Summary: Best friends. The term describes Trish Stratus and John Cena – or does it? With all the drama going on in their lives, even they're not sure anymore.
Everything You WantPart Ten:
"… So I come back to the hotel room and Rob has this sweet music playing and he's got flower petals all over the bed. It was so sweet!"
Trish smiled as Stacy retold the story of Rob's anniversary present for her. It was definitely sweet, and she gave him credit for doing it all a week before the anniversary, so Stacy was caught completely off guard, but no matter how happy Stacy was, Trish just couldn't whole-heartedly be excited for her friend. Despite the fact that she was still upset, she forced herself to smile, knowing how much Rob's sweet little gestures meant to Stacy. They were the perfect couple, if there was such a thing. "Stacy, I'm really happy for you. You guys deserve each other."
"Thanks," Stacy gushed, her eyes sparkling as she lay back on Trish's bed, staring at the ceiling. Though she was still ecstatic over Rob's anniversary present for her, she couldn't be completely happy when she knew that her best friend wasn't. She knew that Trish wasn't going to complain about her problems for fear of ruining Stacy's good mood, but she wasn't really very good at hiding her feelings. "Okay," Stacy sighed, sitting up. "What's the matter with you?"
"Why would something be the matter?"
"Oh, come on, Trish. I've known you for years, and there's definitely something wrong."
"I'm fine, Stace, just a little tired," Trish lied, shifting her weight so that she lie on her side, facing away from Stacy.
"You're so lying, Trish, and I wanna know what's up."
"Stacy…"
"Trish…"
Giving in, Trish sat up, facing Stacy. "Fine, if you really wanna know, I saw something last night that really upset me."
"You saw…?"
Trish groaned, the memory of John and Michelle kissing still fresh in her mind. "Well, last night, after I left you, I went to see someone. I had something I really wanted to tell them, but before I got the chance, I saw them with someone else."
"Who are we talking about here?" Stacy raised a curious eyebrow.
"John and Michelle," Trish relented, groaning again.
"You saw John and Michelle kissing?" Stacy was confused for a moment, but the look on Trish's face gave something away. "Wait, why would that upset you?"
Rolling her eyes, Trish gave Stacy a 'duh' look and shook her head.
"OHMYGOD!" Stacy exclaimed, causing Trish to jump. "You wanted to go talk to John? And you saw him and Michelle kissing and you were upset?"
"Why don't you repeat it again, Stace?" Trish replied, her voice dripping with sarcasm. Stacy ignored her comment as a smile spread across her face.
"But you were going to talk to John? And it upset you that they were together… that could only mean…"
"Yeah, Stacy."
"OHMYGOD!" She repeated, grabbing Trish. "You have feelings for John, don't you?"
"Hello, dumbass," Trish pulled out of Stacy's grasp. "That fact is kind of irrelevant now, especially since I just told you that he was kissing Michelle."
"Oh yeah, I kind've blocked that fact out of my mind once I found out that you love John," Pausing, Stacy placed her hand on top of Trish's. "You have great timing, by the way. You couldn't have discovered this two days ago?"
"I kind've did," Trish admitted, ignoring the shocked look on her best friend's face. "At the party, when Molly described her feelings for Jay. But I tried to convince myself that it wasn't true, but then, on my way back to my hotel room yesterday morning, I saw John and he was walking really close to me, and for the first time, I noticed it. And I got that feeling in my stomach, and it just… clicked, ya know?" Stacy nodded and Trish continued. "And then, last night, after we talked to Dave and I asked you how you knew you were in love with Rob… well, I felt almost exactly the same feelings you told me about. So, I went to talk to John. And then… well, then I saw him with Michelle and all of my plans kind of fell out the window and crashed to the ground."
"Wait," Stacy interrupted, raising her hand in the air. "John called me last night, like two hours after you left. He said you guys were supposed to go out to dinner, which confuses me, because if he was kissing Michelle, why was he so worried about going out with you? But anyway, where did you go after you saw them kissing?"
"I went to Jay's room, and we talked, and then I fell asleep," Trish explained, recalling the previous evening. "Then I woke up a few hours later and I went back to my room, and of course I ran into John on my way there. I made up some excuse about being tired and got out of there as quickly as possible. I was gonna go to your room instead of Jay's, but I knew Jay would be alone… cause, well, he always is."
Chuckling, Stacy nodded. "I understand. But, I'm really sorry, Trish. We all knew how much you liked John a long time ago. I think everyone but you and John knew."
"Yeah, well… a couple days ago, Jay tried to convince me that John liked me too, but I just kind've ignored him. And I guess I was right to, because apparently, he doesn't think of me that way."
"Maybe he waited for a while, then figured you didn't like him, and moved on. He couldn't sit around forever, Trish."
"I know," Trish groaned, dropping her head into her heads. "I just wish I hadn't waited so long. I screwed everything up, and now I'll never be happy."
"That's definitely not true," Stacy protested, resting a comforting hand on Trish's shoulder. "Don't worry. I'm pretty sure John and Michelle aren't going to last forever. It's probably not anything serious anyway."
"You think?"
"I know," Stacy said with a nod and a grin. "John's not one for serious relationships. Especially with someone he barely knows."
"Way to boost my confidence, Stace," Trish rolled her eyes and sighed. "He's not one for serious relationships? Then why am I even trying? So I can make out with him for a week, then let him move on to someone else? No, thanks."
"Trish, John knows and loves you. Believe me, if he were in a relationship with you, he wouldn't want anyone else. Him and Michelle probably agreed that they'll hang out and hook up a little, but it's not a big thing."
"But she said she liked him at the party," Trish pointed out.
"Yeah, she thinks he's hot. Trust me, Trish."
Shaking her head, Trish rolled her eyes. "I trust you."
A FEW HOURS LATER
After her talk with Stacy, Trish headed to the arena for that night's Smackdown! tapings, opting to make the drive by herself instead of with Stacy and Rob, or even with Jay. "I just want to clear my head a little," she'd told Stacy when the blonde woman had questioned her on driving alone. "Okay," Stacy had finally agreed. "But call or come and find me once you get there, just so I know you're alright." Trish nearly laughed at her best friend's words. Honestly, what did Stacy think she'd do, drive off a cliff? She may have been upset about John, but she wasn't suicidal.
After she found a spot in the parking lot, Trish turned off her car, climbing out and heading towards the arena. On her way, she spotted a few of her friends, waving politely to all of them as she made her way towards the arena's back door.
As she rounded a corner, Trish spotted a familiar red car. Seconds later, a familiar redhead emerged from it, a blonde man occupying the passenger side. The couple spotted Trish right as she spotted them, both of them giving her a polite, but not exactly friend, nod. Quickening her pace, Trish headed inside the arena, hoping Adam and Amy weren't behind her. She wasn't in any mood to be friendly with them, though they both seemed interested in the idea of everyone being friends again. Though the idea was pleasant, she knew it would never happen. Not after what Amy and Adam had done.
Clearing her mind of everything plaguing it, Trish headed into the women's locker room, dropping her bag onto the first thing she spotted, a bench to her left. She sat beside it, stretching her legs as she leaned against the wall. She was about to pull out her cell phone and call Stacy when another blonde woman entered the locker room.
"Hey, Trish!" Michelle greeted, a grin plastered on her pretty face. She took the seat beside her, pulling her legs up Indian-style and started brushing her hair.
"Uh, hey Michelle," Trish replied, hoping she didn't sound too unenthusiastic. She didn't want to seem rude, but after Amy and Adam, Michelle was high on the list of people she didn't want to talk to at the moment.
"What's up?" Michelle questioned, dropping her brush into her bag; her eyes focused on Trish.
"Nothing, just getting ready to call Stacy," Trish explained. "She wanted to make sure I got to the arena alright."
"Why wouldn't you get here alright?"
Sighing, Trish shrugged. "No reason. Stacy's just a worrier."
"Oh, okay," Michelle answered, standing up. "Well, I'll let you call her. I need to go find someone anyway."
Trish nodded and watched as the younger woman headed towards the door. She knew letting her leave would be the best idea, but something was bothering her. "Hey, Michelle…"
Michelle turned around, a smile still on her face. "Yeah?"
No, I can't ask her. Trish scolded herself. "I, uhm…"
Michelle waited patiently; her eyes focused intently on Trish's.
"What… what do you think of John Cena?"
Michelle gave Trish a suspicious look, but didn't comment. Instead, she thought for a moment, then answered. "He's really cool. I like him. Well, actually… I kind of like him a lot. And I think he likes me too…"
"Oh," Trish replied, her eyes darting to the floor so Michelle couldn't see the tears forming. "Okay. Are you guys… you know, together?"
Confused, Michelle nodded, though Trish's couldn't see her. "I think so. It's kind of confusing. How'd you know?"
Swallowing hard, Trish shrugged. She blinked a few times, then forced herself to meet Michelle's eyes again. "Just a hunch. So, you really like him?"
"Uh huh," Michelle confirmed a wide grin spreading across her face. "He's great." Waving to Trish, she turned and exited the locker room, the door shutting quietly behind her.
All alone, Trish nodded to herself as two tears fell from her eyes. "Yeah, he is great."
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