Title:
What's hers is hers part 13
Pairing: Mickie/Trish; Mickie/Candice;
Candice/Victoria
Disclaimer: I don't own them... any of them...
and I'm not affiliated
with the WWE in anyway AND... I'm not
making money doing this... lol
most people aren't even reading
this...
Rating: NC-17; well later on it will be NC-17
Summary:
When Trish decides to go back to the WWE... she reclaims
what's
hers meaning way more than the title.
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"Maybe… I just like you…" She answered.
"Maybe?" Candice questioned. Victoria smirked. What did the girl want from her? A marriage proposal?!?
"Maybe I definitely like you." She said. Their eyes locked. "A lot…" She added. There was a fluttering feeling in her stomach as the words left her mouth.
"Well…… Maybe I like you too" Candice replied. "A lot…" She added following Victoria's lead. The fluttering feeling in Victoria's stomach increased. Something was urging her to lean forward almost like a gravitational magnetic force of some kind. Her lips were mere inches from Candice's. She wanted to do it. She really did but her damn conscience wouldn't allow her to.
"We need to talk…" She said, forcing herself to back away. Why could she just do it?
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Mickie crumbled up the note that she was writing. It wouldn't do. It was nowhere near good enough. She got a new sheet of paper and started over.
Dear Candice,
I'm sorry that I hurt you. It was never my intention. I just hope one day you'll understand why I did what I did and forgive me for it because I really hope we can still be friend. I love you with all my heart but we just weren't meant to be. I really do hope you forgive me.
Love,
Mickie
XOXOXOXO
Mickie folded the note. It would have to do. Now all she had to do was find Trish. This is was what she had wanted all along. Well, not exactly this… she didn't want it to end this way with Candice but either way this was her chance. It was going to be her and Trish again just like it used to be. She was getting exactly what she had wanted since Trish had gotten back. She brought her finger to her lips... she would soon feel Trish's lips against hers again.
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"You used me?!?" Candice just couldn't believe how her day was going from bad to worse.
"Originally… Yes… that's what I was planning to do…" Victoria admitted honestly. Maybe telling Candice of the original plan wasn't such a smart idea but her conscience was just getting the best of her lately.
"You were still going to do it if I didn't walk in on Trish and Mickie weren't you?" Candice asked, her expression had changed from shocked to sad.
"Yes…" Victoria admitted.
"So let me get this straight" It wasn't playing out so well in Candice's mind. "You've been acting like this wonderful person to get into my pants so I'd break up with Mickie to be with you so Trish could have Mickie?" Candice asked trying to clarify the situation. Victoria nodded. Candice suddenly felt sick. "When did you become Trish Stratus's bitch?" Candice asked.
Victoria swallowed hard. She didn't know how she was expecting this conversation to go but she wasn't expecting it to go as bad as it was going.
"I'm not her bitch!" Victoria stated simply.
"You're following her fucking orders" Candice said. She shook her head. "This is all this was… some plan that Trish Stratus concocted and you agreed to it!" She continued. She was becoming angry and the change of attitude startled Victoria a bit.
"Do you really think that Trish 'ordered' me out of my bed at 5 AM to come and comfort you?" Victoria asked. Candice was silent. She didn't even look at the older woman. "Well she didn't..." Victoria answered her own question. She was becoming angry as well. How dare Candice say that she was Trish's bitch!?!?! "I'm here with you because…" She trailed off. Why was she here exactly?
"Because of what?" Candice challenged, finally looking at her.
"Because I love you"
TBC….
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