That's about it for now.
Summary: Molly Holly, sweet, innocent, honest kid right? Wrong, follow Molly through her tribulations in the WWE/F from when she first arrived to the latest fabrications.
"Molly?" Chris whispered when he hobbled into the room. It was well past 12 wen he slipped inside the door careful not to wake her. He was bandaged up from his match. He'd somehow pissed of Eric Bishoff and his match as changed from a handicapped match to a TLC handicapped match. He had so many bruises and cuts on him the smell of blood would be on him for days.
"Hmmmm." Molly whimpered in her sleep. He sighed in relief and set their things down. He had no energy left to do anything at the moment much less confront Molly about her actions in the ring earlier in the nigh. He pulled off his shoes and climbed into bed fully clothed in a pair of jeans and a T-shirt.
Molly awoke the next morning to a clear head as she sat up and stretched. A loud rumbling reached her ears and her eyes shot open fully alert. She was mildly surprised to find in the bed next to hers Chris Jericho snoring in his sleep. She laughed when she saw his feet at the top of the bed and his head sticking out of the sheets at the end of it. She turned slightly and let her feet dangle slightly over the side of the bed. Stretching her legs out her morning routine kicked in. Getting out of the bed she found her stuff at the bottom of it. Picking up one of the small duffel bags she opened it and pulled out a pair of black sweat shorts and a red T-shirt. Walking to the bathroom she closed the door and washed up before getting dressed.
The gym was quiet and she finally looked at a clock. Her eyes widened. No wonder no one was there it was 6 in the morning. They had one day off before the next house show on Wednesday. She found a stereo system in the corner of the fairly large facility. Placing the disc inside she smiled as the hard rock music began playing. Starting off with some stretches she found a long narrow spot in the center of the room. Doing a couple of backflips down the long aisle she sighed slightly feeling every muscle in her body humming to life.
"Ok." Molly said to herself jumping on the treadmill starting it. "Time to get to work."
Chris Jericho woke up half of his body on the floor. His back firmly pressed to the ground and his legs hanging off the bed he pulled him self up and looked around. Yawning sleepily that yawn was caught in his throat when he saw Molly's bed empty and the door with the lock holding it ajar. Pulling on his shoes he rushed out of the door to look for her.
"Hey." A deep southern voice stopped Molly in her tracks. "Mind if I have a go with it after you're finished?"
Molly turned around forgetting that the treadmill was going. She smiled at the young blonde her eyes lighting slightly. The moment ended when her legs came out from under her and she landed hard on the treadmill. The machine turned off when there was no movement leaving her embarrassed and sitting on it. She started to stand when he rushed over to disentangle her from the machine. Lifting her easily he let her crush against his white T- shirt. Setting her down on her two feet he removed his hands from her shoulders.
"Are you ok?" Shannon Moore asked her.
"Ah.yeah.just fine!" She squeaked suddenly wishing she hadn't come down to the gym in the first place. And why was she blushing like she'd just met her teen idol?
"Good because I was a bit worried about you there for a second." He said and she gasped slightly looking away. He was having a civil conversation with her. With HER!
"I'm alright no need to worry I am the Women's Champ I look danger in the face and laugh and call for help." She smiled and he cracked a grin.
"Molly!" Chris gasped out of breath rushing into the room. Shannon's eyes hardened into a dark glint and Molly looked back to see Chris with the same deadly expression on his face. The two blondes looked like they could kill each other and Molly vaguely wondered if her standing there would change that.
"Chris.how's your back?" Shannon asked and Molly thought she detected a note of a sarcastic tone.
"It's just fine Shannon by the way how's Jeff he took a real nasty fall last night." Jericho commented snidely. Molly looked from one to the other frantically.
"He's in his room right now and I'm sure he'd love for you to visit." Shannon laughed. "That is if you're not afraid of a "boy" like Jeff. Seemed like you were last night."
"I was preoccupied." Chris growled looking at Molly. "A friend needed me."
"I guess since I'm the new talent from Smackdown to Raw since Randy took the re-instated European Championship belt back to Smackdown with him along with your little Un-American Pals, I'll be seeing more of you.Molly." Shannon smiled at her. She didn't know if it was for her or just to piss Chris off.
"C'mon Molly let's go." Chris said and Molly nodded.
"Was that my Cd you were playing in there?" Chris asked halfway down the hallway.
"Shut up Chris.." Molly laughed. They continued on in silence.
"Molly we need to talk about last night.when you were in the ring.what the hell happened? He asked her as they reached his room.
"Chris I can't talk about that it's best that you just let it be." Molly said.
"But you were fine before you got in the ring what did you do?" Chris asked her again not letting up on her in the least.
"Chris just drop it ok!" Molly yelled glaring back at him. "It's nothing."
"Nothing?" Chris nodded his head. "Nothing isn't what happened last night. You passed out Molly."
"You want to be my friend?" Molly asked him. "You want to know why I act like I do Chris?"
"Yeah I'd really like to know!" Chris yelled.
"I can't tell you and if you really want to be my friend then you'll wait until I can!" Molly shot at him and started to walk out of the room tears glistening and falling down her cheeks.
"Molly.." Chris said plainly. "Please don't leave."
"Then stop interegating me and lets just be friends." Molly said. Chris smiled covering up his determination. He needed to find out what was wrong with her.
"Why don't we go to a movie." Chris suggested.
"Alright I'll go downstairs and get a newspaper to check the times." Molly said grabbing her purse and walking out of the room.
"I'll find out what's going on with you Molly. I just hope that I'll be in time to save you." Chris hung his head. His eyes fell upon her bags. She'd be gone for at least 15 minutes. Just enough time to check for anything.