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.
Phone ringing, Trish jolted up from her sleep. Picking it up, it was the front desk with the morning wake-up call she had asked for. Hanging up, she slowly got out of bed. Humming a tune, she walked over to the bathroom to get ready.
Phone ringing, Victoria jolted up from her sleep. Picking it up, it was the front desk with the morning wake-up call she had asked for. Hanging up, she slowly got out of bed. Grumbling to herself, she walked over to the bathroom to get ready.
Phone ringing, Stacy jolted up from her sleep. Picking it up, it was the front desk with the morning wake-up call she had asked for. Hanging up, she slowly got out of bed. With a jump in her step, she walked over to the bathroom to get ready.
Meeting in front of Benoit's room, the girls readied themselves for the greatest prank ever played. Walking in, they stood in front of the bed, waiting for the call. Still in the same position from earlier, all the guys were sound asleep.
The phone ringing, none of the guys moved. Five rings later, Benoit rolled over and picked up the phone. Hanging up, the turned back to his position. The girls dumbfounded, they wanted them to wake. Getting on the bed, Trish straddled Chris. Tracing her finger up his torso, Chris started to twitch. Kissing his neck and throat, he emitted a growl. Looking over her shoulder, Trish shared astonished looks with Victoria and Stacy. Turning back to Chris, Trish made up her mind. Leaning in closer to him, she passionately kissed him. Responding immediately, she broke the kiss and quickly got off and stood beside her friends.
Opening his eyes, Chris looked around. Nothing looking familiar, he jolted up. Turning his head, he was in bed with guys. Noticing everyone in boxers, he got more frantic. Accidentally kicking Benoit and hitting Jay in the face, snorting, they both woke up. Finding Val's hand on his chest, Jay threw it off waking him in the process. All four men awake, unsure of what happened the night before. Hearing boisterous laughter, they all looked ahead.
Seeing the three women laughing and on the floor, they knew what happened. Conferencing, all four men came to the same conclusion. Laughing the hardest, they knew it was Trish.
"Okay, one guess. We all think this brilliant idea was none other that yours, Trish," Chris said.
Crawling over to the foot of the bed, Trish stuck her head up. "How'd you guess?"
"Because you're the only one cruel enough to think of something this evil," Jay said.
"Yeah, you're right. That and this," Trish said pulling out her phone.
Showing the guys the pictures from last night, they were at a loss for words. Sitting up on the bed, Chris crawled over to Trish. Kissing her nose, he took the phone from her. Trying to delete, Trish only smiled.
"Can't delete, can you?"
"You are too good for me," Chris said with a smile and handing the phone back.
"So were we really that wasted last night?" Val asked.
"And then some," Stacy said.
"Drooling and with beer breath, we had to kiss you guys to wake you up. And even then, it didn't work," Victoria added.
"We were drooling?" Benoit asked, shocked. "I never drool. Are you sure I was drooling? I never drool, do I? Drooling isn't in my nature,"
"Dude, could you stop saying 'drool'?" Jay said.
"Sorry, it's just weird,"
"So after you kissed us, then what?" Val asked.
"We pulled you guys out of the booth, brought you upstairs, stole the key card from your pocket, Chris, and threw you on the bed," Trish said.
"We weren't always shirtless, right? We didn't dance on top of the table and strip, did we?" Chris asked.
"No, that was Trish's idea," Stacy said.
"I thought it would be funny, and it was, to strip you guys down to your boxers and have you sleep together," Trish said.
"Last night was probably the best night in a while," Victoria said, smiling.
"Evil, pure evil," Jay said, getting up from the bed and walking over to Victoria. Wrapping his arm around her waist, he gave her a kiss.
Getting up, Benoit went to the bathroom to get cleaned up. Val, reaching for his pants, found his card. Walking out, he went to his room to change and clean up. With an empty bed, Trish crawled in beside Chris. Turning on her side, she placed her hand on his chest. Looking in his eyes, Chris smiled.
"These aren't permanent sleeping arrangements, are they?" Chris asked.
"Unless you want them to be,"
"Why would I want to take three sweaty guys over you for?"
"I dunno. Cause you're strange?" Trish said sweetly.
Smiling, he kissed her head. "I love you,"
"I love you too," Trish said with a smile to match his.
"I guess I should get ready, huh?"
Getting up from bed, Trish whimpered. Leaning down, he kissed her one last time before leaving the room.
Meeting downstairs, the group decided to have breakfast. Crossing the street, they entered the restaurant. Sitting down, they all ordered omelettes, bacon and coffee. Receiving their food ten minutes later.
"Oh, I guess we should tell you," Victoria said. "We talked to Christy last night and all signs seem to be saying that she's out of the group,"
"And she said that the tape was fake. They altered their faces to ours," Trish added.
"Did she say why? Were they legit reasons?" Benoit asked, a bit sceptical.
"She said it wasn't her thing and that after leaving last week, she hadn't received any calls or been approached by Amy or anyone else from the group," Stacy said.
"For what it's worth, I believe her," Trish said. "I mean-she seemed sincere enough,"
"But even then, you could never be too careful," Val said, sounding like a seasoned veteran.
"Yeah, I know. I won't be letting my guard down too fast," Trish said. "We all won't,"
"It could be a very skilled trick. Although, I doubt Adam thought of it, it could be a possibility," Jay said.
"So what are we doing Monday?" Chris asked.
"A promo as usual," Benoit said.
"Christy said that the tape wouldn't have played either way because she was backstage. Maybe one of the roadies has the tape…if you catch my drift," Victoria said.
"We could literally lock them in their locker room, play the clip from last week and then the video, if available," Val said.
"Not a bad idea," Jay said biting into a piece of bacon.
"And if we can't find the video?" Benoit asked.
"Then we can just play the clip and talk smack," Stacy replied. "And they won't be able to get us cause they'll be locked in,"
Putting his hand in the centre, Val urged his group members to follow. Setting hands one on top of another, they chanted their name then broke. Going back to eating, they enjoyed their morning.
"Hey guys! Look who's back," Amy said.
The group looking up from their reading, they were shocked to see her back. Christy had returned. Being the only one excited, Dawn ran up to Christy and hugged her.
Hugging her tight, she whispered into her ear. "Thank god you're back,"
"Thanks Dawn. I want to say that I'm sorry for what happened a week ago and that I'm fully committed to this group. After having a heart-to-heart with Trish, Victoria and Stacy then finding out they were playing me, I want revenge,"
"That's the kind of fire I knew you could bring," Adam said. "Do you have an idea?"
"I lure Trish away from the group, you guys beat her up within an inch of her life, she gets sent to the hospital. She's out of the way. Done and done,"
"We're not gonna kill her, are we?" Kane asked.
"No…unless it comes to that,"
"Twisted, evil and vengeful. I like it. I like it a lot," Adam said, smiling. "Welcome back, Christy,"
"We can pick them off one by one. You take one out of the equation, it affects everyone," Christy said.
"Then it's settled. Next week, Trish is going down," Adam said, sadistically.
