A/N: Okay, I garun-damn-tee I am going to cry by the end of this chapter. This is the last chapter of my favorite story I have ever written. I know you people are going to want a sequel and all but I don't know just yet. So, here it is, the final chapter…
Disclaimer: I own nothing except for the cookies I just bought.
Trish walked inside of her house, grinning at Randy who greeted her in the foyer. He had a crazy smile on his handsome face and she had to wonder what was going on. She tried to walk past him but he blocked her way every time.
"Baby, what's going on? Why can't I go in there?" She asked, giving him a weirded out look. Randy just shrugged and spread his arms out so she could come and hug him. Trish rolled her eyes and did so, squeezing his body. Randy gasped and pulled her away, giving her that famous smirk of his.
"I can't let you go in there just yet…" He said, giving her a deep kiss. Trish quickly deepened it, her tongue sliding into his mouth. Their tongues tangoed slowly for a while until they had to pull away for necessary air. Randy turned his head and looked into the kitchen where the extra people were gone. The dining room table was set for two lit with candles. Randy placed a hand over Trish's eyes and grinned.
"Don't look, babe. There's something I have to show you." Randy said quietly, walking her into the dining room. A waiter stood in the corner with a bucket with Trish's finest champagne in ice in it. Plates were on the table with an appetizer already on them. Randy moved his hand and told her to open her eyes.
"Randy… oh my God…" Trish whispered in awe. Randy just smiled and looked at her face. Her mouth hung open in surprise and her eyes were flickering in the candle light. "It's so beautiful," she said, hugging him tightly. Randy grinned and the waiter poured the champagne into the wine glasses. Randy led Trish to her seat and pulled back the chair.
"Thank you." She said as she sat down. Randy nodded a 'your welcome' before sitting down across from her. Trish felt tears building up in her eyes and choked them back.
"Why'd you do this for me, baby?" Trish asked after she swallowed some of the delicious desert they had received. All throughout the meal Randy and Trish talked about everything. Then Trish came out with what she did today, telling Randy about her confrontation with Stacy and how she was pregnant. They discussed that for a while before she asked the question Randy had been waiting for.
"Trish, you know I love you more than anyone else and you deserve to be treated like the queen you are. You deserve to be happy after what you've gone through," Trish had no clue what was coming. Randy reached across the table and held both of her hands and stared into her brown eyes. The waiter left the room and walked into the kitchen. "You mean the world to me and all of the times I thought I was about to lose you to God, he gave you another chance for redemption. I know you have some things in your past that you regret but that's all behind us now. Sweetheart, like I said before, you deserve to be happy. And there's one person who wants to be happy with you."
Randy kept his gaze locked on hers, seeing if she got the message yet. Trish gave him a smile that told him to continue. She was clueless. He stood up and brought Trish up with him. Randy then got down on one knee and Trish gasped quietly.
"Patricia Ann Stratigias, will you do the honors of becoming my wife?" He asked, holding her hand in one as he opened the red box to reveal a pink diamond ring. Trish looked from Randy to the ring then back and smiled. Tears spilled down her cheeks as she closed her eyes.
"Of course I will, baby." Trish said. Randy stood up and lifted her up off of her feet, letting her wrap her legs around him. He hugged her gently, smiling a 100 watt smile. Trish wrapped her arms tightly around his neck and kissed his cheek.
"I love you so much." She whispered in his ear. Randy said the same before kissing her gently, their lips hovering over one another's as they broke the kiss.
"Take me upstairs…" Trish murmured. They heard the front door close and knew the waiter was gone. Randy grinned and put her over her shoulder, his hand on her ass.
"Randy!" Trish screamed. She held onto him as he jogged up the stairs and into her bedroom. He laid her on the bed, him lying on top of her. Trish smiled at him before putting her hand on the back of his neck, bringing him in for a passionate kiss.
Their tongues battled at each other for a while as Randy managed to pull down Trish's pants, his hands brushing against her thighs as they traveled back up her body. They rubbed her breasts softly, causing Trish to moan as she broke away the kiss. She tore her shirt off and pulled Randy's off as well. They flipped over so she was on top and she hurriedly took off his basketball shorts, revealing his boxers. Randy sat up and snapped off her bra, grinning at her breasts in front of him. He brushed his hands over them, making Trish hold in a moan. She traced figure eights on his chest as he worked her breasts with his hands and fingers, tweaking them once in a while. Trish moaned with pleasure as his tongue touched her nipple and he finally took it in his mouth. Trish pulled down his boxers with Randy lifting him up to help her. He quickly discarded her thong, grinning as his tongue swirled her other nipple around in his mouth.
"Oh Randy." Trish sighed with content. He flipped them over so he was hovering over her, her breasts now discarded. He kissed down her stomach and to her mound. Trish groaned and felt him kiss her thighs and move up to her core where his tongue played with her. She pulled him back up before he could do anything and looked him in the eye.
"Randy… please." She pleaded, arching herself towards his toned body. Randy wanted to tease her, to make her plead with him even more.
"Not yet, baby…" He replied quietly, going back down. He plunged his tongue inside of her. Trish grasped the down comforter as he licked inside of her, trying to calm her breathing. Instead her breaths came in pants as he inserted a finger inside of her. She rocked as he kept inserting fingers until he had three in and she bucked her hips like she was riding a bull.
"Randy!" She cried out as he stopped and pulled his fingers out. Just the look in Trish's eyes made Randy want to take her then and there. But he had to make her plead with him; make her want him even more.
"Please, Randy. Stop…" She cried out. Randy couldn't take it anymore. He slid himself into her and began to move slowly before picking up his pace.
"Dammit Randy, faster!" She ordered, wrapping her legs around his waist. Randy did as he was told and went faster, making Trish grab the headboard to keep from thrashing around on the bed.
He went in as far as he could and pulled out, slamming back into her again. Trish cried out on pleasure as he did this, digging her manicured nails into the headboard. Randy groaned and smiled as her face was laced with pleasure. He picked up the tempo, letting Trish know he wasn't going to stop anytime soon. Trish moaned and arched her back to him, letting go of the headboard. She grasped the comforter and sheets, moaning incoherently as he thrust in and out of her. She rolled them over so she was on top and rocked like she was riding a mechanical bull. Then Randy felt himself about to give and flipped them over again. Trish then climaxed as soon as he thrust into her. She screamed his name, bucking her hips wildly. That caused Randy to finish and he groaned her name, thrusting until he fell next to her on the messed up bed. Their sweaty bodies lay breathing hard next to each other. Randy brought Trish close to him, wrapping his arms around her wet back. Trish took in deep breaths that matched Randy's as she closed her eyes. She soon fell asleep, but Randy stayed awake, stroking her sweaty hair, watching her. He couldn't believe his was happening. They were going to get married and live the way he had always dreamed of. Randy pulled the covers over their exhausted bodies and fell asleep, his fiancé in his arms.
(TWO WEEKS LATER)
Trish had been busy planning when the wedding was going to take place, who was going to be invited, who her bridesmaids were going to be, and she had totally forgot about dresses. Now she was there standing in front of the four mirrors with her mother, her sisters Christy and Melissa, and Amy surrounding her. The dress was a white, strapless ball gown with gathered sides, ties at waistline that had a white fishnet covering the torso part with beads on the fishnet and a train that was two feet long. She had fallen in love with the dress the moment she saw it.
"Trish, that looks amazing on you. You should so get it." Her sister Melissa said. Trish smiled and spun herself around, looking at the dress she had on.
"I love it, but let me try on some more and find you guys some bridesmaids dresses." Of course, Amy was the maid of honor and her bridesmaids were her sisters Christy and Melissa, Lisa Marie Varon, and Lillian Garcia. Lisa Marie and Lillian were at a photo shoot for RAW magazine so they couldn't make it but they said they'd love whatever she picked out. Trish smiled and went to try on another dress.
"That looks lovely but I like the one before." Her mother said. Trish nodded, not too fond of the off white dress she had on. Amy came out in a pink Strapless gown with beaded trim, gathered at the side, lace-up back, and uneven hemline. Trish fell in love with it the second she saw it.
"That's the bridesmaids' dresses." Trish said quickly. Amy grinned and walked back into the dressing room and changed. Trish picked the first dress she tried on with the fishnets and bought it. She was to come back in a week to get it hemmed and the bridesmaids were to come with her as well so they could get their sizes and all.
"I am so happy for you Trish! I mean, Randy is one handsome man and you are lucky to have him." Christy said as they walked out of the store. Trish nodded in agreement and reminded them to come to her house in a week.
"Oh, and I have a set date for the wedding. It's June tenth." Trish stated before she and Amy climbed into her car. They drove back home where Randy, Chris, John Cena, and Dave Batista sat in the living room, discussing the wedding. Amy hopped into Chris' lap and gave him a kiss on the cheek.
"So, what have you guys been up to?" Trish asked, sitting next to Randy on the couch. She took his hand and they laced their fingers together, giving Randy a smile.
"Talking. Now let me ask you something. How much was your dress?" Randy asked. Trish shrugged and gave him a mysterious look.
"You'll find out after the wedding." She stated slyly. Randy looked to the guys who were laughing. For all he knew it could have cost ten thousand dollars. The truth was, Trish got it at a discount for buying four bridesmaids dresses. The dress was originally three thousand dollars but since she bought the other dresses it was only one thousand five hundred dollars.
"So where is the wedding again?" Dave asked, forgetting already.
"I told ya man, it's at the chapel down the street." Randy said with a bit of annoyance in his voice. The wedding was only three weeks away and he was nervous as hell.
(WEDDING DAY)
The past three weeks had flown by so fast for Randy. Trish was doing all the planning for the wedding and he had hardly seen her the past two days. Now he was standing in front of the mirror, letting his father fix his tuxedo. Dave, John, and Chris were also dressed and ready to go out and stand there. Randy pinned the pink flower Trish had gotten the groom and groomsmen onto his tux and the five men walked out. Randy stood next to the alter, waiting for the ceremony to begin. Everyone who was invited had come in their finest apparel. Vince McMahon and his family sat in the front row, along with Paul Levesque and Ric Flair. Vince smiled up at Randy and Randy gave him a nervous smile in return. Stephanie McMahon- Levesque winked at Randy and Shane gave him a thumbs up.
Trish stood in front of the mirror, letting out deep breaths. She was so nervous. Her hair fell down her shoulders in soft curls from the up do she had. Her make up was done on lightly and her bridesmaids were already standing out there. It only left her to face her nervousness alone. Then her father knocked on the door and Trish let him in, hugging him tightly.
"It's okay honey. Let's go get you married." Her father said enthusiastically. Trish nodded and looped her arm through her fathers.
In the chapel the bridal march began and the large crowd of over three hundred stood. Then, the doors opened and Trish and her father walked through them. Randy stared in awe at his fiancé. She looked so beautiful he had to blink a few times. Trish smiled at Randy and held the bouquet of pink roses in her hands. Her father nodded slightly to Randy as his daughter stood across from him. Then the preacher began his speech though Randy and Trish weren't really listening. Then, Randy heard him ask if they had their own vows. They nodded and Randy pulled out a crinkled up slip of paper.
"Trish, from the moment we met I knew we had some sort of connection. It took me a while to finally admit it to myself but I have loved you since the moment you said hello. I am delighted that you have agreed to marry me on this day and look forward to the forever we will spend together. I have never been more in love with a person and can't wait for our life to begin as husband and wife. I love you." Their eyes stayed locked on each others as Randy dropped the slip of paper and tears flowed from Trish's eyes. The preacher then told Trish to go. Of course, she had memorized her vows.
"Randy, you have no idea what it means for you to love me like you do. Though over the past year we've been through the hardest times in our lives, you've been there for me. We've learned that life is not always rainbows and butterflies, but sometimes heartaches and problems. When I hated your guts, you never let it go. You came up to me and we worked it out. Now look at us, months later and we're getting married. You've stuck with me through thick and thin and I'm ecstatic that I met you. From the day I laid eyes on you I could feel something between us and I was right. I am looking forward to all of the days that lie ahead of us and I'm looking forward to spending all of my life and beyond with you." Trish swallowed down some tears and smiled at Randy.
"Randy Keith Orton, do you take this woman to be your lawfully wedded wife?"
"I do." Randy said, smiling at her. He slipped the gold ring onto her slim finger and gave her hand a soft squeeze.
"Patricia Ann Stratigias, do you take this man to be your lawfully wedded husband?"
"I do." Then she slipped the ring onto Randy's finger. The preacher smiled happily and looked between the two.
"By the power invested in me, I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may now kiss the bride." And by saying that they were bonded for eternity. Randy pulled Trish closer and kissed her softly. They pulled away and turned to the crowd who was clapping. Trish's parents were crying as were Stephanie and to everyone's surprise, Paul. Chris had tears in his eyes but he blinked them away furiously though Amy had come up during the reception and smiled.
"I saw those tears in your eyes, baby." She said, kissing him softly. Chris shook his head.
"What are you talking about?" He asked, giving her a strange look. Then, 'All My Life' by K-Ci and Jo Jo came on. It was the song Randy and Trish had picked to dance to. They walked out onto the floor and danced while everyone watched.
"I love you so much…" Randy murmured lovingly.
"I love you more." Trish challenged. Randy knew they'd argue about it later so he just kissed the top of her head and continued to dance with her, a smile plastered on his face. Then the song was over and they broke apart slowly.
When the wedding was over Trish turned and gathered all the women together. She spun round and threw the bouquet above her head. Trish turned and watched as Lillian caught it. Trish looked at Dave knowingly and he shrugged. Then, everyone followed the bride and groom outside where their '65 white Mustang Convertible was waiting for them. Randy and Trish jogged towards the car as confetti was being thrown over their heads. Randy let Trish in on the passenger's side before climbing in the driver's side. The sign 'Just Married' was attached to the back of the car. Trish waved to the crowd as Randy revved the engine before taking off.
"I can't wait to get to Fiji!" Trish yelled over the roar of the wind. Randy nodded and grabbed her hand, squeezing it tight.
"Neither can I, babe." He said happily, grinning over at his wife.
Trish grinned and knew that now, sitting in this old car, she had been forgiven for all of her sins and a new page of her life was beginning; starting with her finally being able to be happy again.
Author's Final Note: I'm crying! Like a few tears are coming down because it's so sad how this has to end! lol. I am going to miss writing this fic sooo much! I'm in love love love with it! lol. That you guys so much for reviewing this fic and I love you guys so much for sticking with me even though I didn't update for what seemed like ever! But READ AND REVIEW! Now look out because my other fics are going to start being updated and be on the look out for new ones by me and even a SEQUEL for Not Always Rainbows and Butterflies!
A last good bye and thanks,
Rachel
