Title: Through Hate Comes Love

Disclaimer: If I owned Randy… I'd tell all of you… "HE'S MINE! ALL MINE! YOU CAN'T HAVE HIM CUZ HES MINE!" Yeah I know, I'm greedy, but what can I say? It's Randy… anyway that's just a fantasy I have and as of now Randy isn't mine, but I'm still trying to buy him off of eBay… Right now my bid is $250,000,000,000,000! BEAT THAT, SUCKERS!

A/N: Hey guys, thanks for all your great reviews. I'm getting back on track and it won't be long until everything is organized and soon I will be 100 dedicated to my fics, but for the next two weeks I have to finish school things. Now a lot of you are thinking that I'm making a Amy/Jericho pairing, but I never said I was and remember… that romance angle assignment was a assigned partners and Jericho and Amy are just friends… I also realize that a lot of you really hate Amy, but please, please, please, hold your grudge against her for the TV because I'm really trying to make her good. Now on with the chapter! This chapter is pretty fast paced so just try to stay with me.

Chapter 3: New Beginning

Trish was in a lip lock with Randy. Trish was in utter shock at first and she didn't even realize what exactly happened until moments later. Trish came back to her senses and started to push Randy off. Randy just pulled her in tighter not letting go. After a couple moments Randy let go. Trish slapped him across the face.

"What was that all about?" Trish asked Randy. Randy just held his face, which was burning from a sharp stinging pain from Trish's slap. Randy opened his mouth to speak, but he just closed it. Randy pointed at a person on the other side of the hall. Trish saw Vince McMahon. Trish quickly realized why Randy had kissed her.

"He was walking by, so I had to do something to save both our asses from detention or even worse… getting expelled." Randy told Trish before walking away. Trish felt bad for slapping him now. Trish grabbed Randy's hand. Randy turned around.

"What?" Randy asked with a hint of annoyance in his voice.

"I'm sorry." Trish said as she looked down.

"Whatever. I did what I had to do to save myself." Randy said before walking away. Trish just looked at him and walked away in the other direction. Trish went back to her apartment and just laid down. Before she knew it, Trish fell asleep.

4 Hours Later…

"Trish wake up!" Amy was screaming.

"Stop… I was having a wonderful dream about R…" Trish started to mutter, but became silent as soon as she realize what she was about to say.

"About who?" Amy asked as she eyed her curiously.

"Umm… uh… umm… hmm…" Trish thought.

"I'm waiting…" Amy said.

"Oh, about Rob Van Dam… he has such a cute butt!" Trish lied.

"For a second there I thought you were gonna say Randy." Amy laughed.

"Why on earth would I say that? I hate him." Trish laughed nervously.

Both of the girls got ready for a party at Batista and Hunter's. It was a Friday night and Batista and Hunter were throwing a huge party at Hunter's house because he lived close to the campus and Vince would occasionally allow it because Hunter was dating Stephanie McMahon. Trish and Amy got dressed. Trish was wearing a silver cargo jeans and a white baby-t that had a cute little bunny in the center. Amy wore her black cargo pants and a black top with a heart on it that Matt Hardy had given her before he switched schools. Amy wore her fishnets and bracelets and put on her eyeliner… there was no doubt she was beautiful, but she had a different style of beauty. Trish and Amy left to Hunter's party.

ØØØØØØØØØØØØØØ Randy & John's Apartment ØØØØØØØØØØØØØØ

"Dude, We really need to leave if we wanna make it there on time." John stated as Randy fixed his hair.

"Yeah, I know I'm hurrying I just gotta find my Obsession cologne." Randy said as he looked around. John just shook his head.

"Did you look on the shelf? Randy, your room is a mess… you'll never find it." John said as he tied his sneakers.

"Found it! It was next to the PS2." Randy said as he started spraying the cologne all over him. The scent seeped into his skin.

"I'm not gonna even ask what it was doing there." John laughed as he got the keys. "You know you should really limit the amount you use cause I'm starting to think you smell like that shit whether or not you spray it on."

"Just shut up and let's go." Randy said as he opened the door and they both exited. John locked the door and they hopped into Randy's black Corvette and drove off to Hunter's party.

ØØØØØØØØØØØØØØ Hunter's Party ØØØØØØØØØØØØØØ

"Gosh, Amy this place is freaking loud!" Trish screamed trying to scream above everybody's talking, but her attempt failed.

"What? I can't hear you." Amy said. Trish didn't have to hear her to know what she said, Trish was always a good lip reader. The noise finally lowered a bit.

"The party's just getting started!" Jericho yelled from the stage where him and his band "Fozzy" started to play music. Trish just sighed and left the house and walked to the front lawn. She started to think back to her dream about Randy. He had gotten to her; somehow since the first day they met back 3 years ago, he had her in his grasp. As much as Trish hated to admit it, she knew it was true. It wasn't the first time she had dreamt about him, but he was a jerk and she would just convince herself that she hated him, she would keep denying her feelings for him. It was Trish's goal to deny every single feeling for Randy and hope that one day they'll disappear.

Trish walked slowly breathing in the fresh Connecticut air. Connecticut was definitely not like back home in Toronto. Toronto was a very urban place. Connecticut on the other hand was not urban, but it wasn't rural either. It was like a suburb. There were many houses, many trees, and a nice neighborhood. Trish loved it here, but sometimes she got homesick like most of the other superstars. Trish just had a lot on her mind that she needed to clear out. It was the beginning of her senior year at high school and she was already stressed out. This wasn't a good thing. Trish started to walk back towards the house to get back to the party before Amy gets really drunk. Just then she heard something by the bushes and trees. It sounded like giggles. Trish knew she shouldn't look, but sometimes her feet would have a mind of its own. Trish walked towards the noise she heard before her mind could make her stop. She saw a silhouette. She noticed two people behind the large tree making out. It didn't take long before Trish realized Stacy was making out with not Randy, but with Adam. Trish felt bad. As much as she hated Randy at times, she didn't want his heart to be crushed, but she didn't want to have Randy find out in a worse way later on. She had no idea what to do. Trish just started to walk back into the house trying her hardest to erase what she saw from her mind. She thought to herself, 'Why should I even care? Its not like he'd care about me if I were hurt.' Trish knew trying to convince herself to not tell Randy about what she saw wasn't going to work because that wasn't the type of person Trish was. Trish would always try to be the better person, although sometimes it was hard to be for obvious reasons, like when Trish tried to kill Stacy by drowning her in the pool…

Randy and John were having a blast kicking JBL's ass. Apparently Dave Batista recommended it as a fun time killer activity. Randy grabbed JBL's ugly little white hat and John "modified" it with spray paint, spit, fruit punch, potato chips, beer, and all the other good stuff on the food table. Trish had spotted Amy and was glad that Amy wasn't drunk because the last time Amy was drunk, Trish had carry her all the way back and Trish was not going to do that again. Trish saw Randy, but he was with John. She didn't know if she wanted to get involved with Randy at the moment. He looked happy and having fun, then again anyone would be happy and have fun kicking JBL's ass. As if Trish's secret wish came true on the spot, John had walked away with his girlfriend, Dawn into the crowd of people dancing. Trish went over to Randy as soon as he walked away from JBL.

"Hey." Trish greeted him hoping that he would be in a good mood and wouldn't lash out nasty comments at her.

"Hi." He responded confused as to why Trish Stratus out of all people was talking to him. The sight of Trish had Randy thinking, 'Damn! She looks sexy.'

"Having fun?" Trish asked trying to start a casual conversation for the first time.

"Yeah." Randy responded still stunned from Trish's looks. Randy shook back into reality. "Trish, why are you talking to me? I thought you hated me."

"Yeah, but I'm bored." Trish stated.

"Oh well, I'm looking for Stacy, so if you'll excuse me…" Randy started.

"Wait, I have to talk to you… about Stacy." Trish said slowly as Randy's eyes widened a bit.

"What about her?" Randy asked.

"Randy there's no easy way for me to tell you this, but it has to be said. As much as I dislike you because of our differences in the past, you deserve to know this. Randy, Stacy is cheating on you with Adam." Trish said as she expected the worse. Randy just laughed.

"You're crazy. Stacy wouldn't cheat on me. She loves me. You're just jealous." Randy laughed.

"Randy, I'm serious. You have to believe me." Trish pleaded.

"Yeah right." Randy said sarcastically. Randy walked away from Trish. Randy looked around for Stacy. Randy started opening doors to random rooms to see if Stacy was in any of them. He came to the last door. Randy opened it and found Stacy… lying on her back on the bed and with Adam on top of her. Randy flipped out. Randy dove at Adam and the beat down began. Randy threw punches back and forth, left and right. Adam was busted open as Stacy was screaming "Stop, please stop!"

"Shut your fucking mouth, you no good blonde slut." Randy yelled at Stacy as he kept beating up Adam. Nobody heard Stacy because the music was so loud and everyone was dancing and having fun. After Randy was done with Adam, he turned to Stacy. Randy's hands were a bloody mess. Randy's clothes were dripping blood. Randy glared at Stacy and then talked. His voice was calm.

"Stacy, it's over." Randy said before walking away. He should've listened to Trish. He had to go find Trish. He needed to talk to someone and he couldn't talk to John because John was with Dawn and Dawn is Stacy's best friend. Randy couldn't find Trish. He looked and looked. Randy started to worry. This wasn't like him. He didn't think he cared about Trish, but for some reason, he trusted her.

Randy couldn't find her. Randy rested against the wall. He started to hear a distant sound. It sounded like someone screaming. Randy's instincts told him Trish was in trouble. He ran towards the muffled screams of the Canadian native. Randy came across a door that blocked his way from Trish. Without hesitation Randy kicked the door as hard as he could. The door broke open and inside revealed Randy's second victim-to-be of the night and Trish. Randy dashed at the man that was trying to undress and rape Trish. It was Viscera. Normally it would take a truck to knock down Viscera, but Randy's rage was just as powerful. Randy beat Viscera to a lifeless pulp. Trish broke down into tears. Her white baby-t was ripped and Trish was holding her shoulder. Randy came to Trish's aid. Randy embraced Trish and held her not wanting to let her go.

"Randy…" Trish started.

"Trish, don't say anything. I need to get you out of here." Randy quickly stated.

Trish was in pain. Randy picked her up into his arms and quickly exited Hunter's house through the backdoor without being seen, Randy put Trish into his Corvette and drove back to campus so he could get her to the Medical Center. Randy looked at Trish. He saw something in her that he had never seen before. Even if Randy was growing feelings for Trish, he was still a stubborn person and he wasn't going to admit it just yet. Maybe this is a new beginning for Randy and Trish.

End of Chapter

OK, I know this chapter was a bit longer than usual so I hope you like it, but it's a very fast paced and confusing I know. If you don't understand it, please tell me because I found it confusing when I read it. I have no problem redoing it and reposting it so if you don't understand it please tell me. Or if you wanna ask me something you know my E-mail. Anyway leave me a review.

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Keira