Author's Note: This story used to be called "Is this real?" but I've decided to rename it to One Last Breath. This story is going to be a big one. Not a short one like most stories. Not many people have reviewed, only one, and I'm grateful for that person to do so. Some of you may be reading this but not review which is why I still post. I would really be more grateful if you could review. I don't mean to sound mean or anything, I just like to hear what people think. This story is not really about romance, its more about a girl trying to make a name of herself. Yet again, I'd really appreciate it if you could review. Thanks for your time. Now, here is Chapter 5.
One Last Breath
Chapter 5: Change in plans
"Let's go, Chris!" I yelled, cheering him on. Before we walked down the ramp, Shane told me that after the match things were to change and I was supposed to turn Jericho around into a good guy. I still didn't know what I would do. I would eye Jeff every once in awhile. I wanted to cheer him on, but I couldn't. Then, the idea came to me. Right when Chris threw Jeff off the ladder and got the bag, I ran in. Chris held out his arms to hug me, but I ran past him and helped Jeff up. He pushed me away, but I still helped him. He was exhausted, tired, and could barely stand up. Finally, he let me help him to his feet. Chris walked by and asked what I was doing. I took the mic from him.
"Chris, you put up one hell of a match, that's for sure, and I'm really proud of you. But Jeff did too. To me, you both are equally alike. Most people may not see it, but I do. Shake hands for a great effort." Chris gave me a doubtful look, along with Jeff. Jeff held out his hand. Chris took it, and raised his arm in victory.
"My god, is this a new Y2J we will be seeing, King?" JR asked.
"I hope not, JR. I really hope not." King replied. Raw came to a close and Chris and I helped Jeff to the back locker rooms. Shane ran up to me and said I did a tremendous job of thinking something up.
"So that's why you made us shake hands." Chris said. I nodded.
"He said you were supposed to turn into a good guy, so I thought since Jeff is an all time good guy and one of my favorite wrestlers like you, why not be friends?"
Jeff put up a thumbs up before collapsing onto the AID table.
"Jeff...Jeff...Jeff...when will you ever learn?" A girl walked in. Immediately, I knew who it was.
"Lita, this is T, T, this is Lita." Jeff mumbled.
"It's nice to meet you, T. I've seen you on, you have great potential."
"Thanks, Lita. I really hope to work with you when you recover. You're an awesome wrestler."
"I'll be sure to ask Vince about it." She smiled. There was a knock on the door, it was Stephanie McMahon.
"You guys can't hang around in here. Jeff needs some medical treatment. Tricia and Chris, I need to talk to you guys in the hall. Lita, you can stay here for awhile with Jeff." Chris and I glanced at each other and then left.
"Jake has decided to switch to Smackdown!" Stephanie said. No way. We agreed to do this together. "So there was a change in plans. T, since Trish is your trainer, you'll be staying with her and Lita in the hotel rooms."
"Why is Jake going to Smackdown!?" I asked. I didn't want him to.
"He said he thought it was for the best. So tonight, we'll be making up plans. Tomorrow, you won't be going to the tour there. You are going to have to travel with Eric and everyone. Shane will be here to help you out. And of course, you have everyone here to help. Chris, I would like for you to help guide her until she gets the use of things."
"Ok." He replied.
"Here's my cell number if you need anything. I'll see you at Armageddon." She winked at Chris and I and left.
I walked in the hotel room Jake and I were sharing when Jake was reading his book. "She dies at the end." I replied, spoiling the ending.
He closed his book. "Thanks a lot."
"What's your problem?"
"What are you talking about? I don't have one, maybe you do. You're the one that came in here all mad." He said, taking his reading glasses off.
"You know what? Your right, I do. Why are going to Smackdown!?" I asked, taking off my shoes and sat on my bed.
"Because I think it's for the best. That way, we will both be in the spotlight."
"And who said we wouldn't be?"
"You're not even in wrestling yet and you are already famous. I'm just known as the 'other' champ. You're the champ."
"So your saying your jealous."
"No thats not it. I'm proud of you. But you have to understand...I just think it will be better. If you want me to, I can still continue to RAW. But to be honest, I would really like to work with Rey Mysterio."
"Yeah, I get it. It's fine. Besides, Stephanie has gotten things worked out. I guess we'll only see each other once a month." I said.
"Wrong. We'll see each other more then that. I promise." And with that being said, he shut off the light.
One Last Breath
Chapter 5: Change in plans
"Let's go, Chris!" I yelled, cheering him on. Before we walked down the ramp, Shane told me that after the match things were to change and I was supposed to turn Jericho around into a good guy. I still didn't know what I would do. I would eye Jeff every once in awhile. I wanted to cheer him on, but I couldn't. Then, the idea came to me. Right when Chris threw Jeff off the ladder and got the bag, I ran in. Chris held out his arms to hug me, but I ran past him and helped Jeff up. He pushed me away, but I still helped him. He was exhausted, tired, and could barely stand up. Finally, he let me help him to his feet. Chris walked by and asked what I was doing. I took the mic from him.
"Chris, you put up one hell of a match, that's for sure, and I'm really proud of you. But Jeff did too. To me, you both are equally alike. Most people may not see it, but I do. Shake hands for a great effort." Chris gave me a doubtful look, along with Jeff. Jeff held out his hand. Chris took it, and raised his arm in victory.
"My god, is this a new Y2J we will be seeing, King?" JR asked.
"I hope not, JR. I really hope not." King replied. Raw came to a close and Chris and I helped Jeff to the back locker rooms. Shane ran up to me and said I did a tremendous job of thinking something up.
"So that's why you made us shake hands." Chris said. I nodded.
"He said you were supposed to turn into a good guy, so I thought since Jeff is an all time good guy and one of my favorite wrestlers like you, why not be friends?"
Jeff put up a thumbs up before collapsing onto the AID table.
"Jeff...Jeff...Jeff...when will you ever learn?" A girl walked in. Immediately, I knew who it was.
"Lita, this is T, T, this is Lita." Jeff mumbled.
"It's nice to meet you, T. I've seen you on, you have great potential."
"Thanks, Lita. I really hope to work with you when you recover. You're an awesome wrestler."
"I'll be sure to ask Vince about it." She smiled. There was a knock on the door, it was Stephanie McMahon.
"You guys can't hang around in here. Jeff needs some medical treatment. Tricia and Chris, I need to talk to you guys in the hall. Lita, you can stay here for awhile with Jeff." Chris and I glanced at each other and then left.
"Jake has decided to switch to Smackdown!" Stephanie said. No way. We agreed to do this together. "So there was a change in plans. T, since Trish is your trainer, you'll be staying with her and Lita in the hotel rooms."
"Why is Jake going to Smackdown!?" I asked. I didn't want him to.
"He said he thought it was for the best. So tonight, we'll be making up plans. Tomorrow, you won't be going to the tour there. You are going to have to travel with Eric and everyone. Shane will be here to help you out. And of course, you have everyone here to help. Chris, I would like for you to help guide her until she gets the use of things."
"Ok." He replied.
"Here's my cell number if you need anything. I'll see you at Armageddon." She winked at Chris and I and left.
I walked in the hotel room Jake and I were sharing when Jake was reading his book. "She dies at the end." I replied, spoiling the ending.
He closed his book. "Thanks a lot."
"What's your problem?"
"What are you talking about? I don't have one, maybe you do. You're the one that came in here all mad." He said, taking his reading glasses off.
"You know what? Your right, I do. Why are going to Smackdown!?" I asked, taking off my shoes and sat on my bed.
"Because I think it's for the best. That way, we will both be in the spotlight."
"And who said we wouldn't be?"
"You're not even in wrestling yet and you are already famous. I'm just known as the 'other' champ. You're the champ."
"So your saying your jealous."
"No thats not it. I'm proud of you. But you have to understand...I just think it will be better. If you want me to, I can still continue to RAW. But to be honest, I would really like to work with Rey Mysterio."
"Yeah, I get it. It's fine. Besides, Stephanie has gotten things worked out. I guess we'll only see each other once a month." I said.
"Wrong. We'll see each other more then that. I promise." And with that being said, he shut off the light.