Chapter 17 – Telling Vince.

Chris sighed and looked down at Trish as he walked past her again for the fifth time in two minutes. Biting his nails as he paced back and forth in the tiny hallway as the pair waited in silence. Chris looked over at Trish.

"Now remember what I said."

"Chris you already told me five times!" Trish yelled.

"Sorry." Chris out his hands up defensively.

Chris then stopped and looked down at Trish who was sat with her back against the wall on the cold floor. They had been waiting for nearly half an hour.

"So you remember everything we planned. Like the reason and how it happened and…"

"Chris I remember I've still got the notes you gave me see." Trish held high a pile of cardboard notes.

"I just didn't want you to forget that's all." Chris shrugged.

Trish sighed and stood up. "I won't."

Chris nodded and then began to pace again Trish feeling the nerves started reading the notes. Chris stopped again and looked at her.

"If he yells which he probably will please don't cry."

"I'm not gonna cry! I don't cry." Trish said defensively.

"So what was the other day in the bathroom?" Chris raised an eyebrow.

"That was a one off and anyway I think I should be allowed to cry for god's sake I'm in your body!"

"Well you said…" Chris stopped shouting and laughed.

"What's so funny." Trish raised an eyebrow.

"We're doing it again fighting."

"Yeah I guess I can't help with you." Trish smiled.

Just then they both stopped talking as the office door they were standing in front of opened and Vince McMahon walked out looking round his face went to Chris.

"Did you need to see me Trish?"

"Erm no I was just walking past and I saw Chris so I was erm talking about…stuff…I have to go great day isn't it bye." Chris smiled and walked away quickly.

Vince looked confused then turned to Trish.

"I think she's gone crazy." Trish nodded.

Vince laughed loudly and patted Trish on the back making her step forward.

"So you wanted to see?" Vince bellowed out smiling.

"Er yeah I do." Trish said nervously.

Vince motioned for him to go inside his office and take a seat. Vince then walked round the other side of the desk and sat down.

"How are you today?" Trish glanced at the notes quickly.

"Terrible…one thing or another keeps going wrong I feel like I could kill someone at any moment." Vince sighed and then smiled. "So how are you?"

Trish gulped and put the notes in her pocket as she wasn't going to need them now.

"Good."

"So you all set for tomorrow?" Vince said cheerfully sitting back in his chair.

Trish coughed and felt as though she couldn't breathe. Vince was staring at her. "Yeah about that I need to talk to you." Trish said nervously.

Vince furrowed his eyebrows and looked worried. "Go on."

"It's just that last night I sorta bent my ankle on stage and it's been funny ever since." Trish explained.

"Have you gone to see a doctor about it?"

"Yeah I went last night and they said I'd badly sprained it. They strapped it up and…"

"So what are you telling me Chris?" Vince was talking serious.

"Well it's about tomorrow."

"What about tomorrow?" Vince was speaking louder.

"It's just the doctor said…"

"CHRIS! Can you wrestle or not?" Vince yelled.

Trish felt like her heart was going to explode under the pressure. Vince stared as her waiting for an answer. Trish really didn't know what to do so in the end she did what she thought was best for her and Chris.

"Yeah I'll be fine. I just need rest today."

"Fantastic you gave me a scare then. That's fine Chris you take the whole day." Vince smiled widely.

Just the Vince's cell rang and he went to answer it then looked back at Trish.

"Are we done Chris?" Vince asked.

Trish didn't know what to do so she just nodded and stood up leaving Vince to talk loudly on his cell.

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Chris was stood outside in the hallway still pacing back and forth with an anxious expression all over his face. Scared of what the outcome would be and what would happen to him and Trish.

Suddenly the door opened and a subdued looking Trish walked out. Chris stopped and looked straight at her waiting.

"Well…"

Trish nodded. "I did it."

"What did he say?" Chris asked.

"He's gonna speak to you on Monday about it more, he's really busy right now."

"Was he pissed about it?" Chris asked hesitantly.

Trish nodded the look on her face answered Chris's question.

"I'm gonna get fired aren't I?" Chris sighed and slid back down the wall.

Trish sighed and bent down then sat next to him and put her hand on his knee. The pair was silent for a few minutes until Trish spoke.

"It'll be okay I promise."

"Easy for you to say your not the one who's gonna be in TNA next month or dead."

"TNA isn't so bad." .

Chris smiled a little bit and nodded. "I know."

Trish then smiled widely. "Look he gave you the day off so I say we stop moping around here and do something fun and exciting."

"Like what? What can I possible do that can cheer me up?" Chris sighed.

"Well you can spend the day with me." Trish seemed enthusiastic. "We're in New York City Chris there's hundreds of things we could do."

"I don't know."

Trish stood up and grabbed Chris pulling him up to a standing position.

"Right Christopher whatever you middle name is Irvine you are coming out with me got it." Trish demanded.

"Keith." Chris said.

"What?" Trish asked confused.

"My middle name it's Keith."

"Oh right…so are you coming with me?" Trish asked.

"I guess so." Chris shrugged.

The pair then began to walk away together both feeling a little depressed at the day so far. Chris was wondering what he could do next and if he still had a job at all. Where as Trish was holding a huge secret that she had to keep from Chris until tomorrow and was also thinking about her own future as she's agreed to wrestle Kurt Angle but now there was nobody that could help her.

"So where do we go first?" Chris asked.

A/N: Okay so this was an interesting one, what will Trish do next?

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