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characters I made up. Now that that's all cleared up...on with the fic!=)
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*~One Week Later~*
The Monday, a week after WrestleMania, Trish paced around the Divas Locker Room nervously.
"What's got you going?" Amy asked. Trish sighed and ran a shaky hand through her hair.
"I haven't gotten my period yet this month." She said so that the other Diva's in the locker room wouldn't hear. At first Amy gave her a look of confusion then her eyes widened in realization.
"Oh my...when were you supposed to get it?" She asked softly.
"Three days ago." She said in a whisper.
"Jeez, you guys didn't use protection?" Amy asked.
"We were drunk Amy. Neither of us were in the right state of mind to think about it. We were just two horny drunk people." Trish stated with another sigh.
"What are you going to do if you are pregnant?"
"I don't know Aimes. I really, don't I just hope I get it soon. I'm going nuts waiting."
"Well I know that whatever happens, you'll have Jeff with you. He wouldn't just leave you hanging." Amy tried to comfort her friend.
"I know he wouldn't. It's just...he doesn't need this and neither do I." Trish said sadly. "I really don't want dwell on this anymore, so I'm gonna get ready for my match tonight." She said opening her gym bag.
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*~Raw~*
Trish's match had been the first match of the night. She had defended her title successfully against Jazz, although the referee didn't see her foot on the rope. It still counted as a win in the books, no matter what happened. After the match, Jazz had been approached by Theodore Long and Rodney Mack asking if she would 'Back the Mack' and a new alliance was formed. Now it was Trish's backstage segment. She was shown sitting on an equipment box with a bottle of water and her title belt when she was approached by The Rock.
"Hey Trish, congratulations on the title." He said nodding his head towards her title.
"Thanks." She said with a polite smile.
"I see you're all sweaty and wet. Is that because you had a match or because you were thinking of the Rock's strudel all day?" He asked with a cocky smirk.
"I just had a match." She said simply as she took a sip of her water.
"Are you sure it's not because you've been thinking of The Rock all day?" He asked again.
"Yea, I'm sure." She said distracted by something behind him.
"Hey, hey. There ain't nobody and The Rock means nobody that you should be looking at besides The Rock." He said.
"Oh really?" Trish asked with a smile.
"Of course really, who else would you want to look at..." He trailed off as he turned around and saw Jeff standing there not looking very pleased with The Rock. "Who are you? The Rock's busy right now. He doesn't have time too sign autographs!" The Rock said angrily.
"Busy? Rock, last time I saw you, you were BUSY getting your ass kicked by Goldberg." Jeff stated as the Rock began protesting.
"Listen Jabroni, I'll give you thirty, forty minutes to get on your paint on and your maxi pad on and then I'll meet you in the ring and give you an ass kicking you'll never forget." He said walking off angrily.
"Hey are you ok?" Jeff asked walking to her.
"Yea I'm fine." She said as the camera faded and went to commercial.
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A little while later The Rock was shown in his locker room talking with Christian about how he was going to kick Jeff Hardy's ass and then afterwards he was going to call out Goldberg and kick his ass too. Then Trish and Jeff were shown walking hand in hand down the hall.
"Hey," Trish said stopping him and pulling him back towards herself, "you're going to do great." She said before giving him a kiss. He smiled as they pulled away and then headed off, leaving Trish there smiling.
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*~Later That Night~*
"Trish, you've got something on the back of your pants." Lisa Marie said as Trish got up from her seat in one of the chairs in the hotel room they were sharing. "It looks like blood." She added.
"Thanks." Trish said hurrying into the bathroom. A few minutes later she came out with a huge smile.
"What are you smiling about?" Lisa Marie asked a Trish bounced over to her bag and pulled out a pair of black sweats.
"I got my period!" She squealed as she quickly changed her pants.
"Who the hell would be happy that they got their period?" Lisa Marie asked a little confused as Trish pulled on her sneakers.
"Me!" Trish said grabbing her card key. "I'll be back in a few. I've gotta go talk to someone." She said before she closed the door. She walked a few doors down and knocked on the door.
"Hey Trish." Jeff said as he opened the door. Trish immediately launched herself at him, throwing her arms around his neck.
"I got my period!" She said happily as she gave Jeff a kiss on the lips. Jeff was extremely surprised by this at first, and quickly realized what was going on, but he didn't pull away. Instead, he pulled her into his room, kicking the door shut with his foot. A few seconds later they pulled away breathless. Trish put her hand over her mouth. "Oh God Jeff. I'm so sorry." She said as she backed towards his door. She opened the door.
"No, Trish wait." Jeff said pushing the door closed with his hand. "What's going on?" He asked.
"What do you mean?" She asked, regretting that she had let her emotions get the best of her before.
"You've been acting so damn weird lately. What the hell is going on with you?" He asked in frustration.
"I don't know what you're talk-"
"Oh cut the crap Trish. I know something's going on. I just don't know why you won't tell me!"
"You are so damned blind Jeff. That's what's going on. Maybe if you opened your eyes you'd figure it out!" She yelled as she pushed his hand off the door and opened it slamming it after her as she walked out. Jeff stared at the door in shock.
"What the fuck was that?" He asked himself. He only knew one person who would know exactly what was going on with Trish. "Amy" He said out loud as he left his hotel room and headed up a floor to Amy's room. He knocked on the door loudly and when she didn't answer right away, he knocked harder.
"Ok, ok, I'm coming Jeez." He heard her say as she walked to the door. "Hey Jeff what's up?" She asked once she opened the door.
"I want to know what's going on with Trish." He said walking into her room.
"What are you talking about?" Amy asked.
"I know you know that we slept together a couple of weeks ago. She came to me a little while ago, told me she had gotten her period and she kissed me. When we pulled away she told me she was sorry and went to leave but I stopped her. I asked her what was wrong and she told me that if I opened my eyes I would know what's going on." He said all in one breath. "What's going on Amy? I know you know what's going. You and Trish tell each other everything." Jeff said and Amy sighed.
"You mean you really don't see it Jeff? Are you that blind?" She asked.
"What the hell is it with me being told that I'm blind?" Jeff asked starting to get mad. "What the hell is going on Amy? I need to know!"
"It's not my place to tell you. Either Trish tells you or you have to figure it out for yourself." Amy said then paused. "But now it's my turn to ask you how you feel about Trish."
"What do you mean?"
"If you weren't with Melissa," She said cringing at the thought of the little bitch, "would you still be friends with Trish...or would you and her maybe be more then friends?" Amy asked eyeing Jeff for his reaction.
"I don't know Aimes...how can you ask me something like that?" He asked running a hand through his hair.
"I guess what you're saying is that you have mixed feelings for Trish. I guess I can understand that. Now let's talk about Melissa, you already know what I think about her but lately you two haven't really been getting along to well have you?"
"Amy..."
"Jeff, I want to know now." She demanded.
"You're right. We've been fighting a lot lately, and before you even ask it is over my story line with Trish. She doesn't like me making out with Trish on a weekly basis."
"And yet you haven't talked to any of the writers about ending the storyline have you?"
"I'm already in deep enough with J.R. since I've been late a lot so-" Jeff said as Amy began to laugh.
"Don't use that damn excuse with me, Jeff. We both know that you really don't give a damn if you're in trouble for being late." She said. "Now why is it that you choose to fight over this storyline with your girlfriend instead of just getting rid of the problem? Is it that you just like being able to make out with two girls or is it that deep down you really have feelings for Trish?"
"Ugh...Amy...I don't know!" He exclaimed throwing his hands in the air.
"Yes you do Jeff! You know but you just don't want to admit what you're feeling!"
"You know what you're right! I LOVE Trish! Are you happy? Every time I kiss her onscreen, I wish that it was for real and that she felt the same way but she doesn't!" He yelled at her. Amy was surprised at his outburst.
"What do you mean she doesn't? How the hell would you know? You've had your blinders on for so damn long you wouldn't know how she felt if she held up a fucking sign!"
"What the hell are you talking about?"
"Jeff, just go and think. Think about the past few weeks. Think about everything she's said to you or her reactions to certain things. Just go and think." Amy said pushing him out of her room and closing the door in his face leaving Jeff just as confused as he was before.
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A/N: Sorry if this chapter is kinda crappy, but I just wanted to get a chapter up before Spring Break since I will most likely not be able to update for about a week and a half. Umm........I don't know all the dialog between The Rock, Jeff and Trish last week on Raw so I just kinda went with what I remembered from it. Let's see...no Jeff/Trish interaction tonight...doesn't that suck? Hell, there was no Jeff period...unless...maybe I missed a backstage segment. I had to take a shower during Raw tonight so maybe missed something. Oh well! I'm pretty sure that's all I wanted to say. Thanx to Writie, XxJeffyAngelxX, Kaley, Carissa, Casey, Star*, Alisha, Nina, Katyg-uk, bubbles-extreme-diva, LilMary, OMARISANGEL04, Kanes Mistress, jeffz-ll-skttlez-freak, Sarah, moonchaser, BloodChic69, BntZ3lana, and Jeffs-NC-BabyGurl for reviewin'!!!!!!!!!! I can't believe how many reviews I got for the last chapter alone! Have I mentioned that I love you guyz? Anywho, as always, plz review......they keep me motivated!
Lotz ~O~ Luv,
*~*Aimie*~*
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*~One Week Later~*
The Monday, a week after WrestleMania, Trish paced around the Divas Locker Room nervously.
"What's got you going?" Amy asked. Trish sighed and ran a shaky hand through her hair.
"I haven't gotten my period yet this month." She said so that the other Diva's in the locker room wouldn't hear. At first Amy gave her a look of confusion then her eyes widened in realization.
"Oh my...when were you supposed to get it?" She asked softly.
"Three days ago." She said in a whisper.
"Jeez, you guys didn't use protection?" Amy asked.
"We were drunk Amy. Neither of us were in the right state of mind to think about it. We were just two horny drunk people." Trish stated with another sigh.
"What are you going to do if you are pregnant?"
"I don't know Aimes. I really, don't I just hope I get it soon. I'm going nuts waiting."
"Well I know that whatever happens, you'll have Jeff with you. He wouldn't just leave you hanging." Amy tried to comfort her friend.
"I know he wouldn't. It's just...he doesn't need this and neither do I." Trish said sadly. "I really don't want dwell on this anymore, so I'm gonna get ready for my match tonight." She said opening her gym bag.
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*~Raw~*
Trish's match had been the first match of the night. She had defended her title successfully against Jazz, although the referee didn't see her foot on the rope. It still counted as a win in the books, no matter what happened. After the match, Jazz had been approached by Theodore Long and Rodney Mack asking if she would 'Back the Mack' and a new alliance was formed. Now it was Trish's backstage segment. She was shown sitting on an equipment box with a bottle of water and her title belt when she was approached by The Rock.
"Hey Trish, congratulations on the title." He said nodding his head towards her title.
"Thanks." She said with a polite smile.
"I see you're all sweaty and wet. Is that because you had a match or because you were thinking of the Rock's strudel all day?" He asked with a cocky smirk.
"I just had a match." She said simply as she took a sip of her water.
"Are you sure it's not because you've been thinking of The Rock all day?" He asked again.
"Yea, I'm sure." She said distracted by something behind him.
"Hey, hey. There ain't nobody and The Rock means nobody that you should be looking at besides The Rock." He said.
"Oh really?" Trish asked with a smile.
"Of course really, who else would you want to look at..." He trailed off as he turned around and saw Jeff standing there not looking very pleased with The Rock. "Who are you? The Rock's busy right now. He doesn't have time too sign autographs!" The Rock said angrily.
"Busy? Rock, last time I saw you, you were BUSY getting your ass kicked by Goldberg." Jeff stated as the Rock began protesting.
"Listen Jabroni, I'll give you thirty, forty minutes to get on your paint on and your maxi pad on and then I'll meet you in the ring and give you an ass kicking you'll never forget." He said walking off angrily.
"Hey are you ok?" Jeff asked walking to her.
"Yea I'm fine." She said as the camera faded and went to commercial.
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A little while later The Rock was shown in his locker room talking with Christian about how he was going to kick Jeff Hardy's ass and then afterwards he was going to call out Goldberg and kick his ass too. Then Trish and Jeff were shown walking hand in hand down the hall.
"Hey," Trish said stopping him and pulling him back towards herself, "you're going to do great." She said before giving him a kiss. He smiled as they pulled away and then headed off, leaving Trish there smiling.
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*~Later That Night~*
"Trish, you've got something on the back of your pants." Lisa Marie said as Trish got up from her seat in one of the chairs in the hotel room they were sharing. "It looks like blood." She added.
"Thanks." Trish said hurrying into the bathroom. A few minutes later she came out with a huge smile.
"What are you smiling about?" Lisa Marie asked a Trish bounced over to her bag and pulled out a pair of black sweats.
"I got my period!" She squealed as she quickly changed her pants.
"Who the hell would be happy that they got their period?" Lisa Marie asked a little confused as Trish pulled on her sneakers.
"Me!" Trish said grabbing her card key. "I'll be back in a few. I've gotta go talk to someone." She said before she closed the door. She walked a few doors down and knocked on the door.
"Hey Trish." Jeff said as he opened the door. Trish immediately launched herself at him, throwing her arms around his neck.
"I got my period!" She said happily as she gave Jeff a kiss on the lips. Jeff was extremely surprised by this at first, and quickly realized what was going on, but he didn't pull away. Instead, he pulled her into his room, kicking the door shut with his foot. A few seconds later they pulled away breathless. Trish put her hand over her mouth. "Oh God Jeff. I'm so sorry." She said as she backed towards his door. She opened the door.
"No, Trish wait." Jeff said pushing the door closed with his hand. "What's going on?" He asked.
"What do you mean?" She asked, regretting that she had let her emotions get the best of her before.
"You've been acting so damn weird lately. What the hell is going on with you?" He asked in frustration.
"I don't know what you're talk-"
"Oh cut the crap Trish. I know something's going on. I just don't know why you won't tell me!"
"You are so damned blind Jeff. That's what's going on. Maybe if you opened your eyes you'd figure it out!" She yelled as she pushed his hand off the door and opened it slamming it after her as she walked out. Jeff stared at the door in shock.
"What the fuck was that?" He asked himself. He only knew one person who would know exactly what was going on with Trish. "Amy" He said out loud as he left his hotel room and headed up a floor to Amy's room. He knocked on the door loudly and when she didn't answer right away, he knocked harder.
"Ok, ok, I'm coming Jeez." He heard her say as she walked to the door. "Hey Jeff what's up?" She asked once she opened the door.
"I want to know what's going on with Trish." He said walking into her room.
"What are you talking about?" Amy asked.
"I know you know that we slept together a couple of weeks ago. She came to me a little while ago, told me she had gotten her period and she kissed me. When we pulled away she told me she was sorry and went to leave but I stopped her. I asked her what was wrong and she told me that if I opened my eyes I would know what's going on." He said all in one breath. "What's going on Amy? I know you know what's going. You and Trish tell each other everything." Jeff said and Amy sighed.
"You mean you really don't see it Jeff? Are you that blind?" She asked.
"What the hell is it with me being told that I'm blind?" Jeff asked starting to get mad. "What the hell is going on Amy? I need to know!"
"It's not my place to tell you. Either Trish tells you or you have to figure it out for yourself." Amy said then paused. "But now it's my turn to ask you how you feel about Trish."
"What do you mean?"
"If you weren't with Melissa," She said cringing at the thought of the little bitch, "would you still be friends with Trish...or would you and her maybe be more then friends?" Amy asked eyeing Jeff for his reaction.
"I don't know Aimes...how can you ask me something like that?" He asked running a hand through his hair.
"I guess what you're saying is that you have mixed feelings for Trish. I guess I can understand that. Now let's talk about Melissa, you already know what I think about her but lately you two haven't really been getting along to well have you?"
"Amy..."
"Jeff, I want to know now." She demanded.
"You're right. We've been fighting a lot lately, and before you even ask it is over my story line with Trish. She doesn't like me making out with Trish on a weekly basis."
"And yet you haven't talked to any of the writers about ending the storyline have you?"
"I'm already in deep enough with J.R. since I've been late a lot so-" Jeff said as Amy began to laugh.
"Don't use that damn excuse with me, Jeff. We both know that you really don't give a damn if you're in trouble for being late." She said. "Now why is it that you choose to fight over this storyline with your girlfriend instead of just getting rid of the problem? Is it that you just like being able to make out with two girls or is it that deep down you really have feelings for Trish?"
"Ugh...Amy...I don't know!" He exclaimed throwing his hands in the air.
"Yes you do Jeff! You know but you just don't want to admit what you're feeling!"
"You know what you're right! I LOVE Trish! Are you happy? Every time I kiss her onscreen, I wish that it was for real and that she felt the same way but she doesn't!" He yelled at her. Amy was surprised at his outburst.
"What do you mean she doesn't? How the hell would you know? You've had your blinders on for so damn long you wouldn't know how she felt if she held up a fucking sign!"
"What the hell are you talking about?"
"Jeff, just go and think. Think about the past few weeks. Think about everything she's said to you or her reactions to certain things. Just go and think." Amy said pushing him out of her room and closing the door in his face leaving Jeff just as confused as he was before.
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A/N: Sorry if this chapter is kinda crappy, but I just wanted to get a chapter up before Spring Break since I will most likely not be able to update for about a week and a half. Umm........I don't know all the dialog between The Rock, Jeff and Trish last week on Raw so I just kinda went with what I remembered from it. Let's see...no Jeff/Trish interaction tonight...doesn't that suck? Hell, there was no Jeff period...unless...maybe I missed a backstage segment. I had to take a shower during Raw tonight so maybe missed something. Oh well! I'm pretty sure that's all I wanted to say. Thanx to Writie, XxJeffyAngelxX, Kaley, Carissa, Casey, Star*, Alisha, Nina, Katyg-uk, bubbles-extreme-diva, LilMary, OMARISANGEL04, Kanes Mistress, jeffz-ll-skttlez-freak, Sarah, moonchaser, BloodChic69, BntZ3lana, and Jeffs-NC-BabyGurl for reviewin'!!!!!!!!!! I can't believe how many reviews I got for the last chapter alone! Have I mentioned that I love you guyz? Anywho, as always, plz review......they keep me motivated!
Lotz ~O~ Luv,
*~*Aimie*~*