Title: The Game Always Enemies
Author: Sl33p D3priv3d
Disclaimer: I do not own the WWE or any mentioned wrestlers. They are merely used/borrowed for the purpose of this fictional story.
Rating: M, don't know if it helps, but yeah, it's M.
Summery: Two groups fighting for ring supremacy.
Author's Note: I just want to say that what I wrote doesn't reflect how I really feel towards the characters or the actual people, they are just playing a part. If I may have offended someone whom you really like, by all means, send me hatemail. At least I'll know someone's reading this.
Four heads asleep on the table and drooling, Trish, Stacy and Victoria began to laugh. Celebrating their successful ambush attack had gone a bit too far. All four men were knocked out.
"So what are we gonna do with them?" Stacy asked.
"I think the first thing we do is take out our camera phones and snap pictures to use at a later time," Trish said with a smirk.
"So that evil streak isn't only for show, huh?" Victoria said.
Each women taking out their phones from their purse, they snapped pictures of the sleeping men.
"Now that that's out of the way, what are we gonna do with them?" Stacy asked again.
"I think we should leave them here and see what happens in the morning," Victoria said.
"I think the best thing is to take them upstairs-," Trish began to say.
"That's no fun. Let's torture them a bit," Victoria cut in.
"You didn't let me finish. I was gonna say we take them upstairs and make them sleep together," Trish said with a smile. "It's the best of both worlds,"
All women at the table grew evil smirks. "But how are we gonna get them back to their rooms?" Stacy asked.
"If I know anything about Chris and when he's drunk, it's that he's the easiest to move,"
"Well, that's the least of our worries, but how we gonna wake them up?" Victoria asked.
Turning her head to look at Chris, drool was still leaking from his mouth. A smile cracking at the corner of her lips, Trish bent down and thrusted her tongue into Chris' mouth. Kissing him passionately, Chris woke up.
Both women were in shock and disgust. "Eww, beer breath," Victoria said.
"It worked, didn't it?" Trish said, all knowingly. Turning her attention back to Chris, he was about to doze off again. Lifting his body off of the table, she kissed him again.
"We didn't need another demonstration, Trish. Once was enough," Stacy said, scrunching her nose.
Rolling her eyes and shaking her head, she looked at Chris again. "Baby? You have to try to stay awake for a while, okay? Just enough until we get you upstairs,"
Nodding his head, Chris mumbled incoherently. Body going limp, he dozed off again, falling onto Trish's shoulder. Smiling, Trish handed Victoria her phone. Taking it out of her hand, she took a picture of Chris sleeping on Trish.
Handing the phone back to Trish, she looked at them. "Mustered up enough courage yet?"
"But drool and beer breath," Victoria whined.
"Do it," Trish said eyeing both women.
Looking at the three other men asleep on the table, Victoria and Stacy exhaled. Lifting up Jay, Victoria gave him a kiss. Stacy doing the same to Benoit and Val, all three men were partly awake.
"Now what?" Stacy asked.
"We have to get them upstairs," Trish said.
Moving Chris' head from off her shoulder, Trish began tugging on his arm. Responding, Chris started moving out of the booth, standing spaghetti-legged. Putting his arm around her shoulder, Trish supported his weight.
Stacy and Victoria, following Trish's lead, pulled the three remaining men out of the booth. Supporting the weight, Victoria helped Stacy with the extra man she needed to support. Reaching the elevator, with her free hand, Trish pushed the button. Arriving and getting in, she pushed for the eighth floor.
Stepping out, the women stopped. "Where should we take them?" Victoria asked.
Thinking quickly, Trish reached into Benoit's pocket. Pulling out the entry card, the women walked to his room. Swiping the card, they were allowed entry. With the weight getting to each woman, they quickly made their way to the bed. Throwing the guys down, the hardest part of the plan was done.
A bit tired, Stacy exhaled. "Now what?"
Taking a moment to think, Trish looked at the guys and smiled. "We strip them down to their boxers,"
Smirking and loving the idea, the three women got on the bed and straddled each man. Taking off their shirts and pants, they discarded them on the floor by the foot of the bed. Removing shoes and socks, they were done. Stepping back, they looked at the scene.
"One more thing is needed," Trish said walking back over to the bed.
Turning Benoit on his side, she placed his hand on Chris' chest. With the girls laughing, Trish did the same to Val by placing his hand on Jay's chest. Stepping back again, Trish pulled out her phone. Taking a few angle shots, she was done.
"They will freak once they wake up tomorrow. We have to be here for that," Trish said.
"We can set-up a wake up for this room and ask to be waken up ten minutes before them," Stacy said.
"That's a great idea, Stace," Victoria said with a squeal.
Exiting the room, they made their way down to the lobby. Setting up a wake up for the guys, they did the same for themselves.
Tilting her head, Trish looked over at Victoria. "Vic, what time is it?"
"Quarter to one,"
"Wanna stay down here for a little while longer?" Trish asked.
Both Stacy and Victoria uncaring, they all walked back into the bar. Sitting back down at their booth, Stacy went to order the drinks.
Returning with three martinis in hand, she sat down and gave the girls their drinks. Toasting to a successful trick on the guys, they drank up, laughing.
Entering the bar, Christy was alone. Hadn't seen or talked to her group since last week, she hoped to forget about her problems. Walking deeper into the bar, she heard familiar laughter. Looking around, she saw three familiar people sitting in a booth. Mustering up enough courage, she made her way over. Standing right in front of them, she fixed her shirt and cleared her throat.
"Um…hi guys. Mind if I sit with you?" Christy said, eyes downturned.
Trish, looking at Stacy and Victoria, shared the same look. Raising her eyebrow and eyeing them, they both agreed.
"Sure you can join us," Trish said.
Exhaling a breath she didn't know she was holding, Christy smiled and sat down beside Trish. Moving her hands to place on the table, Trish stopped her.
"You might not want to touch that spot. Chris was drooling there before. Don't ask,"
Placing her hands under the table, she felt out of place. "You know, this was a mistake. I'm just gonna go,"
Getting off her seat, Trish held her back. "No, please don't go,"
"Sorry about the animosity. We really want you to stay," Stacy said.
"We don't know how to handle…this whole situation," Victoria said.
Sitting back down, the mood changed. "I want to say that I'm sorry for everything that has happened to you guys because of Adam and Amy. Victoria, I'm sorry for the attack and Trish, I'm sorry for the sex tape thing. I want you to know that it's been edited to your faces. Adam and Amy are the real stars of the video. And if you're wondering, even if the attack, which was amazing, by the way, didn't happen, I had the video so it wouldn't have been played,"
"Wow. So since this information is out…does that mean you're not with the group anymore?" Trish asked.
"Well…I don't know. I haven't been approached since I left last week. I haven't seen anyone from the group nor have I received any calls. I'm guessing my stint with them is over,"
"So you left on your own?" Stacy asked.
"Yeah. It wasn't me. I'm not like Adam and Amy. I couldn't take it. They started talking about the tape and I left,"
"Very brave of you to do that," Victoria said.
"Thanks. I just thought that I should apologize and hope that everything is okay between us. I really don't want any enemies…especially you three. I know the type of damage that could be done and I would like to live past thirty," Christy said, smiling upon hearing the group laughing.
"Yeah, no. Thanks for that. It means a lot for you to apologize. We except and we don't hold anything against you. We understand that you got picked by Amy and that you didn't know how to act. We like you, Christy. We want to be your friends after this. Hopefully it'll end soon. Thanks for clearing that up," Trish said with a smile.
Standing up, Trish walked around the booth and stopped in front of Christy. With Victoria and Stacy following suit, Christy got up herself. Reaching over, Trish gave her a hug. With Stacy and Victoria doing the same, Christy began to tear up.
"You okay?" Stacy asked, concerned.
"Yeah. I'm just glad that we're all on good terms again," Christy said, smiling while wiping tears away.
"We've gotta get going. We have a wake-up call so we need our sleep," Trish said.
Nodding, Christy waved goodbye to the three Divas. Sitting back down, she just thought. Stared and thought.
Walking towards the elevator, the girls were getting tired. Entering and pushing for the eighth floor, they enjoyed the silence.
"How do you think the guys are doing?" Stacy asked with a smirk.
"I don't know. Maybe we should check up on them," Trish said, also with a smirk.
Both women looking at Victoria, she smiled. "Like you even need to ask,"
Stepping off, the three Divas walked in search of Benoit's room. Swiping the card and entering, they began to laugh. Backing out, they closed the door.
"Still in the same position," Victoria said shaking her head.
"Hopefully this doesn't turn them gay," Trish said smiling. "Anyway, I'll see you girls bright and early tomorrow morning, alright?"
Hugging and saying their goodnights, the girls went their separate ways to their rooms.
From across the room, Amy was watching the whole display. Happy that she found her but unsure of what would happen, she braced herself for the worst. Getting up, she walked over. Standing right beside her, Christy jumped, shocked to see Amy.
"May I sit?"
"If you must," Christy said, uncaring.
"Okay, first I want to say that the group really needs you. We are lost without your smarts. Please come back," Amy said, pleading.
"You can forget it. It's not me. I don't have a problem with anyone from 'The Sexy Beasts',"
"Look, before I came in, I saw you talking to Trish, Vicki and Stacy-,"
"So you were spying on me?"
"No. Like any normal person, I wanted a drink. But that's beside the point. When they left, I hid in the bushes and I heard them talking about you. They played you Christy,"
Squinting her eyes, Christy shook her head. "I don't believe you,"
"Believe. When have I ever steered you wrong?"
"You haven't,"
"Exactly. Please come back. You can teach them a lesson they'll never forget,"
Exhaling roughly, Christy took a second to think. "Fine,"
Getting up and hugging Christy, Amy smiled. "Thank you, thank you, thank you,"
