Title: Not Included
Author: Wrestling-Jessikah
Email: jessiecar68@hotmail.com
Rating: R
Content: Language, talk of adult issues (maybe)
Characters: Stephanie McMahon, Chris Jericho, John Cena, Victoria, and Sable
Pairings: Stephanie/Jericho, Sable/Torrie *maybe*, John Cena/Victoria, Molly/Stevie Richards (indirect mention)
Spoilers: The kiss between Torrie and Sable.
Disclaimer: I own no one. But I do know where they keep the contracts…
Notes: In this story everyone in the WWE lives the lives that their on screen characters do. There is no roster split. This means no GM's! Vince owns everything and everyone! There's only one spoiler, and I made everything else up. I know I said that I dislike slash, but I give in…only this once. It is not graphic, actually it is not even physical. It is an infatuation between two heterosexual women.
Timeline:
Stephanie: Married to Hunter and a total bitch. (sort of)
Sable: Just came back, and in love with Torrie.
Victoria: Crazy as all heck, and single.
Chris Jericho: A jackass and in love with Stephanie.
John Cena: A hip-hop rapper/wrestler and in love with Victoria.
Summary: Um…The title says it all.
READ THE NOTES SO YOU WILL NOT BE LOST! CHARACTER POV'S WILL CHANGE, SO PAY ATTENTION!
John Cena's POV
They sat at their table and ordered their drinks. There weren't many people there. At the moment, a Chinese man sang "Kung Fu Fighting." John sat across from Victoria, as he started a conversation.
"So Victoria, what possessed you--I mean what influenced you to ask me out?"
"I just noticed a few things, that all."
"Oh. I thought you and Stevie were together."
"Actually, he dates Molly Holly. He didn't want the wrong kind of attention with her being a 'virgin' and all. So I helped them keep it under wraps."
"Oh."
As conversation ceased, the owner came to the stage.
"We are going to give our lovely amateur singers a break and put on some slow jams."
John seized his moment,
"Victoria, would you like to dance?"
"Sure."
A familiar song filled the small dance floor…
My shattered dreams and broken heart,
Are mending on the shelf.
I saw you holding hands and standing close to someone else.
Still I sit all alone,
Wishing all my feeling was gone.
I give my best to you.
Nothing for me to do.
But have one last cry, One last cry.
Before I leave it all behind.
I got to put you out of my mind, this time
Been living a lie
I guess I 'm down to my last cry…
They swayed their hips rhythmically to the lovely melody, John smelled her scent, and he looked into her eyes as he sang with the second verse.
I was here you were there,
Guess we never could agree.
While the sun shines on you,
I need some love to rain on me.
Still I sit, all alone
Wishing all my feelings was gone.
I gotta get over you,
Nothing for me to do,
But have one last cry….
He looked deeply into her eyes, and a hint of recognition was there. He thought back to that night he sang to himself in his room.
"You heard me last Monday, didn't you?"
"Y-yes. I'm sorry."
"Did you ask me out because of pity?"
"No. I just thought you might want to go out with me. If anything, I should be pitying myself."
"How so?"
"I haven't been on date in years, so far this is one of the greatest."
"Come with me somewhere."
"Where?"
"Come on."
They grabbed their things and walked out of the kareoke bar. John led her to the car, and asked for the keys. They drove for about ten minutes, until they arrived at the beach. He got out and ran to an underpass with hardened rock above it. There was a groove into the side of the underpass, and it formed a small cave. He climbed inside, and reached for her hand. With little hesitation, she gave in and sat atop his lap. A heart shaped lookout was on the inside of the cave, under it, it read "Lovers' Cove," His hands wrapped around her waist as his head moved closer towards her. The kiss was tentative, but passionate. It was welcoming, yet needing. It was everything she never expected, but everything she had always wanted. They watched as the sun went down, and as the stars rose to the occasion and they looked on through the heart that so many others have gazed upon. Clouds filled the once clear sky, and it suggested rain. They ran together to the car and drove back to the hotel. They had decided to go to his room, since Molly and Steven had a "Do not disturb," sign on the door.
This night was going to be a long one.
Sable's POV
They had gotten lost as the drove down to the bar. As an alternative, they stopped at an all night diner. The place was dainty and crowded, but so far no one had noticed them. They ate in silence in the back booth looking out into the dark, cloud filled sky. The old jukebox played modern songs and light conversations had littered the café. They ate their meals in silence. After ordering their desserts, they engaged in light conversation.
"Why did you want to come out on a stormy night Trish?"
"I didn't want to be alone with Jeff…."
"Why not, if I may ask?"
"H-he told me he loves me, that he is in love with me. I can't take it right now, I-I have been having feelings for someone else."
"Who?"
"I-I can't tell."
"You can trust me-"
"I can't tell you because it is you!"
"Oh."
"When we were talking about Torrie, I wanted it to be me so badly, I couldn't stand it. I want you to be infatuated about me, want to smell my hair or to just be close. I want to be your friend, but I wish to be so much more."
"Are you sure you want this Trish?"
"Yes, if not to have it, than to prove me wrong…."
Their faces inched closer, eyes slimming down to small crescents. They were so close, so needing, so—
"Here's the check, ladies."
The young waiter had ruined their moment. They parted and paid the tab, leaving 'Jake' a very small tip, and walked hand in hand to the car. This was going to be a long night….
Chris Jericho's POV:
The hotel room was quiet. Stephanie lay still under the blankets of his bed. Her even breathing and light snoring left calmness to the room. He watched her as she slept. She lay on her stomach, her right arm outstretched and her left under her chest. Loose stringlets of hair fell around her face and stuck to her forehead. 'It is kind of hot in here'. Chris turned back to the muted television screen where the weather channel had been playing for the previous thirty minutes. He had his dream girl asleep on his bed and he could do nothing. His heart sped up as she turned. Her stomach now lay bare to him, her low cut shorts revealed her white cotton underwear, and her shirt wrapped around her bust. He wanted so badly to lie down next to her. She started to thrash around in her bed, her arms flailing violently and she was trapped between the bed sheets. She began to scream.
"Please don't…. I am not!"
Chris went to her and gently shook her. Her eyes opened with shock and fear. Her forehead was covered in small beads of sweat. The blankets wrapped around her body and her shirt had lifted. She looked directly at him and whispered,
"I thought he would get me…I'm scared Chris. Could-could you please sleep with me?"
He pushed the snide remark from his head and slipped under the covers. He wrapped his arms around her and began to go to sleep. Tonight was going to be a long one.
Stephanie's POV:
He was right behind her. She was trying to run, but his words held her back. Slut…Whore…You can never leave…Stupid…Idiot…Clumsy! She sat straight up in the bed and screamed:
"Please don't…. I am not!"
She was disheveled and hot. She was also scared. She looked up to see Chris. He had been so nice to her, but she needed one more favor.
"I thought he would get me…I'm scared Chris. Could-could you please sleep with me?"
She knew that he wanted to say something snide, but he slipped in with her. He wrapped his arms around her and Stephanie felt safe. She also felt aroused. This was going to be a long night.
Victoria's POV:
They sat at their table and listened as the performer on stage embarrassed himself. They indulged in light conversation:
"So Victoria, what possessed you--I mean what influenced you to ask me out?"
He thought she was crazy, it was humorous to her.
"I just noticed a few things, that all."
"Oh. I thought you and Stevie were together."
"Actually, he dates Molly Holly. He didn't want the wrong kind of attention with her being a 'virgin' and all. So I helped them keep it under wraps."
"Oh."
As conversation ceased, the owner came to the stage.
"We are going to give our lovely amateur singers a break and put on some slow jams."
"Victoria, would you like to dance?"
"Sure."
As the song began, she knew she was in for it.
My shattered dreams and broken heart,
Are mending on the shelf.
I saw you holding hands and standing close to someone else.
Still I sit all alone,
Wishing all my feeling was gone.
I give my best to you.
Nothing for me to do.
But have one last cry, One last cry.
Before I leave it all behind.
I got to put you out of my mind, this time
Been living a lie
I guess I 'm down to my last cry…
They swayed their hips rhythmically to the lovely melody, John smelled her scent, and he looked into her eyes as he sang with the second verse.
I was here you were there,
Guess we never could agree.
While the sun shines on you,
I need some love to rain on me.
Still I sit, all alone
Wishing all my feelings was gone.
I gotta get over you,
Nothing for me to do,
But have one last cry….
"You heard me last Monday, didn't you?"
"Y-yes. I'm sorry."
"Did you ask me out because of pity?"
"No. I just thought you might want to go out with me. If anything, I should be pitying myself."
"How so?"
"I haven't been on date in years, so far this is one of the greatest."
She couldn't believe she just told him that.
"Come with me somewhere."
"Where?"
"Come on."
They grabbed their things and walked out of the kareoke bar. John led her to the car, and asked for the keys. They drove for about ten minutes, until they arrived at the beach. He got out and ran to an underpass with hardened rock above it. There was a groove into the side of the underpass, and it formed a small cave. He climbed inside, and reached for her hand. With little hesitation, she gave in and sat atop his lap. A heart shaped lookout was on the inside of the cave, under it, it read "Lovers' Cove," His hands wrapped around her waist as his head moved closer towards her. The kiss was tentative, but passionate. It was welcoming, yet needing. It was everything she never expected, but everything she had always wanted. They watched as the sun went down, and as the stars rose to the occasion and they looked on through the heart that so many others have gazed upon. Clouds filled the once clear sky, and it suggested rain. They ran together to the car and drove back to the hotel. They had decided to go to his room, since Molly and Steven had a "Do not disturb," sign on the door.
This night was going to be a long one.
A/N: Sorry for the sappy love scenes. I made a mistake last chapter when I said that Dawn Marie was with Triple H. I meant for her to be a ring rat. I am utterly sorry for the agonizing delay…My computer malfunctioned, so I had to take it apart to fix it, again. Well this is the fourth chapter, and I will have the next two chapters in about six days. Again, sorry for the wait.
Jessikah
