Chapter 7 – Today Only Lasts So Long.

Trish was completely silent as she focused on the task in hand she was currently standing in her small bathroom trying her best to get her hair into rollers. She couldn't understand how women did it so easily she had surely been standing there for almost an hour trying. Sighing she glanced up at the clock behind her and cursed loudly as she saw the time immediately stopping what she was doing she ran out the room.

Running into her bedroom she grabbed her dress and shoes and laid them out on the bed then went on a hunt for her make up. She was slowly tearing her room apart in her heightened panic. Randy was going to be here in only half an hour and she wasn't the least bit ready yet. Why did she always do this to herself? She always left plenty of time to get ready but then somehow she seemed to run out before she knew it.

At the moment she was running around in only her under wear, as she hadn't got changed yet. Her apartment looked as though a nuclear explosion had taken place there as things were scattered about all over. Trish stopped in her tracks as she heard a knock at the door. Running over she peered through the peephole to see Randy stood there.

"No what's he doing here already," she cursed quietly.

Moving away from the door she looked round for her robe to put on but in the mess it couldn't be found. All she could see was a towel so she quickly wrapped it around her. Walking back to the door she took a deep breath and opened it.

"Why are you here?" she said instantly.

Randy looked a little taken back as he raised his eyebrows and then laughed, "nice to see you too."

"Your early…you shouldn't be here for another half an hour," she spat back.

"Yeah I know but women are always late getting ready and my father hates people being late so I just thought I'd come early," he shrugged.

"Well I'm not ready yet," she said shaking her head.

"Yeah that I can see, it's a nice look for you by the way," he laughed as Trish rolled her eyes.

"You'll have to wait," Trish huffed.

"That's not a problem," he nodded as he walked forward.

"Fine," Trish smiled as she lifted her arm out to stop him walking forward then shut the door on him, "who's the smartass now," she smiled as she walked away.

Trish ignored his moans as he shouted through the door she in stead went back into her bathroom and continued to get ready. Ten minutes later she had her make up and hair done all she needed now was to get dressed as she walked out the bathroom she heard talking outside her door. Walking towards it she was sure it was Randy as she lay her ear flat to the door.

"Probably on his cell," Trish muttered.

Unfortunately for her he wasn't as she suddenly heard another voice and realized whom he was talking to. She gasped as she swung the door open and walked out.

"Hey Trish baby I was just telling your friend about when we dated," Viscera grinned.

Trish's eyes grew wide as she grabbed Randy by his arm and dragged him inside her apartment slamming the door. Turning to him she looked furious.

"Why are you talking to him? What did you say? What did you say to him?" she yelled.

"Calm down he came out and started talking to me and I said nothing although he told me some very interesting things," Randy smirked.

Trish raised her hand and hit him behind the head, "sit and don't move," she pointed at the couch.

"I'm not a dog," he laughed.

"I have an opinion that says otherwise," she narrowed her eyes and walked away.

Randy laughed as he sat awkwardly on the couch and looked round the messy apartment intrigued.

"You actually live here?" he asked.

"We can't all live in mansions you know," Trish yelled out.

Randy laughed as he shook his head he knew this was going to be a difficult night already. Soon enough more time had passed and they were late Randy had called his father and told them he was stuck in traffic hoping to buy some time.

"Trish come on please," Randy called out.

"Yeah, yeah I'm ready," Trish said as she walked out the bedroom.

Randy stood silent for a few seconds as he looked at her, he smiled widely, "you look beautiful."

Trish rolled her eyes, "save it for one of the whores you date."

Randy didn't look hurt he just laughed, "you do know that you have to at least pretend to like me tonight."

"I'll try," Trish smirked.

"Good enough for me, let's go," Randy smiled as he walked to the door.

Randy then opened the door for Trish who just rolled her eyes and walked past him without a thank you. Randy just laughed as he followed the blonde outside to where his car was parked the whole way he couldn't take his eyes off her. Finally outside they reached his car he'd paid some kid to watch it as he was unsure of parking it where he had as the neighborhood they were in wasn't one of the nicest.

Trish climbed inside the car and sat quietly with her arms crossed over her mid-section she didn't want to talk to Randy anymore than was needed tonight. Randy ignored her as he continued to talk ignoring the glances she would send at him. He just knew tonight was going to be a long one.


Victoria walked out of her bedroom just having had a nice long relaxing shower she needed one after the week she'd just had. As she walked into the living room she could hear noise coming from the kitchen. Walking inside she saw Elaine at the stove and Jason setting the table he looked up and smiled.

"You hungry?"

"Why?" she asked uncertain.

"I've made us all a nice family meal," Elaine said grinning as she turned round.

"Oh right," Victoria nodded.

Ten minutes later Victoria sat down next to Jason as Elaine served the food, which looked like some sort of stew. Elaine then sat down opposite them and began to eat. Victoria remained looking at the woman who was beginning to drive Victoria insane.

Jason had spoken to his father but without any luck as Elaine remained stubborn and said she wasn't going anywhere soon. Victoria didn't know just how long she was going to be able to take it, as she knew soon enough she was going to explode.

"Nice weather were having here," Elaine smiled.

"It's been raining all week," Victoria muttered.

"I here it's lovely back home at the moment better than here," Elaine smiled.

"That's nice," Jason nodded.

"I always said you should have stayed in Canada and not moved here," Elaine said loudly.

"I like it here and so does Vicky," Jason smiled.

"Yes but its so much safer back home no gangs on street corners, people taking drugs in front of your house, murders…"

"Mom! I like it here okay," Jason said suddenly.

"Just giving my opinion that's all," Elaine smiled fake.

Victoria clenched her fist under the table as she wanted nothing more then to wipe the smile of Elaine's face. Victoria coughed slightly as her throat felt a little tighter. Was it getting hotter in there or was it just her as she wiped her brow. She looked over at Elaine who was eating away merrily. Victoria raised her hand to her throat and pulled the collar of her shirt away as it felt tighter. She felt like she couldn't breath.

Sitting back in the chair she began to cough as her throat had become tighter and she was unable to breath.

"Babe you okay?" Jason asked.

Victoria shook her head as she coughed. It was then that she saw what was making her feel that way, she gasped, "onions."

"What?" Jason looked down at his plate then back at his mother, "did you put onions in this?"

"Of course I did I always out onions in my stew," Elaine said loudly.

"She's allergic to them I told you!" Jason yelled as she rubbed Victoria's back, "just remember to breath."

"Well I don't remember you telling me is there anything I can do?" she asked.

"You've done enough," he said.

Jason then stood up quickly and ran for the phone dialing 911 as Victoria tried to breath like the doctors had told her to do when this happened. Elaine sat quietly as she watched.


"I wonder what's happening right now?" Mickie said looking over at Amy.

Amy looked up from her note pad and shrugged, "I say one of em's dead."

"No I bet there drinking champagne and eating caviar," Mickie said dreamily as she rested her elbows on the bar and her head in her hands.

Amy rolled her eyes, "I think you're the drunk one."

"You talking about Trish and Randy?" Jeff looked up from the bar as he caught the end of the conversation.

"Yeah just imagining what a great time she's probably having with the rich and famous," Mickie sighed.

"Monies not everything though," Jeff shrugged.

"This is Mickie were talking about here Jeff," Amy laughed.

"Why would you wanna spend time with a bunch of stuck up snobs then here with us," Jeff smiled.

"That's defiantly an easy one I go for stuck up rich snobs any day," Mickie shrugged.

Jeff shrugged as he continued to serve he seemed a little dishearted at something as he was quiet. Rob who had just walked out from the back saw the two women talking and came over.

"You guys heard from Trish yet," he asked.

"No were waiting for her to call us from the police station wanting bail money," Amy laughed

"Why is everyone so pessimistic? For all we know she could be loving every second," Mickie said cheerfully.

"Have you been smoking something before we left the apartment because your way to happy…seriously it's scary," Amy said loudly.

Mickie rolled her eyes, "I'm going on my brake."

With that she stood up and walked away leaving Amy and Rob to watch her with raised eyebrows. The restaurant was pretty quiet at the moment as it was only early and plus Eric wasn't there either so everyone was relaxing. After a few minutes Jeff walked back over to Amy looking a little nervous.

"Erm Ames do you know if Mickie is interested in anyone at the moment?" he asked quietly.

"How about half of New York," Amy laughed.

"Oh right well is she seeing anyone?" he seemed hesitant.

"Just the multiple dates she had last week and has lined up for next week," Amy shrugged.

"Oh okay thanks," he nodded quietly.

Amy was silent then suddenly she realized what Jeff was asking, "oh."


Randy pulled his Porsche up abruptly outside the country manor estate and looked over at Trish who was staring out the window.

"Beautiful place isn't it?" he said.

It was an old country house three floors high with huge marble pillars around the doorway. It had been decorated with fair lights and lanterns giving it a mystical appearance. Behind it as far as the eye could see were trees and woodland. Trish's thoughts were broken as the door to the car opened and a man in a valet uniform held his hand out. Trish unsure what to do smiled as she let him help her out the car.

She looked over as she saw Randy give the keys to another valet who climbed inside the car. Randy was currently dressed in a very smart black tuxedo Trish had been so busy before she hadn't noticed. For a momentary second she actually thought he looked quite handsome until she remembered his personality. None the less she continued to walk with him into the house pass a line of press who were taking photo's.

Randy put his arm round her as he smiled for the camera's. Trish unsure what to do exactly just gave them a polite smile. Randy then linked her arm into his as he walked into the large ballroom that was filled to the brim with people all dressed in fancy designer clothing. Trish looked down at her own dress and couldn't help but feel out of place slightly.

"Randy," a loud voice boomed.

Trish's head snapped up as she saw a tall old looking man with brown hair striding towards them smiling. Randy seemed to tense up at the sight of the man as he gripped onto Trish's arm a little tighter. He looked at her quickly.

"Remember you like me," he whispered.

Trish furrowed her brow a little confused at his statement. Her confusion was cleared up as the man reached them.

"Randy you got here finally."

"Oh yeah traffic's horrendous," Randy insisted, "anyway happy birthday pop," Randy nodded changing the subject as he patted his father on the back.

Bob looked suspicious but just nodded then looked over at Trish and smiled. Randy suddenly held his hand out and motioned to Trish, "this beautiful woman is Trish my date."

"It's a pleasure to meet you sir happy birthday," Trish smiled as she held her hand out.

"Well it sure is a pleasure to meet you Randy was right you are stunning," Bob smiled as he leaned over and kissed her on the cheek.

Randy made an uncomfortable cough at her side as she looked over he had gone a shade of dark pink. Trish smiled a little as she loved to see him embarrassed and she was slightly flattered although she would never admit it.

"We're gonna find the others," Randy said as he walked away his arm still linked with Trish.

"Okay but save me a dance for later," Bob smiled.

Trish nodded as she walked away with a quiet Randy who was still a little pink. Trish couldn't believe it but she was actually having fun at the moment.

"Your dads not so bad," Trish said.

"He's been drinking you've never seen him sober," Randy said as he looked round for their table.

Trish nodded as she then continued to look round the room at all the people that had gathered. She couldn't' help but feel slightly out of place as she didn't know anybody except Randy of course. Trish felt Randy stop as she looked round she could see they had arrived at a table where a young man was already sat at. Randy pulled a chair out for Trish who sat down.

"I can't believe you actually agreed I was beginning to think he'd made it all up," AJ laughed.

"Yeah funny," Randy laughed false as he sat down, "Trish this is AJ he used to be my friend," Randy motioned to the man at his side.

"I remember you," Trish nodded, "you were at the restaurant right?" Trish smiled as she shook his hand.

"Yep guilty as charged," AJ nodded.

"You were the nice one," Trish nodded.

"Hey you're here with me remember," Randy laughed.

Trish looked at him her eyebrows raised, "okay firstly this is not a date and secondly I don't want to be here," Trish smirked.

"She's definitely a keeper alright," AJ laughed.

Randy rolled his eyes, "ever thought of being a standup coz your killing me here."

Trish laughed as she couldn't help but find it funny she'd hate to admit it but she wasn't having that bad of a time and so far Randy had been the perfect gentleman. She couldn't help but smile as she watched Randy talking to AJ. She knew that she was seeing the real man behind all the smart ass remarks and expensive clothing she was seeing the real Randy Orton, but no matter what she saw she still hated him right?

After a few minutes AJ stood up and informed them he was going to the bathroom and would be back shortly. Leaving Trish and Randy alone at the table.

Randy was quiet then looked over at her, "I know this thing is boring and you probably hate it but I really am grateful you've come with me, you have allowed me to live another year," Randy smiled.

Trish laughed, "I didn't do for you."

"Yeah I know," he sighed, "you hate me I get it but I'm thankful anyway," he shrugged, "and if it means anything I really am sorry about the other night I sometimes can be a jerk just ask AJ or Chris."

"Apology excepted but that still doesn't mean you're in my good books," Trish nodded.

"So what do I have to do then?" Randy asked seriously.

Trish was a little taken back she went to say something then stopped as she heard someone call her name. Turning round she was greeted by the smiling face of a brunette who was walking towards them.

"Trish what are you doing here?" Stephanie asked.

"Oh erm I'm…" Trish looked at Randy.

"She's my date," Randy said quickly, "you two know each other?"

"Yeah Steph's father owns The Phoenix," Trish explained.

"That's right Vince yeah I forgot," Randy nodded.

"I'm so glad to see you how've you been you look great by the way I love your dress where'd you get it?" Stephanie bombarded her with questions.

"I erm I…"

"Oh you have to come sit at my table," Stephanie grinned.

"I'm okay here thanks," Trish smiled.

"Don't be silly you don't want to sit at the boys table, come sit with me I'll introduce you to some people," Stephanie pulled Trish to a standing position.

"Maybe she could go later," Randy tried a last minute attempt.

"Awe isn't that sweet he doesn't want you to go, but don't worry I'll take good care of her," Stephanie smiled as she dragged Trish away

Trish looked at Randy who just raised his eyebrows as he was clueless as what to do. Trish continued to walk with Stephanie as she was approaching the table she saw a waiter with glasses of champagne grabbing one she drank it in one then grabbed another and drank that too. This night was getting stranger by the second she really was going to need all the help she could get and that meant some sort of alcohol.


A/N: Okay so i'm back in my Trish/Randy mode so expect the next update soon as this is the only story i'm doing at the moment.Next chapterwe'll see how the rest of the date goes and what will happen with them i think you'll like it.

Please review i really do appreciate it even the smallest of words.