What's up everybody? I'm sorry I didn't update sooner, but life's kept me busy. I'll be able to write more now that everything has calmed down.
Author's Note: I own nothing. The WWE owns the characters and the people own themselves. I am not making any money off of this. Please read and review; reviews inspire me to keep going.
So, without further introduction, here's chapter four!
"Shannon, your turn," Jay said.
"Right, has everybody gone already?"
Everybody paused to take a look around the room, before arriving at the conclusion that each person had taken his or her turn. They all nodded their heads.
"Cool," Shannon said. "Okay then, Adam, truth or dare?"
"Truth," Adam replied, shifting around in his seat, still uncomfortable from the results of the dare he had taken earlier in the evening.
"Good," Shannon thought to himself. "He said exactly what I hoped he would."
"So, Adam," he began. "Did you enjoy that kiss you shared with Trish?" he asked, tilting his head slightly to one side.
"What, Adam was one of the three guys?" Trish asked. "Which one was he? One, two, or three?"
"Yes," Shannon said. Upon seeing Trish's state of confusion he added, "It doesn't matter, that's not the point here."
Adam decided to go ahead and answer the question before Trish killed Shannon...or him...or both. "Well, yeah, I did," he said.
It took everyone a moment to realize that he was answering his truth question. The interruption had distracted them all a bit.
Trish was desperate with a need to know which person she kissed was Adam. She wasn't entirely sure WHY she wanted to know; she simply wanted to know. In one part of her mind, a part that was hidden even from herself, she was hoping that he was third...
"Jay, truth or dare," he said, hoping for some retribution for what had gone on earlier in the game.
"Dare," Jay replied.
Adam raised his eyebrows; he had been expecting Jay to pick truth. He'd have to think of something good.
Jay immediately regretted his decision as soon as the words came out of his mouth. How stupid could he be? Adam was obviously looking for revenge, and now, here he was, setting himself up for his own downfall. Okay, that was dramatizing it a bit, but still...
Adam thought back to the earlier parts of the game. They almost seemed like forever ago. Thinking about the previous truths and dares gave Adam some sudden inspiration.
"I dare you to sing a Britney Spears song from start to finish, while stripping," he said. "Thanks for the song idea Jeff,"
"Any time," Jeff said, amused. He didn't really want, or need, to see Jay strip off his clothes, but anytime somebody was humiliating themselves, Jeff was there. It was a refreshing break from the one who was being humiliated. Why he did all of the stupid stuff he did, Jeff had no idea.
"You couldn't make me do that," Jay protested.
Everybody in the room gave him a look that quite clearly said, 'yes he can' Jay sighed. "All right, but I don't know the words..."
"You know them well enough," Matt said. "Besides, if you get stuck, Jeff can always help you out. He knew every word. How did you manage that, Jeff?"
"Oh, come on, her songs play on the radio all the time," Jeff argued.
"Yep, sure Jeff," Amy said.
"We're getting off the subject," Adam pointed out. "Just do it Jay."
"Easy for you to say."
Jay then slowly pulled himself to his feet. "Boy am I ever going to regret this," he thought to himself.
With a sigh, he started belting out the words to 'Hit Me Baby One More Time'. After only three words, the entire room was in hysterics. Jay's not-so-loud (and not-so-great) singing was completely drowned out by laughter.
"Hey, don't forget the second part of the dare," someone said, but who it was Jay couldn't figure out.
"Whoever it is, I'll kill later," he thought.
Jay, deciding to simply get everything over with, started peeling off his articles of clothing. As he continued the song, stumbling with the words every now and then, he began to get into it a little. He started to move a little bit, taking advantage of the song's rhythm, still taking off his clothes in the process.
When Jay had gotten down to his boxers, Paul called out, "Stop! My eyes can't take anymore!" This renewed all of the laughter, as everyone could see that while Paul was pretty much serious, he still said it with a smile on his face.
"Wasn't my idea," he said, not protesting the stopping of this event. "Anyways, it's my turn now. Trish, truth or dare?"
"Hmmm," she said, pondering the options. "I think I'll go with dare."
"All right then," Jay said. "I dare you to take off all of your clothes and masturbate."
"What!?" yelled several people at the same time.
"Jay!" Amy said, scolding him with her eyes.
"No, it's fine", Trish said. "Trish, you don't really have to..." Amy started, but Trish cut her off.
"No, really, it's fine."
"Well you heard the lady," Jay said, surprised beyond belief. He was JOKING. Oh well, this would be interesting...
Trish honestly didn't care. She knew these people and was comfortable enough with herself to carry it out. Besides, everybody seemed to be relating their questions and dares to sex, and as much as she would deny it, it was beginning to turn her on... This would be a good way to get at least SOME of that sexual energy out.
She slowly pulled her shirt over her head, subconsciously making mental notes of the way Adam was reacting. The reached around her back and unclasped the hook of her bra, then shrugging her way out of it as it fell to the floor.
Trish was naked from the waist up, and Adam was LOVING it. The only thing bad about the situation was that everybody else was watching her. Sometime throughout the course of the night, Adam had come to realize that he wanted Trish more than anything, and he wanted her for himself. He desperately wanted to just tell Trish exactly what he had come to terms with. But he would think about that later. He was a bit distracted by Trish's hand, which was slowly creeping the button of her jeans...
Okay, the end, for now. Sorry to leave you with a slight cliffhanger again, but I'm tired of typing. So, please tell me what you think, and I'll try to write more soon. Ta-ta for now!