I have made changes to Chapter 8 when I realized that I had the time frame all messed up…a whole week was supposed to take place…not just one night! All that I changed was the first two paragraphs…thanks for all updates…keep em coming!
Chapter 9
Trish woke up that morning with a pounding headache. But, when one has to listen to Hunter rant and rave for five days straight about how screwed they are, a headache is inevitable. She heard the shower running and assumed that Dave was not in a good mood either. Normally, he would have woke her up and smother her with kisses before heading to the shower. She couldn't blame him though, he had a lot riding on his performance in tonight's battle royale.
All of Evolution did for that matter. That was the only plan they could come up with. The four of them would stick together and try to be the last four standing in the ring. And Trish, she had to run interference. That could get dangerous. She had a great idea as to how to go about it. Pulling down on those ropes could help eliminate a few wrestlers. She could also trip up their feet. But in all honesty, Trish wasn't worried about eliminating wrestlers, she was more worried about what they would do to her once they were eliminated. It's not like Dave or Edge could jump out of the ring, then they'd be eliminated. She'd have to fend for herself.
"Hey, you shouldn't worry so much about this." Trish shook her head and looked up, bringing her back into reality. There stood Dave with only a towel covering him from the waist down. Beads of water still running down his torso and arms, making every muscle glisten. He was quite a sight! And he was with her, that amazing creature was all about her! She smiled and looked down, "I'm not worried." He walked over to her and sat down on the bed next to her, leaving his left thigh exposed. "Yes you are, I can see it in your eyes." She was taken back by that comment. They had only been together a little over a week, and he already knew her so well.
"Well, what if Hunter loses the belt? I mean, the odds are stack so high against us…I mean, if you, Edge, and Ric get eliminated our odds diminish. Or what if I can't run enough interference…What if the first guy I interfere with gets eliminated, and then comes after me? I mean, I can handle myself against any woman, but…" Trish was silenced by Dave's finger that was placed over her lips. He laughed at her, a sparkle in his eyes, "Stop worrying so much! Though, I must admit, I'm glad to see that you're more worried about yourself than Triple H." She chuckled, she couldn't deny that, for once, she was more worried about herself. He did know her so well. He placed his hand under her chin, bringing her eyes to meet his. "If I see you're in trouble outside of that ring, I'll be down there right next to you before any idiot could ever lay a finger on you."
She flipped, "You can't do that! Do you have…" Her ranting was cut short though as he pulled her close and kissed her ever so softly. "Trish, please listen to me. I care more about you than some stupid belt for Hunter. I'm going to be by your side before anyone else's in our group…and I can only hope you'd do the same for me." A smile tugged at her lips as she kissed him once again. "I wouldn't even think twice about it." And at that moment, Trish realized one thing…Evolution was not as loyal or as tightly knit as she assumed them to be. Triple H would screw over any one of them to keep his precious belt; Ric would do anything to stay on Triple H's good side; Edge would do anything to remain a dominant force in the WWE; Batista would do anything to make sure Trish remained safe; and she would do anything for him. And then harsh reality hit her…Triple H needed the four of them more than they needed Triple H.
Trish picked up her cell phone and dialed. About 4 rings later, voicemail picked up. Trish rolled her eyes and waited for the beep, "There better be a really good reason why we haven't heard from you in two weeks! Carmella, I swear to God, if you play us, you're going to have your ass handed to you on a plate by me! Call me as soon as you get this!" She clicked the end button and threw the phone on the sofa. She had to admit, one of the biggest perks of Evolution was her own locker room.
She needed time alone to think…it was when she did her best thinking. As of lately, she had been spending every second with Dave. Not that that was a bad thing or anything, she loved spending time with him. But, she hadn't had any good schemes to think up lately. Granted, she was kind of getting the idea that Dave was sick of Evolution anyway. And that worried her. She honestly didn't know what she would do if he left Evolution. She'd probably leave with him, but…then her security would go out the window.
But, Dave seemed like the type of guy who could honestly be her protection. Jericho and Christian sucked at it…but Dave…Dave was one powerful man. And it seemed that the passion he had for her would be able to fuel the fire. Wait, was she actually thinking about leaving Evolution? This was not the normal Trish thinking. The normal Trish would screw over anyone just to remain in this group. She needed to take a walk. She was starting to think too much and walking always made things better.