The Secret: Part 3

"No, I am not working in a storyline with him." Trish said bluntly while crossing her arms over her chest and slouching back in her chair.

"Yes, you are. Or else I will be forced to suspend you." Vince said smiling.

Trish groaned and rolled her eyes. She looked away from Vince and looked at John, who was smiling. "Whatever," Trish said with a look of pure disgust. "Are we done?"

"Yes, you two may leave."

Trish got up out of the chair and walked out the door, with John following.

"Listen, I don't want to work with you, but I know I have no choice. So, this is how it's going to go. During this storyline, you're not going to touch me in any way, shape, or form. And we're not going to talk to each other unless we're discussing the storyline or whatever." Trish warned.

"Okay, you know what? I don't take orders from women. If I wanna touch you, I'll touch you," John said as he slid his hand down Trish's arm. "And when I wanna talk to you, we'll talk."

"Don't touch me, Cena." Trish said pushing him away from her.

Meanwhile

"Hey, Randy." Randy turned around and saw Stephanie running up to him.

"Yeah?"

"Why didn't you ever tell me Trish has a baby?" Stephanie whispered.

"Because…." But Randy stopped talking when he heard yelling. He motioned for Stephanie to follow him and they walked down the hall, they stopped when they realized who it was. "Round one." Randy said laughing.

"You're a sick bastard!" Trish yelled.

"I may be a sick bastard but you're the slut!" John retorted.

"It's called a fucking storyline you stupid ignorant asshole!"

"So," John said bluntly. "You're still a fucking hoe!"

"And you're a jackass! Why do you insist on bothering every goddamn week! You just can't leave me the fuck alone, can you!"

"I bother you because I know sooner or later you're gonna give in to me, just like you gave into Jericho, and Christian!" John yelled, getting louder. "And plus, you're the only diva in the company I haven't slept with!"

"Oh, so I'm your mission or something?"

"Exactly."

"And you call me the slut." Trish said sarcastically as she walked away.

When they were gone John turned around and saw Randy and Stephanie standing at the beginning of the hall. He smiled and made his way toward them.

"Hey." He said as he approached them.

"Hey, John," Randy said smiling. "So, what was that argument about?"

"I'm turnin' on Michaels tonight in our tag match and goin' heel, and Stratus is turnin' on Mickie in theirs. And next week Vince said me and Trish are gonna be put in a storyline together." John said rolling his eyes.

"This should be interesting." Randy said laughing, as he started walking down the hall, with John and Stephanie following.

"Yeah." Stephanie replied.

Just then they heard someone else call their names. "Hey!" When they turned around they noticed Ashley Massaro running toward them.

"Hey, Ash." Stephanie smiled.

"Hey," Ashley said smiling also. "Do you guys want to come to Trish's tonight and hang out?"

"Trish's? Um… did you ask her?"

"Not yet, but she'll say yes. I'll see you guys tonight. Oh, and John, you can come too." Ashley said as she left.

"I'm in. If I go to Trish's house then it gives me more time to piss her off. I'll see you there." John said waving as he walked away.

"This isn't good." Randy said sighing.

Trish's Locker Room

Trish was in her locker room getting ready for her tag match with Mickie, when there was a knock on the door, she sighed and yelled, "Come in!"

"Hey, Trish." Ashley said walking in.

"Hey. What's up?" Trish asked as she pulled on her elbow pad.

"Well, me, Randy, Stephanie, and John are coming to your house after the show, so see you then." Ashley said running out of the room.

"Wait! Ashley, get your ass back here now!" Trish screamed. But Ashley was already gone. Trish groaned and threw her duffel bag against the wall. "Fuck." She said sitting down and putting her head in her hands.

Then there was another knock on her door, she sighed again and opened the door. "What?"

"Um… you have two minutes Miss. Stratus." The person said while walking away.

"Great." Trish mumbled.

After The Match

When Trish got to the back she could still hear the boos from the fans. But then Trish noticed Randy standing by her locker room door. "Hi." She said approaching him.

"Hey, great job out there." He said smiling.

She looked at him and rolled her eyes. "Whatever." Trish said pushing past him so she could get into her locker room.

"Trish… what's wrong?" Randy asked following her.

"Ashley! That's what's fucking wrong with me! She fucking comes in here and tells me we're meeting at MY house after the show! And if that's not bad enough, John is going to be there! Can things get any fucking worse!" Trish said sitting down on the bench.

"Trish…" Randy started.

"I'm going home, hopefully I can figure out what to do about Jaylen, before everyone gets there." Trish said picking up her duffel bag and storming out of the room.

"This is NOT going to go well." Randy said walking out of the room as well.

Trish's House

"Jaylen, you're going to go to Audrey's house for the night, okay?" Trish asked as she started to pack his bag.

"No. I wanna stay here with you."

"Jay…"

"Please, mommy?" Jaylen begged.

Trish groaned, but finally gave in. "Okay. But you have to be good, when my friends are here you have to stay up here, and don't come downstairs, okay?"

"But, what if I get hungry or somethin'?" Jaylen asked sitting on his bed.

"I'll go downstairs right now and get you some food, and a drink. I'll be right back." Trish said kissing his forehead and walking down the stairs.

When she got to the bottom of the stairs there was a knock on the door. She sighed 'Their not supposed to be here yet.' Trish said to herself. She walked over to the door and opened it, revealing Stephanie, Ashley, John, and Randy on the other side.

"Uh… hey, Trish." Ashley said hesitantly, as her and the rest of them walked into the house and into the living room.

"I'll be right back." Trish said as she started to walk into the kitchen, but stopped when she heard a voice call her name for the second time that day.

"Mommy?"

A/N: That's it for the third chapter. What do you think?