Chapter 4
Love
A/n: OMG! I suck at spelling, for now on I PROMISE you all that I'll use spell check...and well it's cause i type to fast....like I just spelt I wrong...jeez...lol anyway I hope you all like this chapter!!! lol cause i had FUN FUN FUN!! -hehe- well you could leave reviwes...and Im not really a fan of flames...like that one flame...it's just a fanfic, and you don't know what I was going to do about that...well Im not going to use that flame to stop me...so here were go!!
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She heard something. Her eyes fluttered open, she blinked, once, twice then got the courage to sit up. No one was in the room. She laid back down. She tried to fall asleep once again, her mind and body wouldn't let her until she was sure that nothing was outside.
Stephanie McMahon turned over and shook her bed companion, Chris Jericho. He groaned and slapped her hand away. She rubbed the turning red hand, then shook him again, though this time much harder.
"Jericho!" She hissed out in a whisper. "Wake up!" He groaned once again and his left eye opened.
"W-What?" He asked sitting up. His hair was a mess! And his eyes were filled with sleep.
"I-I heard something.." He then groaned again and slapped his hand on his face. Once he finished he looked at her.
"You heard something?" Stephanie nodded. "What kind of something?" It was her turn to groan now.
"How the hell should I know?"
"Well you heard it" He whispered loudly.
"Arrggh...ok whatever just go back to sleep and when you wake up and find me not here, that thing that I heard took me away and then you'll feel bad for leaving me alone with a strange noise..." She laid back down in a huff. Jericho's eyes went soft.
"You're really scared aren't you?"
"Yes..." She whispered not bothering with looking up at him. He sighed, for what seemed like the thousandth time this night.
"Alright, I'll go and look, then if I get taken away YOU'LL feel bad.." He got out of the bed and looked around the hotel room. He opened Trish's room and seen her sleeping softly, then noticed her tv was on. He went in, walked up to his sister's sleeping body. She was sitting up against the headboard. He grabbed her put her under the covers and then turned off the Tv. He was about to get out but then, hesitantly, looked at her. Jericho walked up to his sister's form and lightly kissed her forehead.
"I'm sorry sis, it's just you know how I felt about her....maybe I don't like her now...but I do like the old one, and I know somewhere in her, she's still there...waiting to be let out once again..And I do remember you and her fighting, but you were having sex with her father, wouldn't you feel sick to your stomach if someone your age decided to sleep with pa?..God just forget I asked that...I think I just gave myself night mares.." He chuckled to himself..but what he didn't notice was a womanly figure watching them from the door-way. Jericho went back to talking.. "Trish, you're the only girl I have left in our family...you know that I'd Never Ever put someone before you, and you know that...since Ang died, you were my baby sister, I couldn't take losing you....and now with Stephanie...Trish I think she'll come out to be the old her again....just give her time please...I mean look at us were enemies and now were sleeping in the same bed together..."He laughed softly again.. "I guess what I'm trying to say is...I-I want you to accept Steph now...I mean she's going through a hard time...so please Trish just this once will you let her in? Cause I'm trying my hardest not to like her again...I really am.." He then kissed her forehead again. "I Hope you could understand....You can't help with who you fall in love with...You never know when I might fall deeply in love with her again.."
Stephanie's heart started to beat harder. In love? She thought He was in love with me?..She then shook her head and went back to the bed. She felt Jericho's body climb onto the bed, he took some covers and sighed. She then turned around to look at him.
"J-Jericho?" He looked over at her.
"Yea?"
"Thanks...I mean for you know...getting the sound to stop.." He grinned, she blushed.
"It wasn't a problem...Steph?"
"Yea?"
"Why?" She looked at him with curiosity...
"Why what?"
"Why do you do that kind of stuff...like the Alliance why do you hurt us all?" She wanted to yell out because Im a Bitch, but she knew that wasn't the real reason...She didn't really know herself, maybe she wasn't used to the old sweet girl that she was? Maybe she needed change in her life. Like Adrenaline, She needed something that would make her day. But why hurt people....Because your father hurt you... the voice came from the back of her mind. She shook her head after a long while.
"I-I Don't know really....it might be because my father used to do it, he'd make everyone's life a living hell, including mine....I just thought that I should do it myself I guess..." He nodded.
"What ever you say..." Jericho laid down and looked at the ceiling.
"And you?" He turned to looked at her.
"And I what?"
"Why do you always call me a slut? You know I don't do that kind of stuff..." He sighed yet again.
"I don't know...maybe because you just got everyone mad, somebody needed to stick up for the company so I took charge.." She smiled and force smile, "Don't smile if you don't mean it.." He whispered. Her face took that of shock, how'd he know? "You're prettier when you smile your real smile.." She stared at him then smiled. "See...much prettier..." Her eyes filled with happiness...He just called her pretty.. The next thing that happened blew her mind.
He kissed her. For real this time.
Love
A/n: OMG! I suck at spelling, for now on I PROMISE you all that I'll use spell check...and well it's cause i type to fast....like I just spelt I wrong...jeez...lol anyway I hope you all like this chapter!!! lol cause i had FUN FUN FUN!! -hehe- well you could leave reviwes...and Im not really a fan of flames...like that one flame...it's just a fanfic, and you don't know what I was going to do about that...well Im not going to use that flame to stop me...so here were go!!
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She heard something. Her eyes fluttered open, she blinked, once, twice then got the courage to sit up. No one was in the room. She laid back down. She tried to fall asleep once again, her mind and body wouldn't let her until she was sure that nothing was outside.
Stephanie McMahon turned over and shook her bed companion, Chris Jericho. He groaned and slapped her hand away. She rubbed the turning red hand, then shook him again, though this time much harder.
"Jericho!" She hissed out in a whisper. "Wake up!" He groaned once again and his left eye opened.
"W-What?" He asked sitting up. His hair was a mess! And his eyes were filled with sleep.
"I-I heard something.." He then groaned again and slapped his hand on his face. Once he finished he looked at her.
"You heard something?" Stephanie nodded. "What kind of something?" It was her turn to groan now.
"How the hell should I know?"
"Well you heard it" He whispered loudly.
"Arrggh...ok whatever just go back to sleep and when you wake up and find me not here, that thing that I heard took me away and then you'll feel bad for leaving me alone with a strange noise..." She laid back down in a huff. Jericho's eyes went soft.
"You're really scared aren't you?"
"Yes..." She whispered not bothering with looking up at him. He sighed, for what seemed like the thousandth time this night.
"Alright, I'll go and look, then if I get taken away YOU'LL feel bad.." He got out of the bed and looked around the hotel room. He opened Trish's room and seen her sleeping softly, then noticed her tv was on. He went in, walked up to his sister's sleeping body. She was sitting up against the headboard. He grabbed her put her under the covers and then turned off the Tv. He was about to get out but then, hesitantly, looked at her. Jericho walked up to his sister's form and lightly kissed her forehead.
"I'm sorry sis, it's just you know how I felt about her....maybe I don't like her now...but I do like the old one, and I know somewhere in her, she's still there...waiting to be let out once again..And I do remember you and her fighting, but you were having sex with her father, wouldn't you feel sick to your stomach if someone your age decided to sleep with pa?..God just forget I asked that...I think I just gave myself night mares.." He chuckled to himself..but what he didn't notice was a womanly figure watching them from the door-way. Jericho went back to talking.. "Trish, you're the only girl I have left in our family...you know that I'd Never Ever put someone before you, and you know that...since Ang died, you were my baby sister, I couldn't take losing you....and now with Stephanie...Trish I think she'll come out to be the old her again....just give her time please...I mean look at us were enemies and now were sleeping in the same bed together..."He laughed softly again.. "I guess what I'm trying to say is...I-I want you to accept Steph now...I mean she's going through a hard time...so please Trish just this once will you let her in? Cause I'm trying my hardest not to like her again...I really am.." He then kissed her forehead again. "I Hope you could understand....You can't help with who you fall in love with...You never know when I might fall deeply in love with her again.."
Stephanie's heart started to beat harder. In love? She thought He was in love with me?..She then shook her head and went back to the bed. She felt Jericho's body climb onto the bed, he took some covers and sighed. She then turned around to look at him.
"J-Jericho?" He looked over at her.
"Yea?"
"Thanks...I mean for you know...getting the sound to stop.." He grinned, she blushed.
"It wasn't a problem...Steph?"
"Yea?"
"Why?" She looked at him with curiosity...
"Why what?"
"Why do you do that kind of stuff...like the Alliance why do you hurt us all?" She wanted to yell out because Im a Bitch, but she knew that wasn't the real reason...She didn't really know herself, maybe she wasn't used to the old sweet girl that she was? Maybe she needed change in her life. Like Adrenaline, She needed something that would make her day. But why hurt people....Because your father hurt you... the voice came from the back of her mind. She shook her head after a long while.
"I-I Don't know really....it might be because my father used to do it, he'd make everyone's life a living hell, including mine....I just thought that I should do it myself I guess..." He nodded.
"What ever you say..." Jericho laid down and looked at the ceiling.
"And you?" He turned to looked at her.
"And I what?"
"Why do you always call me a slut? You know I don't do that kind of stuff..." He sighed yet again.
"I don't know...maybe because you just got everyone mad, somebody needed to stick up for the company so I took charge.." She smiled and force smile, "Don't smile if you don't mean it.." He whispered. Her face took that of shock, how'd he know? "You're prettier when you smile your real smile.." She stared at him then smiled. "See...much prettier..." Her eyes filled with happiness...He just called her pretty.. The next thing that happened blew her mind.
He kissed her. For real this time.