Ok so i have some apologizing to do, 1 for lack of updates...been olding busy. and 2 for the shortness and lack of interaction in this chapter, this chapter is needed for plot building :) please stick with me and read and review.

Chapter 3, If Guilt Could Fester Your Guts

Her shaking hand tried to grip the door but she was so nervous that she couldn't seem to grasp the knob. Every time Torrie tried her trembling and sweaty hand would slide right back off the handle. "Get a hold of yourself." She said to no one, the blonde knew she had to get her shit together before she entered the room other wise she would have to find a way to explain her uneasy actions.

Taking a deep breath she finally made her way inside, praying to find the room empty but instantly hearing the sound of water running in the background…she was too late. Torrie sighed and flopped back onto the unmade bed to wait, she knew it wouldn't be long but the passing time was putting her on edge.

"Oh hey baby," A voice said softly. Looking up she could see the body attached to those words and surprisingly the face was smiling. "I was expecting you back last night, what happened?"

Biting her bottom lip, her head fell, "I was with Trish." She was so ashamed, she had never been a cheater in her life and now here she was arriving back from a heated night…with a woman no less.

"Cool." He said, watching her as he towelled dried his hair, "What you two girls get up to?"

Did he just say, "cool"? Torrie eyeballed him, searching for any sign of sarcasm in his eyes. What if he already knew? She thought it was best to just feel him out for a while, "Um we just hung out in her room." The Boise native replied, swallowing the huge lump in her throat.

He took a seat beside her and planted a soft kiss on her cheek, "You girls have fun?"

A blush crept up her face; they had fun all right, too much fun. And if he knew how much or what kind of fun that they had she didn't think he'd be quite so chipper. "Yeah we had a good time."

"Well I'm glad," He said, propping himself back to his feet using her knee for leverage, "I just wished you would have called."

Following suit she also stood up, and it was then her turn to kiss his cheek, "I'm sorry Johnny, I didn't mean to worry you."

Another breath taking smile crept across his face, causing his dimples to come out of hiding. Some how he couldn't stay mad at her, "I forgive you, besides you were with Trish not someone like Randy right? So what do I have to worry about?" Reaching out she pulled him in for a hug to hide the tears in her eyes, if only he knew.

And there was her problem in a nutshell, not only was she fighting with the fact that she had shared one of the most pleasurable and desirable nights of her life with Trish, it was also breaking her heart that she did that to him, the most loving and caring man she had every known. The guilt was eating her up inside; Torrie didn't understand how she could sleep with Trish or any one else for that matter when she had a wonderful man like John Cena around.

"I'm going to grab a quick shower then we can grab something to eat downstairs." Torrie explained to him before retreating to the bathroom. She felt so dirty, and not just because she was still wearing last night's clothes. No, she had to try and wash some of the guilt off of her, along with the lingering scent of Trish Stratus.

John had no idea, and there was no reason for him to suspect anything. So Torrie decided then and there, as she stepped into the hot shower, that this would be a secret that would go to her grave. She hated keeping things from John, a relationship built on lies was usually one to crumble…but it was all a huge mistake, now all she had to do was keep away from Trish and it would never come out. It was just that simple.

SORRY JORRIE HATERS, I know it's over done but hey all the more reason to stick around right? because ultimatley Trish/Torrie is the pairing here. Lets get there together shall we? lol