[Okay, I skipped a week in between the course of these two chapters. Last chapter was short, and this chapter will make up for it. But you've got to review me!...K the mystery guest..who will it be? Read and find out!]
"What does she think she's doing?! She's pregnant Edge!"
"She's making it look good. Don't worry, I'm sure she'll be fine."
"Yeah, well she better be." She looked at the blonde sitting in the chair beside her. "Where is he now?"
"He left. He was angry."
"Do you blame him. You honestly didn't have to do that Edge."
"It was a match."
"Edge, come on."
"Whatever Trish."
"Did you talk to him earlier though?"
"Yeah. For a couple minutes."
"And?"
"He said he was sorry he didn't call you."
"Well, okay. Two weeks ago I went to his hotel room, we talked about a lot of things and then later I left. He has not called me since."
"I don't know Trish. I don't monitor everything he does. Even if he was still my best friend, I wouldn't. He's a grown man."
"I just wish I knew someone who would actually..."
"Actually what?"
"Oh no, I'm not talking to her."
"Talking to who?"
"Stephanie."
"Ah, the infamous Stephanie McMahon. The one person you thought tried to break you two up."
"Well, Chris told me what happened."
"So why won't you talk to her."
"I just don't want to okay?"
"Fine."
"I'm going to go. I'll see you later."
He watched as she left his locker room and turned down the hall. Picking up his cell phone, he dialed Stephanie's number. 'If she won't talk to her, the I will,' he thought as the phone began to ring.
Sitting in the dark of his room, he stared blankly out the window. Once again this week, he had ignored her completely. He saw her walking down the hall and went the opposite way. He kept his phone off every day and only turned it on to check his messages. Why he was doing this, he didn't know. He just knew that he didn't want her to hurt him again.
But still as much as he told himself ignoring her for a little while would help, somehow he thought of her. Thought of the scent of her, and the way her kiss lingered on her lips for minutes after she pulled away. The last night they'd spent together two weeks ago crossed his mind day in and day out. Then he thought of her feelings.
How she must be feeling after making such an effort to talk to him that night, then get completely shut down. He pulled his blonde locks back into a hair tie, and then walked to the bathroom and turned the shower on. Taking off his shirt, he threw it down on the bed. As he looked at his cellphone next to the shirt, it began to ring.
"Hello?"
"Chris, what is your problem?"
"Stephanie?"
"No time for names, why the hell won't you talk to her?"
"I don't know. I don't want her to continue to assume things, and then get angry, and then break up with me again...Wait how did you know I'm not talking to her?"
"Edge called me, because Trish talked to him. She didn't want to talk to me, and is upset because you won't talk to her, but you'll talk to me. It's like we're in grade school and we're fighting for your attention. Look, I don't want you to be like this. Tell her how you feel, hell talk to her at least. You're only making this hard on your relationship. What's left of it anyways."
"I just don't know what to say to her."
"Well you talked to her for quite some time two weeks ago. So, do the same thing as you did then." There was a short pause from both ends. "I called her Chris."
"Why?"
"I wanted to make peace with her. And I wanted to tell her I was sorry."
"And?"
"And I told her where you were staying."
"Oh."
"She said she might go see you later, but she wasn't one hundred percent sure. She sounded like she was crying."
"Great."
"Chris, just talk to her. And if you can't find the words to say to her, hug her. Make her feel that you love her."
"Bye Steph."
"Bye Chris."
He threw his phone back on the bed, and made his way into the bathroom. Turning on the shower, he looked around the bathroom and began to undress. The light shined in his eyes and he closed them for a second. When he opened them again, he thought he saw someone walk by the bathroom door. Wrapping a towel around himself, he walked into the other room and didn't see anyone. He walked back in the bathroom and got into the shower.
After his shower and a fresh change of clothes, Chris lay in bed flipping through the channels on TV. When he finally found a station he was happy with, he set the remote on the table beside the bed. Attempting to go to bed, he closed his eyes and pulled the covers tight over his shoulders. A little while later, he woke to a knock on the door.
"Coming, hold on."
Getting up out of bed, he walked to the door and unlocked it. As he opened it, she spied the same blonde he saw two weeks ago with tear stained cheeks this time. He let go of the door handle, and wrapped her up in his arms. He didn't say a word, just held onto her like Stephanie had told him. She did the same back, with her arms tightly around his neck and her head buried into her shoulders. He heard the sound of her crying once again and pressed his lips to her forehead.
"Please, don't cry Trish."
"W-Why Chris?"
"Because I'm stupid. I don't know what I have with you, and how good it is. I don't want you to continue to think I'm going to leave you for Steph."
"I just don't know what to believe Chris. I honestly don't when it comes to you."
"What do you mean."
"I know everything that's happened to us in the past, the bet, me and Christian and our jobs on the line. I just don't know how to have a normal relationship with you."
"That's all in the past. Trust me. I love you. I love you more than words could ever describe."
"I love you too Baby."
As Chris shut the door behind him, he lifted up Trish as she wrapped her legs around his waist. Pressing her lips to his, she tightened her grip around his neck and deepened the kiss letting her tongue slip past his lips. Falling on the bed together, she broke the kiss and starred into his crystal blue eyes. He smiled at her and she smiled back.
"So, are we still on for that house in Tampa?"
"Well, it's already paid for."
"Oh really?"
"Anything for you Trish. Anything."
[Ahh here you go, they're back together. Hope you liked it! REVIEWWW me!!!-- Dakota.]