A/N: I'm on a rooooooooolll! I have like, three other ideas coming out! Enjoy this little fic!
Summary: It's Trish Stratus' wedding day, but things don't go as planned. TWO-SHOT!
Characters: Trish Stratus, Dave Batista, AJ Styles, Stacy Keibler, others?
Rating: T, for language.
Disclaimer: If I DID own 'em, Stacy, Whorrie, and Candice would be gone. From existence, that is:D
Chapter One: I'll Be There for You
Trish Stratus picked nervously at her nail as she and her dad waited arm in arm just outside the closed oak doors of the chapel.
"Daddy, I'm nervous." She whispered. Her dad leaned over and pressed his lips against her temple.
"You'll do fine." He whispered back in a saddened voice. Today was the day that he'd give his little girl over to another man.
The oak doors then swung open as "Here Comes the Bride" played on the organ. Trish walked in along side her father with a bright smile on her face.
At the end of the aisle she saw her future husband Dave Batista's mouth drop open. Trish was wearing a white strapless gown with beads over the chest and torso part. It also had a two foot train. A veil covered the Canadian's face as she giggled quietly.
Trish kissed her father's cheek as they reached the end of the white roll out carpet. She stood in front of the much taller man and smiled up at him. He reached out for her hand which she took happily and they both turned to the priest who was ready to start the ceremony.
As the priest spoke Trish began to zone out. Her hazel eyes moved over the crowd of two hundred. She heard her sisters sighing from behind as Dave began his vows, but she still wasn't listening. Her eyes moved to Dave's side of the room and saw some people she didn't want to see. In fact, she didn't know how they made it onto the list!
Torrie Wilson, Candice Michelle, and Stacy Keibler sat in the middle of the room. They all had these stupid smiles on their faces', letting Trish know that something was wrong.
How the hell did they get in here! I didn't invite them! Trish thought angrily. Then her eyes went to AJ, her best male friend, who had followed her gaze over to the three women. He glared at them like she was, and then turned to her and smiled.
Good ole AJ. He's knows exactly what I'm thinking. Trish said, a bright smile coming to her face. He had only agreed to come to see her. Trish knew her friend's feelings for Dave were not happy.
In fact, AJ hated the Animal Dave Batista with a passion.
Trish snapped out of her thoughts just in time to hear Dave's finishing words. I love you. Trish refrained from rolling her eyes. He barely ever said it nowadays so why say it now?
Trish pretended to wipe a "tear" from her eye as they stood there in silence for a moment. Dave had dropped the sheet of paper he read off of. Leave it to Dave to not memorize his vows. Trish found it rude. She, of course, had memorized hers.
"Dave, I love you so much," She began, her eyes moving over to Stacy every few seconds, "When I was a little girl I dreamt of one day being swept off my feet by a…" But her voice trailed off when she saw Stacy blow Dave a kiss out of the corner of her eye. She also caught the wink that Dave sent the leggy blonde.
"Trish, what's wrong?" Dave whispered with concern. Tears formed in the blonde's eyes as she realized what was happening. She had been too blinded by love to realize why Dave hadn't been saying "I love you" for the past few weeks.
He's been too busy loving Stacy. Trish thought sadly. But within a few seconds that sadness turned to anger.
"Miss Stratus, will you please continue." The priest said kindly. Trish snapped her head towards the priest and ripped her veil off her head.
"I'm done." She said simply before throwing the ring that was on her finger at Dave. He caught it and gave Trish a confused look.
"What are you doing?" He asked, confused. He was about to speak again before Trish smacked him at lightning fast speed.
He held his red cheek and turned to look at Stacy. Trish then took off running as fast as her stiletto heels would let her go. Behind her she heard the crowd murmuring in wonder. They may not have seen it, but she did, and that's all that mattered.
They can think I'm getting cold feet and run off like that psycho bitch did last summer, but I'll be damned if I'm going to stay with someone who cheats on me! She screamed inside of her head.
Trish kept running, pulling her dress up so she could move faster. Her strapless heels fell off of her feet as she ran down the stairs inside of the chapel. Without looking back Trish pushed the stained glass doors open and ran outside into the warm April air. Rain fell from the sky but all Trish could think about was Dave, and the whores that he cheated on her with.
She ran as far as she could before collapsing in a small clearing in the woods in front of the chapel. Her chest rose and fell as she realized she had fallen in a huge puddle of mud. Tears fell from her eyes and dripped on the soggy ground underneath her freezing cold body.
She pushed herself into a sitting position and kneeled on the ground in her knees. Her make up ran down her face and her body ached from the now cold rain that continued to fall in a frenzy of drops. Trish's heart felt like it had been ripped out and stomped on then put back in.
She had told Dave everything, gave into his loving touch so easily. It had only been five months when he proposed to her in the most romantic setting possible. Rose petals, a lake, candles, the whole enchilada. She had never suspected that he had cheated.
As Trish sat in the mud, her eyes narrowed in anger and she fell back, now in a sitting position. Her knees were bent slightly as she put her dirty hands over her face and cried. Her mouth had become dry, and she needed water, but as she tried to stand to walk away from the woods her legs gave out from underneath her. She fell once again, and her crying became harder.
After a few minutes she tried to stand, and thankfully her legs didn't give out. She began to walk when she noticed somebody walking towards her. They then began to run, and Trish stopped moving. Her arms hung at her sides, her hair matted to her head, her dress and body covered in mud as the person moved forward.
The pounding rain had made it impossible for her to see who it was, and through her tears it was even harder. But as they approached her at top speed Trish knew who it was. She knew only one person would be as concerned as he looked.
AJ. She thought.
Trish fell into his arms the second he was close enough. He held her close, stroking her wet hair gently. AJ whispered in her ear about how everything would be okay, how she was better off without him, and how much of an idiot he was for doing what he did.
"You don't need him to be happy, Trish." He whispered. Trish rested her head against his large chest and cried into his soaking wet dress shirt. Her arms still hung at her sides as he spoke gently in her ear about how he'd always be there for her.
"I'm never going to leave you. I promise I won't." AJ vowed. Trish's crying slowed and her arms eventually went around him.
"I loved him…" She spoke for the first time since he had found her in the woods. AJ nodded and pulled her closer when he felt her shivering.
"I know you did, but you're better off without him." He whispered over the rain that smacked against their bodies and the environment around them. Trish's chest rose and fell against his, her crying coming to a stop.
Trish took a deep breath and let it out shakily. Before she realized it AJ had picked her up with one arm under her legs and one under her back and was carrying her out of the woods. Her head rested against his shoulder when she saw most of the invitees standing around under umbrellas.
"I'm going to take you home." AJ whispered against her hair. Trish whimpered in response, and closed her eyes to keep from seeing Dave. She knew he was standing there under the chapel overhang, watching her get carried away by the man he thought would break them up.
As she was set in AJ's car she heard Stacy's voice in the wind, and knew she was talking to the two other women who had accompanied her. Tears leaked out of the corners of her eyes, and her eyes opened slowly. They focused on Dave, who stood with the three women. He didn't look upset one bit.
"It's for the best, because now I can be with…" Bu AJ had slammed the door shut. He had obviously heard what Dave was saying, because "The Phenomenal One" stormed over towards the larger man.
Trish watched them exchange words, and her heart pounded in her chest when she saw AJ punch Dave. She tried to open the car door to run and see if The Animal was okay when she realized one thing.
He cheated on me. I shouldn't care about him anymore.
Trish watched as AJ made his way back to the car, a satisfied grin on his face. Trish turned her head slightly to look over at her friend and couldn't help but wonder how she had ever got him as a friend.
They drove in silence, the only sound being the rain hitting the car as it drove down the highway. They arrived at Trish's house minutes later, and AJ opened the door for her. He helped the upset blonde up to her door where they stood for a moment.
"I can't stay here." She said quietly. AJ then remembered that Dave lived with Trish. He nodded and put a hand on her shoulder.
"You can come home with me." He said was a smile. Trish was about to say thank you when he held up a hand and shook his head.
"I don't want a thanks. All I want is you to go in there, get everything that you can in your suitcase and come with me. I just want to see you happy, and you can't be happy with Dave around." AJ said, pushing open her unlocked door.
Trish walked inside the house and choked back some tears as she made her way into their bedroom. She pulled out her huge suitcases and threw all of her clothes into them. She then took a picture of Dave and herself out of a picture frame and ripped it up into fours and laid it on the bed.
I hate him.
Her anger boiled over, and she uttered a scream. Trish then went to his dresser and pulled all of the clothes out. She pushed open the window and threw them out into the pouring rain. Along with his clothes she threw out his Armani suit that cost him a thousand dollars. Her eyes were rimmed with tears when her anger subsided and she stood in the middle of the now messy room.
After her breathing returned to normal she pulled her heavy suitcases down the stairs and stopped in the kitchen. She pulled a post it off of the pad and wrote in huge letters.
I WANT YOU OUT BY TOMORROW
She placed it on the door where AJ stood looking out at the clothes that lay on the grass in amusement. He only grinned at the Canadian diva before taking her bags from her. Trish slammed the door shut and followed him through the rain in her now brown wedding dress.
AJ drove the car the two blocks to his house with a small smile on his face. He knew this was supposed to be a sad event, but he couldn't help but think what could happen now that Dave was out of Trish's life.
They entered his warm house and Trish immediately went to change. She walked up the stairs with AJ who was leading her to the guest bedroom. Trish knew where the guest room was but he had insisted on helping her with her bags.
Minutes after AJ left to go back downstairs Trish walked into the kitchen in a white tank top and Happy Bunny pajama pants. AJ stood at the refrigerator in only sweatpants, digging through the freezer for something. Trish sat down at the island and watched him, her sad eyes sweeping over him.
I don't know what I'd do without him during times like these. She thought sadly.
AJ turned around with a huge container of ice cream and nearly dropped it when he saw Trish.
"I didn't expect that you'd be down here so soon." He said, setting the clear container down next to Trish. She shrugged and sighed deeply.
"I don't feel like getting pretty." She replied in a sad voice. AJ stared at her for a second, examining her. His heart nearly broke at the look in her eyes. She was so sad, so vulnerable, and he didn't know what to do.
"I have cookies n cream if you want some." He offered her. Trish tried to smile but all she could muster was a frown. He didn't know what to make of it but he gave her a bowl anyway.
"Come on, it's warmer in the living room." AJ informed her. Trish nodded and hopped down off the island, following him into the safari themed room. She remembered doing that room for him. She tried to smile again, but her thoughts went back to Dave and she frowned.
Trish seated herself in a chair while AJ sat on the couch. Trish stared down into her bowl of melting ice cream, the heat of the fire that roared in the fire place thawing her cold skin out. Then Trish stood up and walked over to where AJ was sitting.
"Can… can you hold me?" She asked in a strained voice. AJ set down his bowl quickly and threw the blanket off of his body, holding one arm out. Trish crawled under the blanket into his arms and cried on his chest.
AJ held the blonde close as she cried, no words being spoken. There were no words that needed to be said. After a while Trish began to calm down and her breathing became normal. AJ opened his tired eyes and looked down at Trish who was now asleep.
He stroked her hair once before kissing the top of her head and pulling the blanket closer around them. Trish moved closer toward shim subconsciously and he wrapped his massive arms back around her petite body. Then the TNA superstar closed his eyes, falling into a light sleep.
He'd probably never admit it to anyone except himself, but he had fallen for Trish Stratus.
A/N: WOOOO! I love this fic for some reason. Isn't it strange that I actually LIKE one of my fics! lol. Well, review, please!