Love, just simply is.
Climbing into the car and backing out of the driveway Trish drove back home rather quickly, her heart was still racing and she knew she'd have to find a way to get rid of the blush on her cheeks, stopping at a stop light a few blocks away she flipped down the mirror flap and fixed her hair a bit attempting to look at least a bit presentable wiping her hands under her eyes she flipped the flap back up as she started driving home, instantly sighing and sinking a bit in her seat as she noticed Ron's truck in the driveway. "God, does he ever work" she mumbled climbing out of the car and walking up the front steps and unlocking the front door looking around a bit as she quietly slid off her shoes, closing the door behind her she tiptoed towards the stairs. "And where were you?" Trish jumped placing her hand over her chest as she turned around. "You scared me" she chuckled softly as she stepped off the bottom stair. "Trish, where were you?" Ron kept his eyes locked on Trish as he watched her movements. "I was at the house" She shrugged as she turned and started walking into the kitchen. "And was she with you?" he asked as he followed Trish basically step for step into the kitchen. Trish rolled her eyes as she turned around to look at her husband. "Yes she was but nothing happened, we watched a movie and fell asleep..big deal" Ron watched Trish as she lightly picked at her belt loops as she spoke. "You're lying, what actually happened" Trish sighed and tilted her head to the side a bit. "I'm not lying, that's all that happened" she said shaking her head a bit as she turned on her heel and walked over to the fridge opening it and looking around a bit, not that she actually wanted anything she just wanted Ron out of her face. "I've known you since you were seventeen, I know when you're lying..Look at me Trish" He walked over to her and stood beside her, waiting for her to look slamming the fridge door shut when she didn't. "Look at me." He said a lot more firmer, Trish looked up at him. "I want you to stay away from her. I've already arranged for all of your two's storylines together to be cancelled" Trish's jaw dropped a bit as she shook her head. "That's not fair..besides you can't even do that" she couldn't help the smirk that graced her lips. "I can the moment I told them Mickie causes you mental stress, they made sure she'd never be near you..no tag matches, no segments, no singles matches, no title defences." He started listing things off on his fingers. Knowing that Mickie was women's champion and it was Trish's goal to face her at Wrestlemania once again. Trish's smirk instantly disappeared. "Whatever Ron..I'm not listening to this" She sighed as she started walking towards the door only to be pulled back into the kitchen as her husband grabbed her arm. "Oh you're going to listen. Stay. Away. From. Mickie." He said slowly like Trish was a five year old. "I'm not going to put up with you being mopey and sad because you hurt her feelings again, do you not remember how many therapist sessions we had to go through for you to get her out of your system, hell you even said her name on our wedding night" Trish chuckled at that only to stop and look down as she noticed the serious look on Ron's face. "Well lucky for you then since you won't have to deal with me anymore" She tried pulling her arm away only to have Ron hang onto it tighter. "And where do you think you're going" He mocked as Trish continued to try pulling away from him. "Back to someone who actually loves me" She looked up at him. Trish shoved Ron hard as he finally let go of her arm, running upstairs as she locked the bedroom door, packing as much of her stuff as she possible. She shut her suitcase, sliding it down the roof out the window as she slid down it, landing on her feet first, before the suitcase came down. She caught it, sliding it in her car as she got it, driving out the driveway and speeding off. She stopped at the stop sign, wiping her eyes as she shook her head. "Stupid men." She grumbled as she drove again, pulling into the driveway of her other house. She looked up, seeing Mickie walk out the front door, a frown plastered there on her face as she walked closer, opening Trish's door as Trish got out. Mickie's arms gently wound around Trish. "He..can't do this. I can't stay away from you." she whispered into Trish's ear. Trish shook her head, getting angry again. "No, He can't.. I'll tell them he is just jealous of you and to not listen to him, that we are..seperated." She stated. Mickie's heart beat faster instantly. "Oh Trish.. I'm sorry.." She frowned. Trish looked up at her. "No you aren't..." Her angry look turning into a smirk. "And neither am I." she leaned closer, pressing her lips against the brunette's again. Ohh, how perfectly they fit there. Ron's lips were all nasty and rough... nothing like Mickie's silky smooth lips, that just drew Trish in more. Mickie pulled away, trying to restart her heart. It'd take a while for her to get used to that of course. "So... does that mean.." Her eyes shifted to the car. Suitcase.. yes. She stated in her mind, looking back at Trish as she ducked around her, grabbing the case. "Can I stay here with you?" Mickie asked, shutting the car door. Trish nodded, lacing her hand with Mickie's free hand as she pulled her towards the house. "Of course, I wouldn't have it any other way, sweetie." She replied. Mickie's face lit up. "Great!" she chimed, opening the door with her leg as she pushed it open some more, setting Trish's suitcase down. Trish shut the door, walking over and sitting on the couch as she pulled Mickie into her lap, wrapping her arms tightly around her. "I'm so sorry Mickie." She whispered, looking over at her. Mickie turned her head to face her, smiling. "Why love?" she asked, waiting. "I'm sorry that I took forever to just accept how I was feeling about you.. I'm sorry it took me so long to get back here to you. I was always so worried that you'd move on and get married and be happy... but deep down in my heart, I knew that wouldn't ever happen..that you wanted to be with me and no one else, forever. That oddly, made me happy to know you were alone.. to know noone was tainting that perfectly sunkissed body of yours.. kissing your soft lips, looking into those brown eyes every night. I secretly wanted all that.. but it's not a secret anymore." she added in, grinning. Mickie chewed on her thumb nail. Today, couldn't possibly get more perfect that it already was. She shuddered, feeling the blonde's fingers running up and down her back, tracing little hearts across her back. "I love you Trish." she spoke softly, leaning closer as she kissed her again, longer this time. "I love you too, Mickie." Trish added, pulling Mickie in for a tight hug. They clung to eachother for most of the rest of the day. These two, were truly two people who couldn't ever be seperated.. especially not now. Now, what could possibly come next you say? Well, guess we'll just have to wait and see.