Chapter 3: Trouble with Ron and Trish gets hurt

Ok, well, I just wanted to say thanxs to all of my fab reviews! This story will not go in vain, and id like to address a few people:

Xxhardcoregirlxx: well, thanxs, I have been doing my research, and ya, so I know a lot of the moves. Thanxs for the review, both of them!

Mrs. Rated-R-Superstar: ok, just deal with it. I may be a whore for putting in another Stratus and stealing your man, but i'd like to say two things : 1. Yes, I am a whore and 2. he doesn't love you, he loves me, so Ha!

Disclaimer: how many times to I have to tell ya guys, I own nothing except for Rose and this plot. So there!

Enjoy Donita Petean )

Chapter 4: Christian

When Rose woke up the next, she had absolutely no clue were she was. She only woke up from her sweet from the phone ringing. Strange, she felt extremely warm last night. She rolled over and saw that Christian was sleeping, apparently undisturbed by the ringing phone. Rolling her eyes, she got out of bed and answered the phone. Ok, now she knew were she was. Walking over to the chest of drawers, she answered the phone.

"Hello, Jason Reso's phone." She said rather groggily

"Hey, Rose, it's Ron." He answered gruffly.

"What the FUCK are you doing, calling me at 8, you should know that by now that I won't be up by then. NOW don't call again, or I'll call the cops and tell them that YOU were the one who shot Mom." She cried and slammened the phone down.

"Great, now I can't fall asleep, and I won't stay up by myself, so its time to give Christian a little wakey-wakey." She said with a sly grin. With that mischievous that she had since she was a small girl in her eye, she ran and jumped and pounced onto Christian.

"What the Fu… oh, good morning to you to Rose." He said with a kiss.

"I can't sleep. I'll make you breakfast and coffee in bed.

"Rose, no, I don't want you to do all of the hard work where you could faint. Just please…" He was cut of by Rose putting a finger to his lips.

"Shh, it'll be fine."

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"Ok, darling. You have poached eggs with toast, a bagel with regular cream cheese with coffee with a twinge of Hazelnut Creamer with bacon to the side." Rose said, coming in with a tray in her hands.

"Wow, you really know me!" Christian exclaimed, looking hungrily at the tray.

"Well, duh!" That's why were goin….I mean really close."

Christian just gave her a dirty look before diving into his plate.

"I'll be right back, I'm going to get changed." She said

"Aren't you going to eat though?" Christian asked with his mouth full of egg, bacon, and bagel.

"After that, no." Rose replied with a look of disgust on her face as she went to the bathroom with a pair of clothes.

A few minutes later

"CHRISTIAN CAGE!" Rose bellowed at the top of her lungs. "What the HELL did you do with my TOP!" she shrieked again.

Christian looked shocked. "Oh, shit. It's, um, well, its in the basement." Rose then came in wearing a right bra under a black net shirt.

"I'll be right back." She grumbled as she stormed out of the room.

Another few minutes later….

"Jason Reso!" Rose cried again.

"What did I do this time?" he questioned her

She stormened into the room, holding a purple shirt with black on the bottom.

"Oh, wait, never mined." She growled.

After slipping that shirt on, she plopped down onto the bed with her flip phone, scrolling for her missed calls.

Her mother called twice, and that reminded her that she had to call her.

"I'll be right back, dear." She said as she went downstairs with her cell phone.

Calling her moms cell phone, she put a hand in her hair and raked it.

With success, her mom answered it.

"Hey Rose. Ron called me and he told me about the disasters phone call."

"Why the hell would he do that?"

"He called you because he wanted to tell you that it was alright with him that you go to WWE in a few weeks. I filled out an application for you."

Rose gulped.

"what did you put for my name."

"Well, I put Rose Stratus, but none of the wrestlers know. I put down your wrestling name as Rose Murrow though."

"Really, mom thanks! What did they say?"

"That your always welcome, anytime."

"And?"

"Well, there letting me out tomorrow because my gun wound only hit a bone, so that's why they're letting me go. I was thinking, Sunday that I take you? I'm due to have on of matches there this Monday night. So, you want to?" Trish asked

"Should I tell Christian?"

"Na, you'll see him Monday night anyways."

"Ok, mom, thanxs, you rock! I love you!"

"Ditto. Just get me out today so we can get ready. I don't give a shit what the doctors say."

"ok, see ya in a bit!" Rose exclaimed with excitement as she ran upstairs and into Christian's arms.

"ok, you look absolutely happier than you were this morning."

'you'd be to of they were letting your mom out today!"

"O hells ya! Lets go get her!" he exclaimed. He was wearing a tight black shirt with stone wash blue jeans.

"she smiled up at him as he grabbed her hand and they headed out of the door.

Ok my peeps, this is ti until she goes to WWE! Thank you for all of my fab reviewers! Thank you all!

Ps, sorry that it's short, im just trying 2 keep it short be4 the next chapter! Thanxs 4 all of ur patience u guys!