To Find Love Again
A Sean O'Haire/Rock fan fiction
Author Note: I do NOT own anything.
Author Note 2: This is the final chapter of this story. I thank everyone for the great reviews I have gotten considering I had to take a small hiatus. Hopefully this is a good story to everyone. I dunno when I will cook up my next fic, but be on the lookout!
Chapter Nine
Over a year has passed by since Trista had publicly embarrassed Sean on national television about their crumbled marriage. Since then, she stayed off-camera and tended to her personal business back home.
Trista and Sean were granted a divorce three months after the SmackDown incident, just like the lawyers promised them. Since there was proof of infidelity in the marriage, Sean had to pay for damages, which was just fine with Trista. Actually, she smiled smart-assed like at him while he made the check out to her. After that, she had nothing else to say to him, and walked off and never looked back.
As far as Dwayne was concerned, he stayed with her, and they eventually moved in together once the divorce was final. Trista had no intentions of getting married anytime soon. Quite personally, she NEVER wanted to get married again. For now, Trista focused on her 2 part-time jobs to keep herself busy. One, being a teacher from 8 until 12, and then, she does the Mary Kay thing. She always states that she expands her horizons.
Mercedes and Kevin Nash had begun dating, and still are. Mercedes had quit her job at the college and went on the road with him so they can spend time with each other, and to be his manager. Leia and Mark had become engaged, and planned to marry once WrestleMania had passed by. Shelly still teaches at the elementary school in town; in fact, she and Glen had gotten married a while back. Though with him being on the road, it is difficult. As for Stacy, she and Rob did not last, but she didn't dwell about the breakup and isn't worried about dating for awhile.
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Trista was halfway home when she heard Baby Boy ringing from her cell phone. Noticing that it was Leia on her caller ID, she went ahead and answered it.
"Trista's House of Sexual Fantasies, how may I help you?" she answered with a giggle.
"Hey friend," Leia said, laughing. "We are at your place."
Trista was caught by surprise, and almost didn't see the speed limit change and almost hit someone. "What the hell? You guys are at MY house?"
"Yea! Say hi, everyone!"
Everyone shouted hey, making Trista smile. This was definitely a surprise for the day. She finished her conversation with Leia, and continued her way home. She turned her radio up and sang along to the radio to kill time. Hell, she is still young, and she wasn't gonna let anything stop her anymore. She loved listening to the radio, but she didn't show out and sing along ad libbing and stuff around Sean.
Ugh, forget about him girl, she thought to herself. Now tired of the radio, she put in a CD and listened to it the rest of the way home. Her system was off the chain, with surround sound speakers and awesome bass, it was a music lover's dream. Her player even had those animations on it.
Within a while later, she finally pulled up in the driveway; her girls ready to greet her with open arms. Stacy was the first to get up; as she ran to her and hugged her like she hasn't seen Trista in years. Getting out of her Navigator, she walked a few steps towards her girlfriends and reunited, though it wasn't that long since she seen them.
After getting hugs from everyone, the girls helped Trista getting her stuff in and had her change into a bikini so they can go swimming. While she did that, the girls filled her in on the road gossip. And of course, their love lives.
"Oh my God, you know that Sean and Torrie are not together anymore right?' Stacy brought up.
"That's just too bad," Trista replied, slipping a pair of denim short shorts on. "Maybe one of them contracted something from the other?"
"Trista, now you know that is not nice." Mercedes scolded.
"Well, at least I didn't wish harm on him." Trista shot back.
"You know, she's right." Shelly butted in.
Before the argument escalated, Leia changed the subject rather quickly. She pointed out that the guys were in the backyard grilling out and were probably waiting on all of them. Making sure they looked good, the girls made a trip to the bathroom and then headed down the stairs. One by one, they went outside and joined the gentlemen by the pool.
After greeting the guys, everyone started talking at once, making conversation with one another. All of them made an effort to mention how good Trista looks. She had been working out with Dwayne in her downtime, and when he was not home. Her body looked more toned and Trista's bikini top showed little cleavage, which made Dwayne happy.
"You look nice," Dwayne said to her, kissing her on the cheek.
"Well you don't mean nice." Trista smirked at him, adding a wink in for good measure.
Everyone laughed at the joke she made, and continued on with their conversation. After looking around at the area, from what the entrees were to scoping out the usual design of the pool area, Trista and a couple of the girls sat on the edge of the pool so they can just dangle their legs in the water. That didn't last long, however, as Glen decided to be mean and sneak up on them, pushing them into the cold water.
"EIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!" Cold water made contact with their bodies, and the fact that it was unexpected made it worse. Gathering their breath, the girls got out and chased Glen. Double teaming him, two girls were behind him, while the other two went the other side and got him. Once he was surrounded, they pushed him in the pool.
"Serves you right!" Mercedes screamed.
"Alright, you guys got me." Glen laughed as he swam around the pool.
Trista ran and got a towel right quick before her bikini top would embarrass her. Wrapping it around her, she sat around keeping herself warm until the cooking was done and they could eat. Until then, she remained alert in case the gentlemen wanted to play rough.
A little while later dinner was served and everyone ate at the outdoor table. Music was now playing, lighting everyone's spirits a little bit higher. Not only did they have barbecue, Mark was generous enough to buy alcohol for everyone, ranging from Bacardi to Skyy Blues. The girls held off the alcohol until after they ate, and opted for soda with their supper.
Trista offered to clean up after everyone was finished, so she and Dwayne can have a few moments to themselves while they all got comfortable inside. While they cleaned up, they were just talking about how their days went and all of that. Dwayne was cleaning the table off and getting up trash while she went and unhooked the CD player and put it up in the shed, which was by the house. She gathered the towels and anything else that needed to be washed so she could go ahead and wash them while they did whatever.
The guys got into a game of Aggravation, while the girls decided to play with Trista's makeup while having a couple drinks. Going up to the upstairs sitting room, Trista grabbed some samples and attempted to do a skin care class and expose them to all she could sell.
"Tristy, hush! We can just play with the samples and glam each other up!" Shelly exclaimed. "C'mon, let's wash off our faces and we're gonna get all sexified and stuff."
Within ten minutes, everyone had washed their faces and basically had Trista pinned to the chair, while Stacy and Shelly experimented with the colors. Finally they decided on a more sophisticated color set, using an earthy purple (where it looks more brown with hue of purple) and earthy green color, with a light shade of pink on her lips. Mercedes played with her hair and Leia looked on, and talked to poor Trista. To lighten things up, they played music as well and had munchies.
After they were done with her, they attacked Leia and forced her to go through the same thing. Stacy only worked on her makeup, and Shelly played with the hair a little bit, being that Leia already had her hair done, but needed some touching up, due to water that was sprayed in her hair.
"I could kill your big goofy husband." Leia murmured.
"Leia, its okay, be glad I know how to handle black hair." Shelly replied.
Stacy was finished with the makeup when she came up with an idea. She insisted they do a little fashion show, and show off the new looks they were coming up with. Since the girls were all staying here tonight, they had their outfits with them from the road, all washed of course. Stacy ran to get everyone's bags while Trista was looking around in her closet for anything suitable.
"Friend, get out of your closet!" Stacy cried out as she came upstairs. "I got something that will blow everyone out of the water, come on now, and back to the sitting room!"
Trista sighed in defeat and trotted back to the room. She could hear the guys pick on Stacy and the others as she made her way back in. She felt like a 12 year old again, playing dress up. She figured it was okay, it wasn't like she would be 12 ever again.
Mercedes had fixed up her makeup and was now working on Shelly while Leia was looking through some clothes. Other then breast cups, shoe size and height, the girls wore the same size clothing. Stacy threw her suitcase on the sofa and began rummaging around for some dresses and accessories. She threw her black spiked knee high boots to Mercedes, while she threw a miniskirt to Leia. After more rummaging, she found her frilly dresses for Trista.
"Here pick." She said, handing two dresses to her. They were quite revealing.
"I CAN'T WEAR THIS!" Trista exclaimed.
"Yes you can. You are the girlfriend of the Rock and Ms. Trista needs to work her stuff, and show off what Dwayne has every night of the year." Stacy replied, making everyone laugh.
"FINE" Trista said loudly in defeat. Grabbing her push-up bra, she put that on before slipping on the dress. It fit perfectly, despite her boobs could not breathe. She was a full two cups bigger then Stacy, and it definitely showed in the dress.
"Stacy I can't breathe!" she exclaimed.
"Take off that bra and see if it makes things better….the padding is probably why your babies can't breathe."
Once again, Trista threw off clothing and removed the bra. Putting it back on, she adjusted herself, seeing if she could breathe or not. It felt a lot better, but you could tell she wasn't wearing a bra. Trista was beginning to get infuriated.
"Look! This is NOT cool. My nipples are poking through the fabric!" She said, getting upset.
"It's okay dear, it's not slutty. I think it looks good personally." Mercedes said, slipping on Stacy's boots. "On another subject, Stacy, I LOVE these boots, glad we wear the same shoe size."
Sighing and pouting, Trista grabbed her strappy stilettos and slipped them on. She looked at herself in the mirror again, and decided it was indeed different. She looked like another version of Stacy, but with bigger boobs and red hair. Adjusting herself one more time, she went ahead and sat down, waiting on everyone else to get ready.
When everyone was done and the makeup was all put away, Stacy showed off the new looks. Gentlemen had approved and loved it, though they were kind of tipsy from the Heineken and Bud light they were drinking. At least they didn't try to do cat calls; it would have been bloodshed then.
"Mm, honey you need to wear more things like that," Dwayne drawled, smiling at her. He was so adorable tipsy. And it was rather funny as well.
'Well you might as well forget about it." Trista snapped.
"Oh Tristy, it looks good on you!" Shelly said pouty like.
"I got an idea, let's go upstairs and play Yahtzee," Leia blurted out.
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Dwayne and Trista had woken up, feeling light-headed from the night before. After the fashion show and a few games of Yahtzee, Dwayne had gotten Trista and took her to their bedroom where they ended up doing more then what she had bargained for. The others slept in downstairs guestrooms for the night. Trista hoped to God that she didn't wake them up, or gave them disturbing thoughts.
Stretching, Trista put on some denim flares and a baggy t-shirt on and headed down the stairs. Making her way down, Shelly and Glen were already down there, and helped themselves to some decaf coffee and toast. Plopping down in the chair, she winced at the pain, forgetting about the night before due to sleepiness.
"You alright babe?" Shelly asked.
"Yea," Trista sat up. "Dwayne had his way with me last night….and I'm so sleepy I forgot I haven't had sex in six months."
Shelly and Glen chuckled. "So we heard."
Trista blushed hard, realizing that her concerns really happened. Was she really that drunk? Going back to the night before, she was somehow coherent, but she was really happy and horny due to the alcohol she consumed. From what she could remember she did enjoy herself….
Glen spoke up, bringing her back to the present. "It's okay; we heard Leia and Mark too."
"GLEN!" Shelly shouted. "DON'T remind me."
Dwayne heard this and laughed as he descended down the stairs. Kissing Trista good morning, he made himself a cup of coffee and poured a glass of juice for his tired girlfriend. Stacy awakened next, and lazily walked to the kitchen in her spaghetti strap shirt and baggy flannel pants.
"I know this is your house and everything, but you couldn't tone it down for those who were trying to get some SLEEP?" Stacy asked.
"I'm sorry Stacy; I must've been drunk as hell." Trista said.
"Well Leia and Mark were at it too," Glen butted in, receiving a look from Stacy.
After waking up a bit and everyone had showered and gotten ready, the guests had packed up and loaded up Mark's extended cab truck. Trista and Dwayne didn't pack anything up; as they were just gonna hang out with everyone for the day. They were going to the outskirts of Tifton so Stacy and them can put their things up at the house, and then head to Valdosta where Wild Adventures was at (it's a zoo-themed theme park).
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It was 10 p.m., and Trista was exhausted. She had rode rides so many times and stuffed herself with funnel cake, and with dinner at Ruby Tuesday's. She had driven on the way there, and Dwayne offered to drive back. When they got to Stacy's house, they all decided to ride in three separate vehicles, with Stacy riding with Mercedes and Kevin.
Dwayne had the station on an R&B station, so slow music was playing throughout the rest of the trip. With the cruise control on, he had one hand on the steering wheel, and his other hand stroked Trista's hair and face. His hand rested on her thigh, and she let the seat back a little, making herself comfortable so she could sleep.
"You tired baby?" he asked. She nodded in response.
"I love you," he said in a soft voice.
"Love you too," she murmured half sleepily.
"I remember when you and I first met. You and Sean were about to go out and I came by. I was amazed of how you looked. When Sean talked about you, he always said how attractive you were, but never gave any specific details. He did love you, but I guess he gave in to temptation."
Trista could do nothing but nod. Those days were over, but the memories were still there. "Yea, it wasn't built to last." She responded quietly.
"I'm glad in a way it happened though. Because if not, we wouldn't be together. You are so much happier as I."
She sat up a little bit. "Really?"
He nodded, looking at her intently before turning his attention to the road. Kissing him on the cheek, she went for his lips when her cell phone rang.
"Ugh, who the hell…" she looked at the name, and it said Mercedes. Groaning, she picked up.
"You alright?" She asked. She was met with laughter and giggles.
"Oh man, Trista that is soooooo funny!" Mercedes laughed. "How come you didn't tell us about your license plate?"
"I didn't give it a thought." Trista replied chucking. "When Sean gave me my check, I went ahead and purchased this baby right here and got a plate to go with it as well. So whenever he sees me driving it, he has to live with the fact that leaving me was costly."
She hung up with them and leaned back in her chair, laughing a little bit.
"What was that all about sweetie?" Dwayne asked.
"Just now, the girls noticed my license plate." She winked.
"Ahhh" Dwayne laughed with her. "What does it say again?"
She smiled. "HISCASH"
~*~*~THE END~*~*~
*~*~*~*DEDICATION*~*~*~*
This fan fic, "To Find Love Again" in its entirety, especially the last chapter, is dedicated to Linda Ann Morrison. Mrs. Linda passed away October 6, 2003 to cancer. Though she is not here anymore, she is here in spirit with us.
I love you Mrs. Linda.
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