Chapter 7 – Aches and Pains.
"I'm aching all over Chris." Trish said sitting down cautiously.
"I still can't believe he pedigreed you." Chris laughed.
"That's not funny!" Trish yelled. "Stop laughing at me!"
"No wait…the best part was when you tried to do stratusfaction on Batista." Chris almost fell off his chair laughing.
"I'm glad you find this all so funny. While I'm being pedigreed and put in the fucking ankle lock, which hurts by the way. You're getting it easy with Torrie and Candice." Trish scowled.
"Yep I'm having a blast." Chris smiled and sat back with his hands behind his head.
The two continued to argue until the waitress came over to take their order.
"I'll have the cheeseburger with extra fries please." Chris said.
"No you won't you'll have the salad and so will I. thank you." Trish smiled at the waitress.
The waitress smiled and walked away a little confused.
"A salad you're kidding me right!" Chris yelled.
"No I'm not. As me you have to look after your body and no eat junk food." Trish said knowingly.
"There's no way I can go with out a cheeseburger." Chris yelled.
"I can tell that by how soft you are on the mid section and talk about love handles." Trish trailed off.
"Okay I get the point stop!" Chris yelled.
"This is probably the best thing that could ever happen to you. I can get you back in shape." Trish smiled smugly.
"Yeah real funny and as you maybe I could get that stick out of your ass." Chris laughed.
Trish didn't laugh she just scowled at her self.
The pair continued to talk for a few more minutes until their food turned up and they started to eat.
"Well that was a selfless act I just ate a salad for you." Chris moaned.
"It'll do you good to lose a few pounds." Trish smirked.
"You know your talking about yourself here." Chris smiled.
The pair finished eating and walked outside. Trish walked slowly as her body was aching tremendously by now.
"You sure your gonna be able to do Wrestle Mania, I mean after tonight and everything?" Chris asked.
"Yeah of course I am. I was just surprised tonight that's all!" Trish yelled defensively.
"I was just asking that's all! Calm down." Chris told her.
"It'll be easy I just have to do some practicing. I really don't know what I was worried about in the first place it's a piece of cake." Trish said smiling smugly.
"Ha a piece of cake! Your joking right do you know what I have to do?" Chris laughed loudly.
"Of course I do…I read the script remember. I could do it in my sleep." Trish said smiling smugly.
"Trish this isn't some lame Diva match this is Wrestle Mania the biggest event of the year. There's no way you could do it without my help"
"You wanna bet on that?" Trish asked.
"On what?" Chris asked.
"That I could be you and you could be me." Trish said.
"It's not really a bet though is it? Your life is way easier than mine so I'd win automatically." Chris shrugged.
"I could be you no problem. I'd just go round telling stupid jokes and saying moronic comments to everyone and don't forget acting like an arrogant asshole."
"Yeah and I could be you I'd just act like the biggest bitch to everyone." Chris shot back annoyed.
"Fine you do that, you'll be begging me to find a self less act by tomorrow night!" Trish yelled.
"Fine!" Chris yelled.
"Fine!" Trish yelled back.
"Well…goodbye then!" Chris turned and walked away. "Have a nice day."
"Oh I will don't you worry about that." Trish called out.
Trish let out an angry moan and then sighed and decided to go back to Chris's hotel room and try to get some sleep. As she walked back up to the floor they were on she sighed and wished she hadn't been so hot headed back then. Who was she kidding there was no way she was ready for Wrestle Mania and she really did need Chris's help. Trish knew the next few days weren't going to be easy and really didn't know if she'd be able to handle them alone.
"Why do I have to be so proud?" Trish sighed.
In the elevator Chris was merrily humming to himself as he wasn't bothered one tiny bit about the next couple of days. To him Trish's life was easy and he'd be able to do it without breaking a sweat. The nest few days were going to be a piece of cake.
Exiting the elevator he stood for a little while trying to remember which room he was in then suddenly the door in front of him opened and he saw Mickie stood there looking at him.
"Trish your back. You have to come in quickly its Amy." Mickie said worryingly.
"What's up?" Chris said smiling.
"She's had another fight with Matt." Mickie explained.
Chris stood still looking at Mickie's expression. "So." He raised his eyebrows.
"Well you're her best friend you have to go talk to her." Mickie ushered.
"Well I really…um I mean I need to sleep." Chris tried to get out of it.
"Trish!"
"Can't it wait until tomorrow?" Chris asked grudgingly.
"No it can't you have to go in there now." Mickie pushed Chris into the room.
Chris entered slowly and looking round saw Amy lay in her bed. Turning back round he saw Mickie motion him to go forward and then shut the door. Chris screwed his face up and walked forward and sat at the end of Amy's bed. Not really knowing what to do next he patted her leg awkwardly.
"You okay?" he asked anxiously.
Amy sat up and looked at him he could tell that she had been crying as her eyes were red and puffy. Suddenly Amy leaned forward and wrapped her arms around Chris and sighed.
"Oh Trish it's so horrible. Will you just stay and talk to me?" Amy asked crying.
Chris looked a little startled by this. "Um okay."
Chris sat there thinking to himself as Amy started to talk and explained what had happened today. Maybe there was one bad thing about Trish's life, but what's one thing going to do?
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Trish walked into Chris and Randy's room and saw it hadn't changed from this morning it was still a mess and the bed covers were still on the floor. Trish sighed and set about tidying up and packing Chris's clothes away as they would be leaving tomorrow morning.
When she had finished Randy came walking in to the room and smiled at her and then lay on his bed. After a few minutes he looked round the room and then at Chris.
"Did you tidy up in here?" Randy asked.
"Yeah it was a total mess." Trish nodded.
"Right." Randy nodded looking strangely at Chris.
Trish just smiled at him.
"I'm gonna take a shower okay." Randy walked into the bathroom.
Trish sighed and sat back down on Chris's bed thinking tomorrow was going to be the worst day of her life. When suddenly she looked up as Randy came walking out of the bathroom wearing only a towel. Trish felt a little hot under the collar and so stood up.
"Forgot my shower gel." Randy saw the look on Chris's face. "You okay?" Randy asked.
"Yeah." Trish tried to speak and nodded.
"Well it's just you've been a little weird today." Randy said.
"I think I'm coming down with something that's all." Trish smiled.
"Well make sure you rest. You need to be healthy for Sunday." Randy smiled.
"Yeah I know." Trish said flatly.
"Any way the waters running gotta go. Speak to you in a bit." Randy ran into the bathroom and closed the door.
Trish smiled and watched him walk away thinking maybe this wasn't going to be so bad after all.
A/N: So I've had a brainwave and now have so many ideas for this story. Trish and Chris's troubles haven't even started yet.
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