Title: Dimming Light
Rating: PG 13... For now
Pairings: Trish/ Jericho, Randy/Stacy... and maybe more
Disclaimer: Sorry.. I don't own any of the WWE superstars.. .yet!
Archiving: You are more then welcome, just give me credit
* I'm so sorry that I keep updating this story late but I have many things to do and I had writers block. Sorry again and I hope you enjoy this chapter. Thanks! Please Review! I'm sorry if the story turns out messed up!! * ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
It's been two weeks since he hasn't seen or heard of her. He was beginning to worry but Randy told him that she was doing okay but was still hurt. He tried day in and day out looking for her around the arena, training room, the gym, lockers but he usually would just miss her or her friends would just ignore him. He even tried calling her, leaving one message after another but she never return a call.... not one single call. But then again who could blame her, after all the things he said, he wouldn't talk to himself either. Chris sits there on his bed with his head resting on beds headboard listening to the headphones playing full blast. He isn't really playing attention to the music cause he could only think about was Trish. The way she smiles, the way she laughs every time he would make a stupid joke, the she feels when they are cuddle up together, the way her lips taste when their lips meet; he was naked without her. She is his strength... his everything. Chris cell phone vibrates, which brings him back to reality; he takes it out of his pocket and checks who it is. Hoping it was her but it's a number he doesn't recognize; he takes off his headphones and answers it.
"Hello?"
"Hey Chris! What's up?"
"Who is this?" he questioned.
"Dude, it's me Adam...EDGE!"
"Oh! Hey man! What's up?"
"Nothing just relaxing. How about you? How are you feeling?
"I'm alright..."
"No your not."
"How hell would you know if I'm not feeling alright?
"I know you to well man. You're still in dumps because you and Trish had that big fight and broke up."
"Who told you?"
"This is the WWE, nothing here is kept safer. Everyone gossips."
"Yeah, your right about that. I just.... I just wish I can go back in time and take back every word I said to her."
"What exactly did you say to her?"
"I said....I told her that if she was a better wrestler like Jazz that the fans wouldn't see her as a slut who has to sleep with her boss to get what she wants."
"Ouch! Why the hell did you say that for?"
"I was upset and I wasn't thinking. I wish I could talk to her and tell her how much I love and care about her and how much I need her. But she won't return my calls and I can't find her anymore nor will her friends tell me where she is. So there is no way of me every getting a chance to see or hear from her."
"I'll talk to her for you."
"Really?"
"Yeah. I know how much you care about her and plus I want to see my best friend get his girl back and be the same guy he us to be."
"Thanks man. I owe you."
"Yeah you do. Sorry man but I have go."
"Alright. I'll talk to you later and thanks again."
"No problem. Alright...Later"
"Bye."
Chris flips his phone off and puts it on the table next to his bed. He looks at the clock and notices its 11:30 p.m. He decides that he should go to sleep since tomorrow is a Raw show and he hasn't been able to get some sleep since his breakup with Trish. He takes off his shirt and jeans, throwing them to the floor. He lies on his bed with boxers on, pulls up the covers and shuts off the lights...slowly falls asleep dreaming about Trish.
It's a half hour until Raw starts and Adam is looking everywhere for Trish. He finally sees her walking into a locker room. He runs towards her but she slams the door shut. He quickly knocks on the door. Trish opens the door and gets a huge smile on her face.
"Adam?"
"Hey sweetie"
"What are you doing here?"
"I'm officially on Raw now. Didn't you hear?"
"No sorry. I kinda have other things on my mind right now."
"It's okay...don't worry about it."
"But hey! Welcome to Raw!"
"Thanks.... You're still hurting huh?"
"Yeah... wait! How did you find out?
"I called Jericho and he told me everything."
"Oh..."
"Trish sweetie, he loves you to death. He would take a bullet for you."
"If he loves me so much then why did he say all those things he said to me?"
"Because you can't control the things you say when your fighting with someone you love."
Adams words got Trish thinking. She knew he was right but what he said hurt her so much... it hurt her more then finding out about
the bet. Trish takes a deep breath and looks at Adam.
"I don't know what to do."
"No, I think you do know what to do. Your just afraid to do it."
"Your right. I do know what to do and I am scared"
"You have nothing to scared of hunnie. He loves you to damn much to give you up but your one who is giving up on this relationship.
Do what's right... Go find him."
" You know what. Your right...I'm going to go find him right now."
Trish gives Adam huge and then leaves to go find Jericho around the arena. Chris was pacing back and fourth in an empty hallway,
he turns but someone was blocking his way. He looks up and gets shock look in face his.
"Steph...Wha...What are you doing here?"
"What? I need to have a reason to be here?"
"No. I'm just surprise. How have you been?"
"I've been good and quite busy. How about you?"
"I'm okay...."
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah, "
"You can't lie to me Jericho. Tell me what's wrong?"
"Trish broke up with me."
"You were going out with Trish?"
"Yeah. I don't know what to do Steph. I love her so much. She won't return any of my calls, I can't find her anywhere and her friends won't tell me where she's at. I....I...I just don't know what to do anymore."
"Chris calm down. Give her time... that's all she needs time."
"Time..."
Stephanie brings Chris closer to her. She gives him a friendly huge and whispers softly into his ear "time". Chris breaks the embrace but locks his eyes with hers. Stephanie leans closer to Chris and plants and kiss on his lips. She couldn't control herself but she deepest the kiss. Chris couldn't move he was to shock to move, he mind was going nuts. He didn't know what to do. Right as Stephanie was making the kiss deeper Trish was in the same hall be hide some boxes watching them kiss. She couldn't stand watching them kiss; they way he would kiss her, she runs down the hall in tears. Stacy tries to stop her but she just ignored her. All she wanted to do was to be as far away from Chris as she could. Chris pushes Stephanie off and wipes his mouth.
"What the hell do you think your doing?"
"I'm sorry.... I... I wasn't thinking. I'm so sorry."
"I have to leave."
Chris walks off leaving Stephanie alone with her head looking at the ground but he didn't care. He makes his way to his locker room and sits on the bench, just thinking about everything that just happened. He steps into the bathroom, strips naked and takes a warm shower to relax himself.
Trish runs to the parking lot and quickly opens the door to her car. She enters the car, turns it on and drives off. She speeds through not knowing or caring what happens to her because no pain is worse then the pain that she has already. Trish was going 70 on a 45 speed limit she blows a red light and gets to a head on collision which cause the car to spine around and hit a light pole right on driver side. Stacy quickly stops her car, gets off and runs to the accident. She tries to open the door but people grab her pulling her away from the scene. She hears ambulance sirens coming their way. Stacy falls on her knees as waterfall of tears run down her cheek.
"Please God.... Please God.... Please"
Stacy kept praying and praying until a cop pulled her up and asked her to move to sidewalk. Firefights quickly open the door with the axe and EMTs rush to Trish side. Stacy watches as they wheel a stretcher with Trish's helpless body laying on it. An officer approaches her and begins to speak.
"Excuse me Miss. But I would like to ask you a few questions."
All Stacy could was nod. She was still shocked of the events she has witnessed.
" Do you know the person who was driving that silver Cadillac STS?
"Ye....Yes..."
" Is she a friend of yours? Relative? "
"She is a friend of mine but she's more like a sister to me."
"What's her name?"
"Trish Stratus."
"Do you know any family member that I could connect around this area?
"No. They all live in Canada."
"Okay.. Miss, would you please come with us to the hospital. The doctors may need more information about her."
Stacy nods her heads and follows the officer into the police car. They make a fast drive to the emergency room. They rush into the hospital and ask for Trish's condition but there's no information about her yet. Stacy waits for a while and then decides to call Chris. She gets her cell phone and quickly dials the number. She impatiently waits for him to answer.
" Come Chris answer. Come..."
"Hello"
"CHRIS!! Thank god you picked up."
"Stacy, what's wrong."
"Trish...She got into a car accident and they still haven't told me how she's doing and...and"
"Stacy... Calm down. I'll be there in 5 mins."
Chris quickly hangs up the phone and Adam is standing there giving him a weird look.
"Trish got into a car accident. I need to go to the hospital"
"Oh my god! How is she?"
"Stacy doesn't know. They haven't told her anything."
"Oh god.."
"We need to get to the hospital now."
"Okay okay... I'll drive."
Chris hands Adam the keys; they run to parking lot enter the car and rush out. They make it to the hospital under 5 mins. Stacy quickly stands up when she sees them and runs to them; gives them each a hug.
"How is she?" Chris asked before Adam even got a chance to open his mouth.
"I...I don't know. They still haven't come out yet."
Soon after she said that the doctor comes out and approaches them.
"Are all of here for Ms. Stratus?
"Yes" all three of them answered.
"How is she doctor?" Chris asked.
"I'm sorry..."
Rating: PG 13... For now
Pairings: Trish/ Jericho, Randy/Stacy... and maybe more
Disclaimer: Sorry.. I don't own any of the WWE superstars.. .yet!
Archiving: You are more then welcome, just give me credit
* I'm so sorry that I keep updating this story late but I have many things to do and I had writers block. Sorry again and I hope you enjoy this chapter. Thanks! Please Review! I'm sorry if the story turns out messed up!! * ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
It's been two weeks since he hasn't seen or heard of her. He was beginning to worry but Randy told him that she was doing okay but was still hurt. He tried day in and day out looking for her around the arena, training room, the gym, lockers but he usually would just miss her or her friends would just ignore him. He even tried calling her, leaving one message after another but she never return a call.... not one single call. But then again who could blame her, after all the things he said, he wouldn't talk to himself either. Chris sits there on his bed with his head resting on beds headboard listening to the headphones playing full blast. He isn't really playing attention to the music cause he could only think about was Trish. The way she smiles, the way she laughs every time he would make a stupid joke, the she feels when they are cuddle up together, the way her lips taste when their lips meet; he was naked without her. She is his strength... his everything. Chris cell phone vibrates, which brings him back to reality; he takes it out of his pocket and checks who it is. Hoping it was her but it's a number he doesn't recognize; he takes off his headphones and answers it.
"Hello?"
"Hey Chris! What's up?"
"Who is this?" he questioned.
"Dude, it's me Adam...EDGE!"
"Oh! Hey man! What's up?"
"Nothing just relaxing. How about you? How are you feeling?
"I'm alright..."
"No your not."
"How hell would you know if I'm not feeling alright?
"I know you to well man. You're still in dumps because you and Trish had that big fight and broke up."
"Who told you?"
"This is the WWE, nothing here is kept safer. Everyone gossips."
"Yeah, your right about that. I just.... I just wish I can go back in time and take back every word I said to her."
"What exactly did you say to her?"
"I said....I told her that if she was a better wrestler like Jazz that the fans wouldn't see her as a slut who has to sleep with her boss to get what she wants."
"Ouch! Why the hell did you say that for?"
"I was upset and I wasn't thinking. I wish I could talk to her and tell her how much I love and care about her and how much I need her. But she won't return my calls and I can't find her anymore nor will her friends tell me where she is. So there is no way of me every getting a chance to see or hear from her."
"I'll talk to her for you."
"Really?"
"Yeah. I know how much you care about her and plus I want to see my best friend get his girl back and be the same guy he us to be."
"Thanks man. I owe you."
"Yeah you do. Sorry man but I have go."
"Alright. I'll talk to you later and thanks again."
"No problem. Alright...Later"
"Bye."
Chris flips his phone off and puts it on the table next to his bed. He looks at the clock and notices its 11:30 p.m. He decides that he should go to sleep since tomorrow is a Raw show and he hasn't been able to get some sleep since his breakup with Trish. He takes off his shirt and jeans, throwing them to the floor. He lies on his bed with boxers on, pulls up the covers and shuts off the lights...slowly falls asleep dreaming about Trish.
It's a half hour until Raw starts and Adam is looking everywhere for Trish. He finally sees her walking into a locker room. He runs towards her but she slams the door shut. He quickly knocks on the door. Trish opens the door and gets a huge smile on her face.
"Adam?"
"Hey sweetie"
"What are you doing here?"
"I'm officially on Raw now. Didn't you hear?"
"No sorry. I kinda have other things on my mind right now."
"It's okay...don't worry about it."
"But hey! Welcome to Raw!"
"Thanks.... You're still hurting huh?"
"Yeah... wait! How did you find out?
"I called Jericho and he told me everything."
"Oh..."
"Trish sweetie, he loves you to death. He would take a bullet for you."
"If he loves me so much then why did he say all those things he said to me?"
"Because you can't control the things you say when your fighting with someone you love."
Adams words got Trish thinking. She knew he was right but what he said hurt her so much... it hurt her more then finding out about
the bet. Trish takes a deep breath and looks at Adam.
"I don't know what to do."
"No, I think you do know what to do. Your just afraid to do it."
"Your right. I do know what to do and I am scared"
"You have nothing to scared of hunnie. He loves you to damn much to give you up but your one who is giving up on this relationship.
Do what's right... Go find him."
" You know what. Your right...I'm going to go find him right now."
Trish gives Adam huge and then leaves to go find Jericho around the arena. Chris was pacing back and fourth in an empty hallway,
he turns but someone was blocking his way. He looks up and gets shock look in face his.
"Steph...Wha...What are you doing here?"
"What? I need to have a reason to be here?"
"No. I'm just surprise. How have you been?"
"I've been good and quite busy. How about you?"
"I'm okay...."
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah, "
"You can't lie to me Jericho. Tell me what's wrong?"
"Trish broke up with me."
"You were going out with Trish?"
"Yeah. I don't know what to do Steph. I love her so much. She won't return any of my calls, I can't find her anywhere and her friends won't tell me where she's at. I....I...I just don't know what to do anymore."
"Chris calm down. Give her time... that's all she needs time."
"Time..."
Stephanie brings Chris closer to her. She gives him a friendly huge and whispers softly into his ear "time". Chris breaks the embrace but locks his eyes with hers. Stephanie leans closer to Chris and plants and kiss on his lips. She couldn't control herself but she deepest the kiss. Chris couldn't move he was to shock to move, he mind was going nuts. He didn't know what to do. Right as Stephanie was making the kiss deeper Trish was in the same hall be hide some boxes watching them kiss. She couldn't stand watching them kiss; they way he would kiss her, she runs down the hall in tears. Stacy tries to stop her but she just ignored her. All she wanted to do was to be as far away from Chris as she could. Chris pushes Stephanie off and wipes his mouth.
"What the hell do you think your doing?"
"I'm sorry.... I... I wasn't thinking. I'm so sorry."
"I have to leave."
Chris walks off leaving Stephanie alone with her head looking at the ground but he didn't care. He makes his way to his locker room and sits on the bench, just thinking about everything that just happened. He steps into the bathroom, strips naked and takes a warm shower to relax himself.
Trish runs to the parking lot and quickly opens the door to her car. She enters the car, turns it on and drives off. She speeds through not knowing or caring what happens to her because no pain is worse then the pain that she has already. Trish was going 70 on a 45 speed limit she blows a red light and gets to a head on collision which cause the car to spine around and hit a light pole right on driver side. Stacy quickly stops her car, gets off and runs to the accident. She tries to open the door but people grab her pulling her away from the scene. She hears ambulance sirens coming their way. Stacy falls on her knees as waterfall of tears run down her cheek.
"Please God.... Please God.... Please"
Stacy kept praying and praying until a cop pulled her up and asked her to move to sidewalk. Firefights quickly open the door with the axe and EMTs rush to Trish side. Stacy watches as they wheel a stretcher with Trish's helpless body laying on it. An officer approaches her and begins to speak.
"Excuse me Miss. But I would like to ask you a few questions."
All Stacy could was nod. She was still shocked of the events she has witnessed.
" Do you know the person who was driving that silver Cadillac STS?
"Ye....Yes..."
" Is she a friend of yours? Relative? "
"She is a friend of mine but she's more like a sister to me."
"What's her name?"
"Trish Stratus."
"Do you know any family member that I could connect around this area?
"No. They all live in Canada."
"Okay.. Miss, would you please come with us to the hospital. The doctors may need more information about her."
Stacy nods her heads and follows the officer into the police car. They make a fast drive to the emergency room. They rush into the hospital and ask for Trish's condition but there's no information about her yet. Stacy waits for a while and then decides to call Chris. She gets her cell phone and quickly dials the number. She impatiently waits for him to answer.
" Come Chris answer. Come..."
"Hello"
"CHRIS!! Thank god you picked up."
"Stacy, what's wrong."
"Trish...She got into a car accident and they still haven't told me how she's doing and...and"
"Stacy... Calm down. I'll be there in 5 mins."
Chris quickly hangs up the phone and Adam is standing there giving him a weird look.
"Trish got into a car accident. I need to go to the hospital"
"Oh my god! How is she?"
"Stacy doesn't know. They haven't told her anything."
"Oh god.."
"We need to get to the hospital now."
"Okay okay... I'll drive."
Chris hands Adam the keys; they run to parking lot enter the car and rush out. They make it to the hospital under 5 mins. Stacy quickly stands up when she sees them and runs to them; gives them each a hug.
"How is she?" Chris asked before Adam even got a chance to open his mouth.
"I...I don't know. They still haven't come out yet."
Soon after she said that the doctor comes out and approaches them.
"Are all of here for Ms. Stratus?
"Yes" all three of them answered.
"How is she doctor?" Chris asked.
"I'm sorry..."