Disclaimer: I do not own John Cena, Trish Stratus or any of the other WWE superstars in this story; they are all owned in and by themselves and the World Wrestling Entertainment franchise.

A/N: It has been awhile since I updated but I took control of a few things on my other account so now I can update this story as well. Thank you all for the reviews on that last chapter and I hope this one turns out good for you. This story will be ending eventually, I just need to figure out how. So bear with me and I think I will be better about updating.

"I am so glad that you agreed to do this Trish. When I asked Jeff to come ask you out I wasn't sure what you were going to think."

Matt's candid honesty made her smile. It had been a long time since she had been totally honest with a guy and had him do it in return. Maybe this wouldn't be such a bad date after all. Matt seemed happy to be with her, and in no rush to push her to forget John. Like she could even if she wanted too.

"I did think it was a little off. I thought he was trying to get me back again and I didn't like that one bit. So if you heard any horror stories from him I am sorry. I promise to behave myself this evening. It was nice to know someone else was interested though."

"Lots of people are interested Trish, they just don't know how you will take to them so they never ask."

This was news to Trish. When she had been on Raw everyone had known her, and they told her what a great person she was, and so easy to talk too. Hearing now from Matt that men thought she was scary kind of made her a little nervous on how to act.

When they got to their table and took their seats, Matt smiled and passed her a menu, and began scanning one herself. She wasn't used to this sort of thing anymore. She didn't tend to date much and wasn't sure what came next. Did she pay for herself and not Matt, or both or did he pay? God there was so much to remember she wasn't sure what the hell to do.

Matt seemed to notice her discomfort because he started talking again and she totally forgot about what she was afraid of.

"Would you stop worrying Trish? This is weird for me too you know. I was with Amy a long time and never have had to think about any of this stuff. Like who pays and who doesn't and do we have sex or do we not." he said that last part with a huge grin, causing her to break out into a fit of giggles. Anyone who knew Trish knew that when she was nervous she giggled.

"Okay, fair enough, I promise not to over work myself and worry anymore. For the record though, if you want sex, I might be the wrong girl." she smiled back at him trying equally to try and make him feel at ease with the whole date. Things seemed to be looking up in the right direction and neither one of them could be happier.

"Would you hurry your ass up? If you don't get in there with me the whole thing is going to be ruined." John barked, almost dragging Torrie from her seat on the plush car seat and towards the restaurant. He knew that if he didn't get in there soon, Matt could possibly win and walk away with the girl. He knew he wouldn't live it down if that did happen.

"Stop bullying me around John. You asked me out on this date remember? Not the other way around. What the hell are you talking about, the whole thing will be ruined?" She screamed at him, wondering what he was up to now.

John knew he had come awfully close to letting the whole idea out of the bag and the last thing he wanted to do was push Torrie away before they could do their job in front of Matt and Trish. He needed to make her see what she was missing and it would bring her back, it just had too.

"Nothing baby, I just want this night to start off right and end on the right note if you get what I mean."

"If you mean with the two of us sleeping together then I can't wait. It has been forever John. I can show you a really good time. Better than that stupid wench Trish ever could. I am still betting she is a virgin." Torrie said with a wicked little laugh, causing John to turn around and want to hit her. Instead he just grabbed her hand and they entered the restaurant to start the plan.

"Did she really do that? I mean she really slept with Kane?" Trish asked, as Matt was opening up more about what had really happened with Amy and him.

"Yes she did. It seems that they got to talking about this plan and had a few drinks and well it happened. Real Life imitates Art is what people keep telling me."

"Well she was drunk right? Because she wouldn't do it stone cold sober. You know Amy, she at some point loved you."

"I thought so too, but it happened more then once and I walked in on it. Glen actually stood there with a smile on his face and she looked almost ill. She thought she could have sex with him and come home to me. It didn't work that way."

"God that is just horrible. No better then what John did to me, but that is horrible enough."

"I heard about Torrie and him and that they kept it from you. People also think he lied about not attacking Jeff that night. What do you think?"

"Honestly, I love him still, so I don't want to think of him as some monster out to win me and keep me as his own, but I really am starting to think that was his plan. Make me stay with him by taking out Jeff, the only other guy I have ever cared for."

"Jeff gave you up though didn't he?"

"Yes and it was mutual and we are good friends now. What John did with Torrie makes no sense."

"Looks like we both lost in love then huh?"

"Yeah it sure seems like that Matt doesn't it?"

Matt thought about it for a second, wondering if he should ask it, and when he did he learned it was good of him to ask.

"Do you want to get back with him?"

"I miss him, I love him, and yeah if I knew that he was telling me the truth and he wasn't interested in Torrie at all then I would take him back right away."

"Why don't we just call this a friendly dinner then Trish? I mean we are both sitting here loving two different people and wanting to make it right, and we both know there isn't anything between us. I think it might be better if we just relax and eat as friends."

"You know what Matt, that is the best offer I have had in weeks. Thanks so much for understanding."

He caught sight of her right away, and noticed how she was touching his hand. He was losing her, and if he didn't make his move soon, it was all over for him. It was now or never.

"Oh look Torrie let's go say hello to Matt and Trish!"

"Why the hell should we do that?" Torrie asked, slowing clueing in to what John was trying to do here. He was going to make her jealous so that Trish would come running back to him. She knew better though. When Trish saw the two of them together, John was going to be hers forever.

"Don't you want to be nice? I mean they do work with us."

"Sure John, whatever you say."

They made their way over to the table to where Trish and Matt seemed in a deep discussion. Now was the chance that John was looking for. It really was do or die time.

"Well fancy meeting the two of you here." John exclaimed as they came upon their table. When Trish looked up and saw Torrie standing alongside the man that she loved, she almost lost her appetite. This was something that she was hoping would not happen and here it was happening in real time.

"John, nice to see you. Torrie." Trish managed to choke out, stealing a look at Matt and seeing the angry look in his eyes at what he knew John was doing.

"We just came here for a little alone time if you get my drift, before going back to the hotel room for a long night. We thought we would say hello and since we have, baby, don't you think we ought to get going?" John asked, staring at Torrie with the fakest loving eyes he had ever used. The only difference was, Trish didn't obviously think they were fake because as Torrie nodded and then wrapped herself around him in a kiss, Trish pushed her chair back hard and stood to her feet.

"Matt, I think it's time I left for the evening. I suddenly lost my appetite. Can you take me back to the hotel?"

"Yes of course."

As they started walking away, John felt something happen to his stomach and realized Kurt had been right, he had screwed up and the further she got away from him, the more sick he felt. He had broken her heart all over again, and he had no one to blame but himself. Just when he thought the night couldn't get worse, it did.

"John, you lying sack of shit. You didn't want to make up with me, and forget her, you wanted to make her come back to you. If you think I am going anywhere with you now, you are sadly mistaken. You just lost her again, and now you have also lost me."