Author: Princess-Asturia
Disclaimer: Look... I don't own wrestling, and I don't have enough money to
pay if ever that the owners get mad...
Author's clarification: Just to separate the scenes coz I just found out
now... well actually when I decided to check on how my fic looks like... it
looked ugly... and to make up for the things I did wrong on my other fics, I
decided to use some things to separate the scenes... so...I just used lines
(=).
Summary: (In case the space outside didn't fit.) After having a major fight
with her boy friend, Jericho and after getting beaten up by her later boy
friend Christian; Trish finally decides not to fall in love ever again. And
just as she has made up her mind, she meets this wonderful man that changes
not only her outlook on life but also her career.
Chapter 1:
Trish closed her eyes tighter; not wanting tears to escape and ruin her make up. Her title match is next; she should get ready.
"Hey..." a soothing voice murmured. "Your match is up next and you..."
"I know... just get the hell out of here; I don't need anyone reminding me." She muttered.
She was again assaulted by her former boy friend (On-cam). But this time it's not only verbally, but physically as well. 'Why can't I just die...' she thought.
"Trish..."
"Leave me alone, Amy (Lita); I have no time for you."
"I just want you to know that you just lost your title match; and it's now given to Molly."
"WHAT?!" Trish stood up making tears fall down her cheeks. "That double crossing girl!"
"I know..." Lita laughed. "It fell like bull... Eric's such a dick. Like someone I know, right?"
Trish looked down feeling the ache on her heart; she sobbed; trying to wash away the pain. She knows who Lita was talking about; it was Chris. And it pained her to hear those words that Lita just said.
"Girl... are you okay... did Chris hit you again?"
"We just had a little fight; that's all." Trish smiled; trying to hide the bruise on her cheek.
"A little?!" Lita yelled. "You call that a little?!" she sobbed pointing to her cheek. "You've been crying ever since you were involved with that jerk... wake up, Trish, you're not happy anymore."
"I love Chris... I... I don't know what to do without him..." Trish finally gave way; all the pain she had been trying to erase came crashing down on her.
Lita knew her pain; she felt the same way when Matt broke up with her on national television. "Look... I know it's going to hurt for now... but why don't you just let him go... you'll learn to forget him faster if you let him go. I mean you've broken up on national television; why not make it in real life?"
"It's so easy to say, Lita. But it's so hard to do." Trish sighed. "He's mine; and I'm his. I fell in love with him for real. I can't tell you how happy I am just seeing him smile, hearing him say that he loves me."
She closed her eyes and reached out her hand; and at that very moment; she can feel him; his warm hands, his sweet kiss; at that moment; all the love that was deprived from her came to her, finally. Her warm tears kept falling and the pain was intense, it felt like her heart was breaking; but it didn't matter to her; all that mattered to her was Chris; No one else but him.
"I know exactly how you feel... coz I felt it, too. Before... but look at me now... I've moved on and you know once you move one, there's no more turning back." Lita smiled bitterly. "Let him go and if he returns, then, he's really the one for you."
"Just leave me alone, please, I...I just want to be alone." Trish whispered.
Author's note: I dreamt about this and had to put it into words... I don't know if it's really something to review on but hope you liked it. Just tell me all my mistakes and you know the drill. Lolz, well anywayz got to sigh off, don't want my story to look so damn long coz of my heavy ranting. Thank you anywayz for reading this fiction.
Trish closed her eyes tighter; not wanting tears to escape and ruin her make up. Her title match is next; she should get ready.
"Hey..." a soothing voice murmured. "Your match is up next and you..."
"I know... just get the hell out of here; I don't need anyone reminding me." She muttered.
She was again assaulted by her former boy friend (On-cam). But this time it's not only verbally, but physically as well. 'Why can't I just die...' she thought.
"Trish..."
"Leave me alone, Amy (Lita); I have no time for you."
"I just want you to know that you just lost your title match; and it's now given to Molly."
"WHAT?!" Trish stood up making tears fall down her cheeks. "That double crossing girl!"
"I know..." Lita laughed. "It fell like bull... Eric's such a dick. Like someone I know, right?"
Trish looked down feeling the ache on her heart; she sobbed; trying to wash away the pain. She knows who Lita was talking about; it was Chris. And it pained her to hear those words that Lita just said.
"Girl... are you okay... did Chris hit you again?"
"We just had a little fight; that's all." Trish smiled; trying to hide the bruise on her cheek.
"A little?!" Lita yelled. "You call that a little?!" she sobbed pointing to her cheek. "You've been crying ever since you were involved with that jerk... wake up, Trish, you're not happy anymore."
"I love Chris... I... I don't know what to do without him..." Trish finally gave way; all the pain she had been trying to erase came crashing down on her.
Lita knew her pain; she felt the same way when Matt broke up with her on national television. "Look... I know it's going to hurt for now... but why don't you just let him go... you'll learn to forget him faster if you let him go. I mean you've broken up on national television; why not make it in real life?"
"It's so easy to say, Lita. But it's so hard to do." Trish sighed. "He's mine; and I'm his. I fell in love with him for real. I can't tell you how happy I am just seeing him smile, hearing him say that he loves me."
She closed her eyes and reached out her hand; and at that very moment; she can feel him; his warm hands, his sweet kiss; at that moment; all the love that was deprived from her came to her, finally. Her warm tears kept falling and the pain was intense, it felt like her heart was breaking; but it didn't matter to her; all that mattered to her was Chris; No one else but him.
"I know exactly how you feel... coz I felt it, too. Before... but look at me now... I've moved on and you know once you move one, there's no more turning back." Lita smiled bitterly. "Let him go and if he returns, then, he's really the one for you."
"Just leave me alone, please, I...I just want to be alone." Trish whispered.
Author's note: I dreamt about this and had to put it into words... I don't know if it's really something to review on but hope you liked it. Just tell me all my mistakes and you know the drill. Lolz, well anywayz got to sigh off, don't want my story to look so damn long coz of my heavy ranting. Thank you anywayz for reading this fiction.