Btw did anyone happen to watch RAW last night, that stupid bitch Trish Stratus, trash talking as usual, to Lita. Do any of you think that Lita really is a kiss of death? I don't! It's just Trish talking Trash as usual! I was thrilled when Lita started beating her up, but then it was slack when Gail Kim came and interrupted. Trish's stupid butt monkey! I hope Lita wins at survivor series and win the woman's championship; I'd love to see Trish's face! HA! Thanx to everybody who keeps reviewing, this story is for you and I hope you keep enjoying it; actually I'm kinda amused at it myself. Lol!
KeeKeebaby-I'm sure he can handle it and I hope you keep loving the story.
AniLuLu-Yes he is a hottie and one of my favs too, I had no problem reviewing your story, glad you liked the review!
Mistress Martin-Yeah, I think John and Torrie are cute together as well.
Torrie strolled through the corridor, looking especially happy, but that happiness turned into a frown, as she saw the last person she would ever want to see coming her way. "Hi Torrie, how you doing?" the annoying and arrogant voice asked. "Wouldn't you like to know" she grinned, as she walked past Carlito Caribbean Cool. He watched as she walked off in disbelief "the way that she just talked to me then...that wasn't cool" he said angrily, as he walked into Theodore Long's office, "you wanted to see me?" Carlito asked.
Torrie's music hit, as she walked down the ramp, smiling oh these people are in for such a treat. She nervously glanced over to ringside where she saw Renée Dupree sitting there. She turned around as she heard Dawn Marie's music. It looked like Torrie was getting the winning hand on Dawn Marie, when Renée interfered; he went to power bomb Torrie, when all of a sudden John Cena came rushing down with a steel chair in his hand and whacked the back of Renée's head. He held out a hand to a frightened Torrie, she held on to his hand as he pulled her up, he leant forward and whispered "I think it's working." She grinned and started to walk away, when John Cena pulled her back and spun her around, before planting a passionate kiss on her lips, she shared the kiss. Torrie whispered something into John Cena's ear, he grinned and watched eagerly, as she walked back up the ramp.
Suddenly the big screen flickered on and Theodore Long's face appeared on the screen "So it seems you and Torrie Wilson the 'lovely couple' have just shared your relationship on national TV, but you just let Torrie walk backstage all on her own and you never know who might be lurking around, I would keep a close eye on her if I were you, wouldn't want anything bad to happen to her..." his voice drifted away, showing what was happening backstage...
Carlito Caribbean Cool had Torrie Wilson cornered "what you said to me earlier wasn't cool, but I've decided to let it slip, I mean I would never want to harm a beautiful woman like yourself" he stroked her cheek. "Leave me alone" she tried to push him off her. "Oh come on, surely you would prefer me to John Cena" he laid a hand on her shoulder. "God...get off me," she screamed as she ran away, only to be encountered by Cool's bodyguard. She backed away. "There's nowhere to run" Cool mocked. Cool's bodyguard held her up the wall by her throat. "I hate it when woman act, as if they are cooler than me, now you will learn some respect" Cool yelled. Torrie desperately shook her head...the screen flickered back to Theodore Long's face again.
"I'm sorry, but you know I never really liked the idea of this relationship thing, so why not make it humorous" Theodore Long asked. He laughed, as the screen flickered off. John Cena ran out the ring, backstage he found Torrie and started to batter the living daylights out off Cool "don't you dare go to spit that apple in my girlfriend's face again" John Cena cried. Torrie screamed, "John, look out!" Cool's bodyguard, hit John from behind. Torrie walked over to Cool's bodyguard and kicked him in the...(you get the idea) Cool's bodyguard doubled over in pain. Cool helped his bodyguard up and fled. "This isn't over, I'll get you Cena and your precious girlfriend...now that's cool," he added.
Torrie helped John Cena up, she hugged him tightly "oh John, I was sooo scared" she cried. Her tears staining John's jersey. He stroked her hair "it'll be alright, I'll protect you." John Cena walked Torrie to her locker room "that's another thing, I'll make Theodore Long give us our own locker room to share, that way we can have some privacy to discuss business and do other things" his cocky grin, returned back on his face. He held Torrie's waist, as they backed up into her locker room. Torrie giggled, as her locker room door shut.
Well if you want to erm...see more, maybe not the last part (heh heh) just review. Unless you want me to end the story here?