Ch. 4 -- Dreams Do Come True
It had been a month since Jeff and Matt came to the WWE. Turns out they were aspiring wrestlers, working all their lives for this opportunity. They pretty much knew everyone and were used to everything, with the help of Trish. It was really crazy how drastic a change life had turned. Who would ever expect childhood friends to be reunited like this, with both the same goal all these years? Trish sure didn't, but she was so glad things were the way they were now. It felt just like old times - they travelled together from show to show, ate together, shared a hotel room (no ideas please)...basically, they were inseparable and each moment she spent with Jeff, she always had a smile on her face. The feelings Trish had developed for him the first time they met after so long were pushed away. Jeff was like her brother and she didn't want to screw up their friendship. For now, life was good being on her own with great friends to share it with. She only thought Jeff was a little attractive....nothing more, nothing less, or so she thought. One thing that did bother her, though, was that she kept having the same dream each night ever since she found Jeff. In it, Jeff got hurt in the ring during a match and Trish ran down to help him. When she picked him up, they shared a kiss. She didn't know how to interpret this and would've shrugged it off as nothing, but it just kept occurring over and over again.
"Good morning, sleepy head," a warm voice greeted as Trish opened her eyes. "What did you dream about?"
Trish sat up in the rental car that Jeff and she used to get to the arena Raw was going to be held in that night. It took her a few seconds to remember where she was, then smiled when she saw Jeff beside her at the steering wheel. "Oh, nothing. Didn't have one," Trish replied, groggily while stretching and pretending like she really didn't. She stared out of the window and thought to herself, "I can't tell Amy about this because she would immediately take it as a sign that Jeff and I were meant to be. She has been trying so desperately to get us together ever since she surprised me." Trish knew she did not want to her it from Amy at all. "I can't tell Matt, because he's so smitten with Amy that he'll do whatever she tells him to and would probably tell Jeff the minute I tell him." She looked over at Jeff, then sighed silently and turned her gaze back out to the window. "I sure as hell cannot tell Jeff because he would suspect that I like him or something, when I don't."
Jeff noticed Trish's behavior and saw Trish staring blankly at the dead view of trees and paved highway. He knew that look anywhere. "You sure it's nothing?"
Trish broke out of her thoughts, turned to him, then smiled weakly, "Yeah, I'm sure."
Jeff was set for a match against Big Show that night. He really became a fan favorite fast, especially among the ladies. Trish watched as she saw him take some vicious bumps. He didn't look too good by halfway through the match and she was getting really concerned with worry. It came to the point where Big Show was brutally hurting Jeff that Trish couldn't take it anymore. She rushed out to the ring as the fans were obviously wondering why she was out there. By the time she got to ringside, the match was over and Jeff had lost. Lying there in the middle of the ring, Trish picked him up and propped him on the corner turnbuckle. She cupped his face in her hands and kept asking if he was okay. Before he could even answer, Trish put her lips to his and they kissed...
Author's Note: I wasn't too sure if Jeff had gone against the Big Show that night when Trish kissed him 'cause I was trying to mix in some of their past moments together. Thanks for all the nice comments so far on the story...I'm currently working to finish it up! x33
It had been a month since Jeff and Matt came to the WWE. Turns out they were aspiring wrestlers, working all their lives for this opportunity. They pretty much knew everyone and were used to everything, with the help of Trish. It was really crazy how drastic a change life had turned. Who would ever expect childhood friends to be reunited like this, with both the same goal all these years? Trish sure didn't, but she was so glad things were the way they were now. It felt just like old times - they travelled together from show to show, ate together, shared a hotel room (no ideas please)...basically, they were inseparable and each moment she spent with Jeff, she always had a smile on her face. The feelings Trish had developed for him the first time they met after so long were pushed away. Jeff was like her brother and she didn't want to screw up their friendship. For now, life was good being on her own with great friends to share it with. She only thought Jeff was a little attractive....nothing more, nothing less, or so she thought. One thing that did bother her, though, was that she kept having the same dream each night ever since she found Jeff. In it, Jeff got hurt in the ring during a match and Trish ran down to help him. When she picked him up, they shared a kiss. She didn't know how to interpret this and would've shrugged it off as nothing, but it just kept occurring over and over again.
"Good morning, sleepy head," a warm voice greeted as Trish opened her eyes. "What did you dream about?"
Trish sat up in the rental car that Jeff and she used to get to the arena Raw was going to be held in that night. It took her a few seconds to remember where she was, then smiled when she saw Jeff beside her at the steering wheel. "Oh, nothing. Didn't have one," Trish replied, groggily while stretching and pretending like she really didn't. She stared out of the window and thought to herself, "I can't tell Amy about this because she would immediately take it as a sign that Jeff and I were meant to be. She has been trying so desperately to get us together ever since she surprised me." Trish knew she did not want to her it from Amy at all. "I can't tell Matt, because he's so smitten with Amy that he'll do whatever she tells him to and would probably tell Jeff the minute I tell him." She looked over at Jeff, then sighed silently and turned her gaze back out to the window. "I sure as hell cannot tell Jeff because he would suspect that I like him or something, when I don't."
Jeff noticed Trish's behavior and saw Trish staring blankly at the dead view of trees and paved highway. He knew that look anywhere. "You sure it's nothing?"
Trish broke out of her thoughts, turned to him, then smiled weakly, "Yeah, I'm sure."
Jeff was set for a match against Big Show that night. He really became a fan favorite fast, especially among the ladies. Trish watched as she saw him take some vicious bumps. He didn't look too good by halfway through the match and she was getting really concerned with worry. It came to the point where Big Show was brutally hurting Jeff that Trish couldn't take it anymore. She rushed out to the ring as the fans were obviously wondering why she was out there. By the time she got to ringside, the match was over and Jeff had lost. Lying there in the middle of the ring, Trish picked him up and propped him on the corner turnbuckle. She cupped his face in her hands and kept asking if he was okay. Before he could even answer, Trish put her lips to his and they kissed...
Author's Note: I wasn't too sure if Jeff had gone against the Big Show that night when Trish kissed him 'cause I was trying to mix in some of their past moments together. Thanks for all the nice comments so far on the story...I'm currently working to finish it up! x33