A/N- Thanks for the reviews and I also want to thank you guys for sticking with this story. I mean my writing has been getting better gradually (See a big word) overtime, so Thank you. And if you couldn't tell, I kind of well…HATE RANDALL KEITH ORTON so um… on with the chapter :) and who knows, maybe he'll get better….
Trish sat on the couch with her arms crossed, thinking. Randy did have another favor for her to do. But it wasn't that bad, just training him, picking out clothes, what to say, conversation starters, what not to say, etc. Trish glanced at the clock, time to go. She stood up and made her way to the weight room, where Randy was lifting a dumbbell.
"You showed." Randy smiled as he wiped perspiration (another big word hehe lol) from his forehead.
"Do I really have any choice?" Trish asked as she bent over to touch her toes.
"Not really. But anyways, what shouldn't I say?" Randy asked the Canadian blonde.
"No cheesy lines such as 'you eyes shine like the stars" Trish fluttered her eyelashes and then rolled her eyes. "She hates that kind of crap. Be honest…but not TOO honest." Trish advised.
"Huh?" Randy asked, dropping the dumbbell. Trish jumped out of the way.
"Well, if the outfit is…ugly, just don't say anything. Don't say it's pretty, because she knows when someone's lying." Trish said. Randy nodded. "And Randy?"
"Yes?" Randy asked.
"You may wanna take notes, this may be harder than it sounds." Trish smiled and threw him a pen. Randy caught it and scrambled notes on his wrist, unaware of the insult.
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John leaned his head back and closed his eyes. 'Where the hell is Trish? He asked himself. He was waiting in her locker room, where they were supposed to meet like an hour ago. Just at that moment the door flew open and a sweaty Trish appeared.
"John?" Trish asked, astonished. (I'm on a roll :) lol)
"Where were you?" He asked her, glancing at his bare wrist.
"I was… Why are you here?" Trish stopped herself.
"Waiting for you because we agreed to meet here…" John nodded slowly.
"Oh, well I was…in the weight room, training." Trish said, not telling him everything. Trish grabbed a pair of jeans, a Yankees jersey and hat and walked into the bathroom. John scrunched his nose.
"I'm about to marry… a Yankee fan." John sighed as he put a hand to his forehead and walked out.
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Trish looked at her reflection in her championship belt. She glanced at the door, eagerly. 'Calm down Trish!' She told herself. 'How funny could Randy look dressed up?' The door opened slowly and Randy stood there. Trish stared at him before laughing hysterically. Trish gasped for air as she clutched her stomach.
"I don't look that bad, do I?" Randy questioned as he looked in a mirror.
"Sorry!" Trish wiped a tear from the corner of her eye. "You look uh…good…" Trish stared at him, forcing herself not to laugh. Randy looked down at his vertically striped tan shirt. Each stripe was spread like 2 inches apart. She then looked at his dark kaki pants and brown shoes. "She'll love you." Trish grinned.
"Thanks?" Randy shrugged.
"Let's go over this one more time." Trish said, seriously this time.
"Ok." Randy said.
"What not to say?" Trish asked.
"Do not say cheesy lines, such as your eyes are a beautiful as the ocean." Randy smiled.
"Good…" Trish smiled. "Uh…If she's wearing a hideous dress, say what?" Trish asked.
"Nothing." Randy smiled proudly.
"Good!" Trish praised. There was a knock at the door. Trish ran to open it. Standing there was Amy, dressed in the most hideous dress ever. It was black at the top and then faded into different colors which formed a rainbow and sequins covering every inch. "You came!" Trish smiled. Amy smiled quickly and tapped her foot.
"Patricia this better be good." Was all she said.
"Oh, it is. Believe me." Trish smiled. She opened the door wide enough for her to see Randy. Amy stared at him, speechless. Randy did the same to her. Trish stared at the two. She then coughed, Randy blinked twice at her dress before saying
"You look beautiful." Amy scrunched her nose and glanced at her dress. She then laughed.
"Looks like something my grandma would wear doesn't it?" Amy asked. Trish shook her head as if to tell Randy to say no.
"Yeah it does." The two laughed as Trish hit her head on the wall.
"You should get going it's getting late." Trish urged. She had to meet John soon.
"Yeah come on." Randy held out his arm and Amy accepted. They headed down the hall and before they disappeared, she heard him say "You know, your eyes shine like the stars in the sky."
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"I'm here!" Trish slid in front of John and Dave.
"About time, we were gonna call a search party." Dave smiled and stood up. "Meet up with ya later dude." He disappeared down the hall. John looked at Trish with a concerned look on his face.
"What?" Trish asked him, seating herself. John shrugged.
"Trish, you know that I hate liars…" John started.
"Yeah what about them?" Trish asked.
"Well… I've been having the feeling that you're….well…lying to me." John said. Trish looked at him, astonished (hehe) at what he just said.
"John! I'd never!" Trish said.
"Yeah, I know it was just a feeling. I trust you." John said and stood up. I got to meet Rey, see ya later." John walked off. Trish shook her head in disbelief. 'At least he trusts me.' Trish said to herself. She then stopped in the middle of the hallway and dropped to the floor. She LIED to JOHN! Her lover, fiancé, future husband, Father of her future children! Trish hid her head into her knees. She doesn't even trust herself anymore.
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"What can I do for ya Trishie?" Dave asked her. Trish looked up at him.
"I LIED! You were right! I should have listened to you and told him!" Trish cried. "Now he thinks he trust me but I don't even trust myself!" Dave stared her before pulling her into a huge embrace.
"I knew it would come back to haunt you!" He said and squeezed her tightly.
"I mean, I never meant to hurt him!" Trish said.
"I know, you thought that keeping the secret from him wouldn't hurt him but it will!" Dave said. He kissed her forehead, and the door opened. Standing there was an amazed John.
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"John!" Trish cried. She ran over and hugged him, but he didn't hug her back.
"So…this is the secret you've been keeping from me?" John asked in disbelief.
"What?" Trish asked.
"y-you're cheating with my best friend!" John shouted. Trish started to cry hysterically.
"NO NO!" Trish tried to grab onto him but he pulled away.
"Man! I was helping her with her problems." Dave defended.
"And you kissed her!" John pointed. Dave stared at him, with his jaw hanging. "Trish! You're coming with me!" John started to drag her to Trish room.
"GET OFF OF ME!" Trish screamed. John let go and she fell to the floor. "John, It wasn't what it looked like!" Trish said, trying not to start crying again.
"Oh?" John doubted.
"He was helping me! I had this huge"
"So you couldn't come to me?" John cut her off. "Wait, you don't trust me do you?" John shook his in disbelief.
"I do!"
"I trusted you, but you took advantage of that!" John said with a hand to his head. "Sorry Trish, but the engagement is off." John walked away.
A/N- please do NOT kill me (TrishOrton) lol