Chapter 8
It
A/N: Alright alright I know I did things a little to fast but you see muh friends it's part of the story-line, I've been thinkin of a sequel to this but I don't know yet so enjoy!!! ***
Stephanie's head rose to the rythem of her boyfriend's chest. At least she thought he was her boyfriend...
She opened her eyes, as she let them adjust to the darkness her thoughts went back to what had happened earlier tonight.
He looked so sad when Trish said those words. I hate you. Harsh.
But she couldn't help but feel bad, on the way back from the arena she had broken down, crying to Jericho. He, being the great man that she loves, said it wasn't her fault.
She knew he was blaming himself for it, beating himself for allowing her to go.
Stephanie couldn't really understand it all, that meaning she never felt what it was like to have a family, she never knew what it was like to wake up to your mother calling you down for a home-made breakfast, over having your father take you out skating every Friday.
But she did know what it was like to lose someone you loved, she lost so many. Maybe she could help Chris understand that it wasn't his fault, she had to learn the hard way. She never wanted to wish that on anyone. Not her. Not even her father.
She felt Jericho stir. She defiantly didn't want the man she loved go through what she did, never Ever.
Stephanie sighed one last time before drifting off to sleep, thinking of ways to make Jericho feel better....and to make Trish like both her brother and her.
***
Trish sniffed again. She'd been crying for a good hour or so now. Why? Well you know why. She kept playing the scene over and onver again.
"I HATE YOU!"
She didn't mean to say those things, she didn't they just popped out. But however she was hurt by his words.
He said he wouldn't get mad at her at the things she wanted to do, he said he'd support her no matter what, whether it be breast implants or Screwing with a man another 30 years older than you.
The blonde diva shook her head as another trail of tears rolled down her face, after the incident she had gotten her own room, no Jericho and certainly no Stephanie.
Stephanie. Why didn't she like her? What did she do to her? Everything, a voice rang out from her head.
She ruined your life, and now she's taking away the thing more precious than anything, your brother.
Her petite body shook with angry.
Damn her, Damn her, Damn her!!
That's all she thought as she fell asleep.
***
Y2J blinked a couple times. He had just woken up from the light that had the nerve to shine through.
He rolled over, then noticing the arm banded around his waist. He smiled as the woman's eye's opened.
"Mmm...morning..." She whispered.
"Mornin' Beautiful.." He kissed her. Stephanie smiled after they parted.
"I Could get used to this..." He smiled at her.
"Same here, waking up to the most messiest hair do known to this planet..." Stephanie's hands went immediatly to her hair. He laughed as she playfully hit him.
"You're a jerk even in the mornings!"
"That's not what I heard you calling me last night..." She hit him in the arm again.
"Jericho!" He smiled and kissed her again. They were interrupted by a grumbling sound. Stephanie let go of him and looked at his stomach, she rose an eyebrow.
"Hungry?"
"...Yes..." She giggled as he stood up fasy, put on some pants and a random shirt. "Come on Babe...let's go get something to eat..."
"B-But what about people finding out..?"
"Can we forget about them for one night, and plus there at a different hotel, and if anyone see's us I promise to kick their ass to make them forget....now C'mon!!" He grabbed her ankles, not to hard thought, just enough pressure to make her get up. She screamed as she fell off the bed.
"Jericho! That Hurt!" He smirked.
"Aww, quite your whinning Princess..." She pulled him down with her. "Oph!" She smiled.
"Oph?"
"Well what do you want me to say, Oh yea Baby!?" She smiled and laughed softly. His lips then caressed her's. She was the one who broke the kiss.
"C'mon Hun, Im hungry..."
"Oh so Im not the only one now am I?" She hit him in the arm again. "Ouch! That better not be a normal thing for now on!" She laughed.
"Shut up you ass-clown, now dress me and let's go..."
"Yes Ma'am!"
***
"Mmm That looks good, Oh! NO wait what about this one?" Stephanie asked as they look thorugh the menu. Jericho looked at her with a be- amused expression.
"And I though I was a pig..." She looked at him with a shocked expression.
"The difference with us is that you're the Bigger Pig.." He laughed softly. God how he loved this woman.
"I Love you..." He whispered. Stephanie looked up from her menu to him.
"Aww, I love you too..."
"Ahem...Sorry to barg in on this.." Stephanie and Jericho looked up to see the waiter. "Mr. Jericho?" Y2J nodded. "I have a message for you from a Mr. McMahon.." Stephanie went stiff at the name.
"Go on.." Jericho ushered.
"It appears that you have been challenged by a very important wrestler..." Jericho nodded.
"Who ever it is, just spit it out!!" Stephanie looked between the two.
"Your match is against a Ms. Stratus, she apparantly challenged you this morning, demanding a street fight style I believe is what it's called, and she wants a Ms. Stephanie McMahon in your corner..." Jericho looked at the waited shocked. Stephanie put a hand on top of his, to give him some comfort, he looked up at her, she smiled softly.
"Umm...T-thank you..." The waiter nodded then left. Jericho slouched back into his chair and sighed. "My god..."
"Chris, maybe she's just testing you..."
"I doubt it...Arrgghh I can't believe I did this to my own sister!"
"Jericho...Jericho look at me.." He ddi so, she looked deeply into his eyes. "What happened is Not, I repear Is NOT your fault, you didn't even wrestle in the match, It's not your fault you blew up like that, Trish of all people should know that you have a short temper...and Baby I know that your going to get though this.." He smiled weakly at her.
"Thanks Steph.." She smiled a big ass grin.
"And plus you have me on your side..." He laughed again softly.
"That ego of yours...I love it.." She smiled then whispered.
"Say it again.."
"What the ego of yours?"
"No, say you love me again..."
"Alright, I love you..."
"Again.."
"I love you..."
"And Again..."
"I Love you, I love you, I love you.." She smiled and got up to hug him, he hugged back just with the same amount of happiness. But he couldn't help but think about his match against Trish.
***
Trish walked through the hallway like she owned the place. Tonight was her night. Tonight she was going to prove to everyone that she knew who she was and she knew what she was going.to do. Even if it meant beating her own brother...
Their match was next, she spotted Jericho and Stephanie laughing and smiling at each other. A part of her yearned to go up there and hug them both. Truth be told, she missed her brother, and well Stephanie was rubbing off onto her.
They stopped talking when she walked up to the gorilla and waited. She had her game face on, and she knew she was going to prove it. She was Trish Stratus, She was the Queen.
Jericho walked up to her, he was holding out his hand. She looked down at it, then back at him. She smirked as she slapped it away. A part of her wanted to cry at his face, and the other wanted to laugh.
No time for crying now, she Started this and now she was going to finish it. Her music hit.
"Making her way down to the ring, the challenger from Toronto Canada, Trish Stratus!" She did some taunts, slide in and waited.
5...4....3....2...1.... 'Break Down the Walls' hit and out walked Jericho, Stephanie walking behind him.
She knew everyone was probably wondering what in the blue hell was she doing out there with Jericho. They'd never know.
Chris walked down to the ring, entered and stared down Trish, she could see the look in his eyes, he was scared he was going to hurt her. Trish then heard the bell ring.
She ran up to Jericho and elbow smashed him, he did nothing. He got himself back up, She punched him into the corner, still he was doing nothing. She kicked him in the balls, He fell holding himself, still he did nothing as Trish set him up for a DDT, he hit it. Then she yanked him up and carefully put him on the turnbuckle, She delivered the Stratus-fear, still he was doing nothing.
"C'mon Jericho!" She heard Stephanie yell from the outside.
Trish look at Jericho, he was getting up, She then Chick Kicked him back down. That must've snapped something into him, cause the next thing she knew, he clotheslined the hell outta her.
She held her head. He pinned.
1....2.....3...She held her head and blinked back the tears, She heard his music blair through the arena, she say his oots in front of her face, she was prepaired for a kick in the face. It didn't come. She seen his hand held out to her again. She looked up with a tear-makeup running down her face. She then got angry and swatted it away. Helped herself up, grabbed her belt, coat and hat and went backstage, leaving a moppy Jericho and Stephanie in the ring looking up at her.
Damn them for doing this to her, Damn them...
A/N: Alright alright I know I did things a little to fast but you see muh friends it's part of the story-line, I've been thinkin of a sequel to this but I don't know yet so enjoy!!! ***
Stephanie's head rose to the rythem of her boyfriend's chest. At least she thought he was her boyfriend...
She opened her eyes, as she let them adjust to the darkness her thoughts went back to what had happened earlier tonight.
He looked so sad when Trish said those words. I hate you. Harsh.
But she couldn't help but feel bad, on the way back from the arena she had broken down, crying to Jericho. He, being the great man that she loves, said it wasn't her fault.
She knew he was blaming himself for it, beating himself for allowing her to go.
Stephanie couldn't really understand it all, that meaning she never felt what it was like to have a family, she never knew what it was like to wake up to your mother calling you down for a home-made breakfast, over having your father take you out skating every Friday.
But she did know what it was like to lose someone you loved, she lost so many. Maybe she could help Chris understand that it wasn't his fault, she had to learn the hard way. She never wanted to wish that on anyone. Not her. Not even her father.
She felt Jericho stir. She defiantly didn't want the man she loved go through what she did, never Ever.
Stephanie sighed one last time before drifting off to sleep, thinking of ways to make Jericho feel better....and to make Trish like both her brother and her.
***
Trish sniffed again. She'd been crying for a good hour or so now. Why? Well you know why. She kept playing the scene over and onver again.
"I HATE YOU!"
She didn't mean to say those things, she didn't they just popped out. But however she was hurt by his words.
He said he wouldn't get mad at her at the things she wanted to do, he said he'd support her no matter what, whether it be breast implants or Screwing with a man another 30 years older than you.
The blonde diva shook her head as another trail of tears rolled down her face, after the incident she had gotten her own room, no Jericho and certainly no Stephanie.
Stephanie. Why didn't she like her? What did she do to her? Everything, a voice rang out from her head.
She ruined your life, and now she's taking away the thing more precious than anything, your brother.
Her petite body shook with angry.
Damn her, Damn her, Damn her!!
That's all she thought as she fell asleep.
***
Y2J blinked a couple times. He had just woken up from the light that had the nerve to shine through.
He rolled over, then noticing the arm banded around his waist. He smiled as the woman's eye's opened.
"Mmm...morning..." She whispered.
"Mornin' Beautiful.." He kissed her. Stephanie smiled after they parted.
"I Could get used to this..." He smiled at her.
"Same here, waking up to the most messiest hair do known to this planet..." Stephanie's hands went immediatly to her hair. He laughed as she playfully hit him.
"You're a jerk even in the mornings!"
"That's not what I heard you calling me last night..." She hit him in the arm again.
"Jericho!" He smiled and kissed her again. They were interrupted by a grumbling sound. Stephanie let go of him and looked at his stomach, she rose an eyebrow.
"Hungry?"
"...Yes..." She giggled as he stood up fasy, put on some pants and a random shirt. "Come on Babe...let's go get something to eat..."
"B-But what about people finding out..?"
"Can we forget about them for one night, and plus there at a different hotel, and if anyone see's us I promise to kick their ass to make them forget....now C'mon!!" He grabbed her ankles, not to hard thought, just enough pressure to make her get up. She screamed as she fell off the bed.
"Jericho! That Hurt!" He smirked.
"Aww, quite your whinning Princess..." She pulled him down with her. "Oph!" She smiled.
"Oph?"
"Well what do you want me to say, Oh yea Baby!?" She smiled and laughed softly. His lips then caressed her's. She was the one who broke the kiss.
"C'mon Hun, Im hungry..."
"Oh so Im not the only one now am I?" She hit him in the arm again. "Ouch! That better not be a normal thing for now on!" She laughed.
"Shut up you ass-clown, now dress me and let's go..."
"Yes Ma'am!"
***
"Mmm That looks good, Oh! NO wait what about this one?" Stephanie asked as they look thorugh the menu. Jericho looked at her with a be- amused expression.
"And I though I was a pig..." She looked at him with a shocked expression.
"The difference with us is that you're the Bigger Pig.." He laughed softly. God how he loved this woman.
"I Love you..." He whispered. Stephanie looked up from her menu to him.
"Aww, I love you too..."
"Ahem...Sorry to barg in on this.." Stephanie and Jericho looked up to see the waiter. "Mr. Jericho?" Y2J nodded. "I have a message for you from a Mr. McMahon.." Stephanie went stiff at the name.
"Go on.." Jericho ushered.
"It appears that you have been challenged by a very important wrestler..." Jericho nodded.
"Who ever it is, just spit it out!!" Stephanie looked between the two.
"Your match is against a Ms. Stratus, she apparantly challenged you this morning, demanding a street fight style I believe is what it's called, and she wants a Ms. Stephanie McMahon in your corner..." Jericho looked at the waited shocked. Stephanie put a hand on top of his, to give him some comfort, he looked up at her, she smiled softly.
"Umm...T-thank you..." The waiter nodded then left. Jericho slouched back into his chair and sighed. "My god..."
"Chris, maybe she's just testing you..."
"I doubt it...Arrgghh I can't believe I did this to my own sister!"
"Jericho...Jericho look at me.." He ddi so, she looked deeply into his eyes. "What happened is Not, I repear Is NOT your fault, you didn't even wrestle in the match, It's not your fault you blew up like that, Trish of all people should know that you have a short temper...and Baby I know that your going to get though this.." He smiled weakly at her.
"Thanks Steph.." She smiled a big ass grin.
"And plus you have me on your side..." He laughed again softly.
"That ego of yours...I love it.." She smiled then whispered.
"Say it again.."
"What the ego of yours?"
"No, say you love me again..."
"Alright, I love you..."
"Again.."
"I love you..."
"And Again..."
"I Love you, I love you, I love you.." She smiled and got up to hug him, he hugged back just with the same amount of happiness. But he couldn't help but think about his match against Trish.
***
Trish walked through the hallway like she owned the place. Tonight was her night. Tonight she was going to prove to everyone that she knew who she was and she knew what she was going.to do. Even if it meant beating her own brother...
Their match was next, she spotted Jericho and Stephanie laughing and smiling at each other. A part of her yearned to go up there and hug them both. Truth be told, she missed her brother, and well Stephanie was rubbing off onto her.
They stopped talking when she walked up to the gorilla and waited. She had her game face on, and she knew she was going to prove it. She was Trish Stratus, She was the Queen.
Jericho walked up to her, he was holding out his hand. She looked down at it, then back at him. She smirked as she slapped it away. A part of her wanted to cry at his face, and the other wanted to laugh.
No time for crying now, she Started this and now she was going to finish it. Her music hit.
"Making her way down to the ring, the challenger from Toronto Canada, Trish Stratus!" She did some taunts, slide in and waited.
5...4....3....2...1.... 'Break Down the Walls' hit and out walked Jericho, Stephanie walking behind him.
She knew everyone was probably wondering what in the blue hell was she doing out there with Jericho. They'd never know.
Chris walked down to the ring, entered and stared down Trish, she could see the look in his eyes, he was scared he was going to hurt her. Trish then heard the bell ring.
She ran up to Jericho and elbow smashed him, he did nothing. He got himself back up, She punched him into the corner, still he was doing nothing. She kicked him in the balls, He fell holding himself, still he did nothing as Trish set him up for a DDT, he hit it. Then she yanked him up and carefully put him on the turnbuckle, She delivered the Stratus-fear, still he was doing nothing.
"C'mon Jericho!" She heard Stephanie yell from the outside.
Trish look at Jericho, he was getting up, She then Chick Kicked him back down. That must've snapped something into him, cause the next thing she knew, he clotheslined the hell outta her.
She held her head. He pinned.
1....2.....3...She held her head and blinked back the tears, She heard his music blair through the arena, she say his oots in front of her face, she was prepaired for a kick in the face. It didn't come. She seen his hand held out to her again. She looked up with a tear-makeup running down her face. She then got angry and swatted it away. Helped herself up, grabbed her belt, coat and hat and went backstage, leaving a moppy Jericho and Stephanie in the ring looking up at her.
Damn them for doing this to her, Damn them...