Final Chapter-Chapter 18
Several weeks passed and Trish and Randy were no closer to reconciliation than they were that night in the hotel room. As much as it pained Trish to think about it, her and Randy were over and she had to accept it for what it was. It was great while it lasted but some things just weren't meant to be. No matter how hard you try to make them work, someone or something always manages to throw a wrench in your way.
Trish entered the arena a bit earlier than usual, hoping that she could get some much-needed relaxation without anyone around to annoy her. She was thankful when she found the Evolution dressing room deserted. Lately, everyone seemed to be getting on her nerves with the exception of maybe Dave. He seemed to be the only one that knew when she needed someone and when to stay away.
Chris, although they were close in the past seemed to be drifting from her since she had joined Evolution. It wasn't that they weren't on speaking terms or anything. They just didn't seem to have the time for each other anymore. That, along with the fact that Stacy wasn't around for her anymore because she was home, very much pregnant and more in love than she ever had been. Trish found herself to be very lonely.
Trish and Paul began to speak to each other again but they still kept their distance. Their friendship would never be what it was. Plus the fact that Randy would still go off the handle whenever they were next to each other so that didn't help the situation either. Trish couldn't help but feel guilty because they were once the best of friends and now they weren't even on speaking terms, except when the script called for it. It was all her fault and if she had never acted on her feelings for Paul, none of this would have happened. On-screen Lita might have been known as the kiss of death but in reality, it was Trish who was. She single-handedly destroyed the powerful group of Evolution because she couldn't keep her hands to herself.
Trish continued to mope, wallowing in her own self-pity. If Dave could only see her now, she was sure that she would get the lecture of a lifetime. He was the optimistic one, always getting her to look at the bright side of things. She was thankful that he wasn't there because she was getting great pleasure out of feeling so miserable. Heck maybe if she was bitter and hateful more often, she wouldn't have easily fallen in love with two men and in the process, destroying both of their lives.
Trish began taking shots at the punching bag in the corner of the locker room. She was imagining Gail's face in the center of the bag and really went to town on it. Not knowing her own strength, Trish continued on punching the bag until she broke the skin on her knuckles, taking great pleasure in watching the blood trickle down her hand and onto the floor.
Little did Trish know but Randy had slipped into the locker room unnoticed and was watching her from afar. He watched on as Trish began to pound her fists into the bag repeatedly. The disconcerted look on her face concerned him a great deal. She had that look on her face because of him. A pang of guilt washed over him, thinking about what Trish had become since they split up. He single-handedly destroyed the once sparkling diva.
Randy timidly approached her, not wanting to startle her or worse, get cold-cocked by the fuming Canadian. He was finding it harder and harder to stay away from her but as much as he wanted to apologize to her in the past, his stubbornness always seemed to win out. Now, he wasn't so sure he could fight it any longer. Even as pissed off as she was, she was still the most beautiful woman that he ever laid eyes on.
Even though she didn't acknowledge his presence, Trish had known he was there the minute he entered the locker room. She had that sixth sense about her where he was concerned. Adding in the fact that his cologne was intoxicating her, causing her to shiver with delight. He still affected her in ways that no other man had. Despite the fact that she hated him for what he had done to her, she was pretty sure that she loved him more.
Randy cleared his throat, hoping that he could grab her attention and that she would look at him. When she didn't answer, he moved a bit closer towards her, once again clearing his throat.
This time Trish turned around, a look of pure disgust on her face.
"What do you want Randy," she whined. She didn't mean to sound so bitchy but he was really getting on her nerves. If he wanted to say something, she wished he would just go ahead and say it. She was not in the mood for his games.
She raised her eyebrows and opened her eyes in a sarcastic manner. She waited for him to say something, anything that would indicate why he was disturbing her.
"You interrupt my workout to clear your throat and stare at me? If there is something you want to say to me Randy, just say it so I can get back to my workout please."
It took everything inside of Randy to keep his composure. He was not going to allow her to set him off like she usually did. He took a deep breath in and exhaled slowly, taking his shrinks advise. He was quite surprised when it actually worked. He did feel a lot calmer and was ready to speak.
"Trish, we really need to talk. Can you take a break from that for a minute so that I can say what I came to say? I promise it won't take me that long but it is something that I really need to get off of my chest."
Trish was quite impressed with him. He didn't flip out like he usually did and was actually speaking to her with respect. She had to remember to find out from Dave later what was up with him because that was not the Randy Orton that she had grown accustomed to over the past couple of months.
"Alright Randy, you've got five minutes and then I have to go shower and get ready for tonight's match."
Trish took a seat on the recliner while Randy took a seat on the leather sofa in front of her. She motioned for him to go ahead with whatever he had to say.
"Trish, I know that this is not going to make up for all the trouble that I have caused over the past couple of months but this needs to be said nevertheless."
He paused briefly, getting the strength that he needed to continue on. This was very hard for him to do because it wasn't very often that he admitted when he was wrong and he most certainly didn't apologize to many people.
"I am so deeply sorry for what I have put you through Trish and I know that sorry is probably not going to cut it this time. But I need you to know that I went to see a shrink and she has really been helping me with my temper and basically my failure to put my faith and trust in you."
Trish was quite impressed and completely taken aback. She couldn't believe that he would do that for her. She really thought that he had given up on them but now, hearing him explain what he has been doing gave her a whole new outlook on things. Maybe there could be a future for them.
"Wow Randy, I honestly don't know what to say. I am really proud of you. I just can't believe you would do all of this for me."
"Trish, don't you know by now that I would do anything for you. My life is incomplete without you in it. I know it is going to take a lot of groveling on my part but I really want to put my all into this relationship. I want to make you happy Trish. It is eating my up inside seeing what you have become because of me. I want to see that smile that used to adorn your pretty face again. I just want you back Trish."
Tears began to well up in her eyes as she listened to him pour his heart out to her. For the first time in months, she was actually feeling optimistic. Dave was right after all. He told her to always look on the bright side of things and maybe he knew what Randy was doing all along and that is why he told her to keep her chin up. Regardless of the reason, she had to remember to thank Dave for being by her side through all of this. She wasn't sure if she could have made it without him.
"Randy, I wish you wouldn't put all the blame on yourself. Trust me, I am not the innocent bystander in all of this. I too contributed to the heartache. We both are too stubborn for our own good. But, honestly, I can't imagine my life without you in it. I eat, drink, sleep and breathe you Randy. You are my world and I am willing to work it out if you are."
Randy felt like a huge weight had been lifted off of his chest. They actually had a chance and he was not about to screw it up this time. He loved that woman more than life itself and couldn't imagine not having her in his life.
Randy tentatively stroked her cheek with the back of his hand, reminding himself how soft her skin was. It felt so good to touch her again but he didn't want to scare her off.
Trish leaned her face into his touch, taking great delight in the way he made her feel with just a simple touch. Even after all these months, he still made her weak in the knees. She hoped and prayed that he had the guts to kiss her because she wanted that more than anything. Just to feel his soft lips pressed against hers again made her tingle all over.
As if he was reading her mind, Randy pulled her closer to him so there was a mere inch separating them. Trish licked her lips in anticipation as he lowered himself towards her lips. He paused for a moment searching her eyes to be sure this was what she wanted. What he saw in them blew him away. He could see all the love that she had for him shining back, laced with a sexual hunger that made him grow weak in the knees.
Once he got the answer that he was looking for, he leaned in further, devouring her lips with his own, eliciting a soft moan from her. Her lips were soft and tasted like strawberries. He was in heaven. She parted her lips slightly allowing him to slide his tongue into the warm contours of her mouth as he deepened the kiss. Both of them were overwhelmed by so many emotions, getting lost in the moment. They were both home. This is where they belonged and this is where they both were going to stay. Or would they?
A/N: Thanks to everyone who reviewed my fic. I had a great time writing this and it is my first multi-chapter completed fic. I had every intention of ending this with them living happily ever after but what fun would that be? Like I stated in my previous A/N, I will definitely be writing a sequel and may or may not start it right away. It all depends on how much free time I have. Thanks again.