Chapter 14...

That night…

Trish smiled as the bartender placed her drink in front of her. She, Raquel, and Maria were sitting at the bar, waiting for a call from Brianna before they went back to the table. Trish couldn't help but notice that Raquel kept shooting angry glances at Jeff out of the corner of her eye.

"You know, if you're trying to kill him," Trish smirked. "I think you have to get a little closer to him."

"Why did John make me invite him?" Raquel asked.

"Because he's our friend," Maria piped up. "You're not gonna spend the whole night eyeing him are you?"

Raquel rolled her eyes, "I wouldn't waste my time."

"Good," Maria smiled.

"Speaking of wastes of time," Trish looked toward the table. "I see John brought Paula."

"Should make for an interesting dinner," Maria said.

"She better make sure she doesn't step out of line with my sister," Raquel declared.

"Raquel," Andrew walked over, draping an arm over her shoulders. "Why cant we eat yet?"

"Andrew, I told you before," Raquel sighed. "We can eat when my sisters get here."

Andrew smirked, "Are your sisters as hot as you?"

"You are not allowed to touch either of them," Raquel pointed.

"Party pooper."

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"So is John's girlfriend gonna be here?" Gia asked as Brianna parked the car.

Bri sighed, "Yeah, he said he was bringing her."

"You don't sound too happy about it," Gia said.

Bri shrugged, "Why would I care?"

"No reason," Gia said as they got out of the car.

They walked toward the door in silence. Bri pulled her cell phone out of her purse. She stopped, turning to her sister, "How do I look?"

"You look great," Gia said. "Why do you keep asking me?"

"I've only asked you like twice," Brianna said.

"Try four times," Gia corrected her sister. She smiled, "So..any particular reason you're so concerned?"

"Please don't start," Bri pointed. "I'm gonna have Raquel analyzing everything I do and say all night, I don't need you doing it too."

"Fine, fine," Gia put her hands up. "I'm done."

"Thank you."

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Paula looked over at John, who had been casting glances at the door since they got there. She was really getting sick of it.

"What's the matter Paula?" Jeff smirked. "You look a little tense."

She glared at him, "Why would I be tense Jeff?"

He smiled, not answering her question. She was tempted to throw something at him but she knew John wouldn't want her making a scene. She looked over at her boyfriend, rolling her eyes when she saw him looking down at his phone.

"John," she crossed her arms.

"What?" he looked up, putting the phone back in his pocket.

"You're ignoring me," she snipped.

"How am I ignoring you?" he asked.

"By not speaking to me?" she suggested.

"I've been speaking to you," he argued.

She rolled her eyes, "Whatever."

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John gave up. Paula had been in a bad mood all day because of this dinner and if he hadn't been able to change it yet, he wasn't going to.

Raquel's phone rang just as she returned to the table and she answered it quickly, "Hey, where are you?...We're not too far from the door. It's a big table, I'm sure you'll see us……Okay..…Bye."

John turned toward the door. Gia came in first with Brianna a couple steps behind her. Bri looked beautiful. She was wearing a short white dress that was sliding off of one shoulder with a ruffled skirt and a brown belt sitting low on her hips. Her brown waves were pulled up in a slightly messy French twist. She spotted the table and when his eyes caught hers, a wide smile spread across her face. He smiled back, waving. A part of him was tempted to walk over to her and wrap his arms around her but that might be a little inappropriate. She and Gia made their way over, and Raquel rushed toward them, hugging both of them tightly.

"Everyone," Raquel smiled as she let them go. "These are my sisters, Gia and Brianna."

"Hi," Brianna waved.

Gia smiled.

"Bri, Gia, I'd like you to meet Trish Stratus, Maria Kanellis, Matt Hardy, Brian Kendrick, Andrew Martin, Randy Orton, you've already met Jeff and of course you know John."

John heard Paula clear her throat loudly.

"Oh right, and that's Paula," Raquel said flippantly, taking her seat.

John wasn't sure if he'd imagined it or not but he could swear Brianna's smile fell a little when she looked in Paula's direction.

"Nice to meet you," Brianna said.

Paula didn't say anything. John looked over at her and she forced a smile and a wave.

If this was a sign of things to come…it was going to be a long night.

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"So what do we want to eat?" Randy asked no one in particular.

"I haven't decided yet," Brianna looked down at her menu.

"You know you're just gonna get the same thing you always get," John smirked at her across the table.

"Hey!" she laughed. "I am not."

"Yes you are," John said. He spoke to the rest of the table, "She always does the same thing..she tricks herself into thinking she's gonna check out the menu and maybe try something new, she makes everybody wait forever while she decides and then, it never fails, she gets fettuccine or grilled chicken Caesar salad."

"That is not true," she pointed, laughing. "Occasionally I get lasagna."

"Yeah, like twice a year," Raquel laughed.

"Just because you will eat anything as long as someone convinces you it's dead, does not mean that I have to be that way," Brianna playfully glared at John.

"Don't get testy," John smiled. "I think your five meals of doom are cute."

Brianna rolled her eyes, shaking her head and looking down at her menu again. Everyone joined the conversation, some laughing saying they make take Brianna's approach and others just naming random dishes to see if anyone else agreed that they sounded good. John wasn't saying much of anything. He was trying to make it look like he was scanning his menu but Randy could see that his eyes were on Brianna. Randy looked down at his own menu, feeling himself getting a headache. John was a good guy but sometimes Randy thought he was just hopeless. John had convinced himself that he just wanted to be friends with his ex but here he was, sneaking glances at her like a love struck teenager. Randy didn't understand people like that. He'd never been big on relationships. He'd had a few but he always ended up getting bored. Or they got too possessive and he got the hell out. But John had allowed himself to get sucked into 'love' or whatever it was with this ex-girlfriend and he'd never been able to get out. From what Randy had seen in his lifetime, love was losing control of your emotions and common sense and letting someone have an insane amount of control over you. If that was what it was, Randy was glad he'd never been in love.

"I think Paula's gonna bust a vein," Jeff leaned over, laughing quietly.

Randy looked over at her.

"You know, I don't like Paula but..I can see why she's pissed," Randy said.

"Who cares why she's pissed?" Jeff laughed.

"Wouldn't you be pissed if you had to watch your girlfriend drool over her ex?" Randy asked.

"Probably," Jeff nodded. "But I still think this is funny…Because it's Paula the bitch from hell."

Randy had to admit, it was pretty amusing. He didn't like Paula much either but not for exactly the same reasons as Jeff. He just thought she was stupid. And her voice grated on his nerves. She wasn't exactly the best girlfriend to John but as far as Randy was concerned, it was a healthy relationship. Paula was too much of an idiot for John to really fall head over heels for her so in the end, he couldn't really get hurt.

"Brianna seems cool," Jeff said.

Randy shrugged, "I guess."

"Are you still on that 'she's gonna break John's heart all over again' kick?" Jeff asked. "Because you know that makes you seem like a jealous girlfriend, right?"

"I'm not a jealous girlfriend," Randy laughed. "It's about pride. I don't want her to make John look like an idiot for the sake of his pride and for mine."

"Yours?" Jeff looked confused.

"How does it make me look if my best friend is an idiot?" Randy asked.

Jeff laughed, more out of amazement than amusement, "You really do know how to make everything about you, don't you?"

Randy nodded, "Everything."

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2 Hours Later…

Everyone had moved out of their private room into the open area of the restaurant where there was a dance floor and a bar surrounded by some booths. Brian Kendrick looked around, taking in the scenery. All of the girls were sitting at a booth and Brian noticed that Raquel, Brianna, and Gia were all sitting next to each other.

"Dude…they're dad must be like, a god or something," Brian shook his head. "How does one man have three kids that hot?"

They didn't exactly look alike but they were all hot. Raquel was the shortest at about 5'4". Her hair was chestnut brown and her eyes were a pale shade of green. Brianna was the tallest, probably 5'7" or 5'8". Her hair was a lighter, more warm shade of brown and her eyes were almost a grassy shade of green. Gia was in the middle as far as height at about 5'6" and her hair was a very dark, almost black, her eyes a perfect mix of green and brown. And the bodies…he didn't even want to go into that.

"I'm not sure it's him," John said. "Gia's mom is Marianna DePedrini, she was an Italian model and an actress. Bri's mom is Elena Tavares, she was a Brazilian model, mainly swimsuits and lingerie. And Raquel's mom is Diana Davenport, she was born in Florida I think and she was also a model, more runway type stuff."

"Well that explains it," Brian nodded. "Although, I think that still technically qualifies him as a god."

"So which one would you pick?" Andrew asked. "Because I cant decide. I mean, the young one is cute, the middle one..she's got the biggest rack and ass for days..and Raquel, oh man."

"I think I'd go for the youngest one," Brian smiled.

John cleared his throat, "You do realize I haven't walked away yet, right?"

"Sorry," Brian said nervously. John had made it very clear earlier that Gia was like a little sister to him and was absolutely off limits.

"It's not like you're related," Andrew said.

"Yeah but we're close enough for me to kick both your asses," John warned. "Got it?"

Both men nodded, "Got it."

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Paula rolled her eyes as she looked out on the dance floor. Brianna had somehow gotten Jeff to dance with her and he was completely embarrassing himself as she stood danced around him, laughing hysterically. He took her hand and spun her around then went for a dramatic dip, almost dropping her. Maria danced onto the floor with a drink in her hand and she and Brianna both danced with Jeff, all of them laughing and talking. Paula couldn't wait for this night to be over. She couldn't believe how Raquel's stupid sister was getting along with everyone. People who barely spoke to Paula and acted like she was the root of all evil were acting like Brianna was their new best friend.

Bitch

Brianna laughed, walking away from Jeff and Maria and over to the table where John was sitting with Brian and Andrew.

Oh hell no

Brianna took John's hand, laughing as he resisted being pulled onto the dance floor. Paula could see her saying 'Come on' and John laughing and shaking his head, telling her no. Did she know him at all? John couldn't dance to save his life. Paula had tried to get him to dance with her before and he'd always refused, telling her she didn't wanna see his moves.

Brianna held his hands, leaning back, trying hard to pull him but not moving him an inch. She pouted, dropping his hands and turning away.

John leaned his head back and then got up, taking her hand saying 'Fine, fine.'

Brianna laughed, pulling him onto the floor with her. Paula stared, mouth hanging open as they danced. Well, she danced and John just kind of watched and bobbed his head to the music. Paula shook her head, she was going to have to put a stop to this.

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"Come on," Brianna laughed, playfully shoving John's chest. "Move."

"Woman you know I cant dance," he laughed.

"I know," she laughed. "But you could at least try."

"What good is all that booty if you don't shake it a little?" she smirked. He laughed, still not moving much. The song changed. This one was slower. It wasn't a ballad or anything just..more calm than the salsa number that had just played. He took her hand and with one quick motion, she was pressed against him.

She giggled, "Oh so now you wanna be all smooth?"

"You're the one who wanted me to dance," he smiled.

Brianna smiled back. She couldn't remember the last time she'd been this close to him but she'd certainly missed it. And the way he was smiling at her was making her a little short of breath. She knew she should probably pull away but her brain wasn't sending the right signals to the rest of her body.

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John knew he shouldn't but he was thoroughly enjoying having Brianna so close to him. He had one of her hands in his and his other hand was at the small of her back. She looked and smelled and felt so good he knew that if they didn't pull away from each other soon he would just get lost in her.

"Excuse me!"

John tensed and felt Brianna jump and pull away, looking over his shoulder. He turned to see Paula standing behind him, hands on her hips.

"I need to talk to you."

John sighed, "Okay ba-"

"Not you," she cut him off. "Her."

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Jeff pulled his phone out of his pocket to check the time. He knew it was getting pretty late. The display on his phone told him he had a new message.

Meet me outside - Raquel

He looked around, sure that someone was playing a joke on him. The last time he saw her, she was dancing with his brother. He spotted Matt but no Raquel. Why would she want him to meet her outside? He sighed, knowing he wasn't going to find out by just standing there. He placed his phone back in his pocket as he walked out the door, looking around for Raquel. He finally spotted her walking around the corner, looking for something in her purse. He took a second to take in her appearance before she noticed him. She wore a very short red sleeveless dress with a ribbon belt that tied in a bow at her hip, her brown hair loosely curled. She really was a beautiful woman. The effect she had on him was one of the most confusing things Jeff had ever had to deal with. Every time he saw her his attraction threatened to take over, and then she would start a fight with him and the more rational part of his brain kicked in.

She looked up, zipping her bag. When she noticed him looking, she rolled her eyes, "You're staring at me."

"I wasn't staring at you," he said. "I was just waiting for you to look up."

"Right," she smirked.

"Did you ask me to come out here just to give me shit?" he said, growing annoyed. "Because normally you don't have any problem doing that in front of people."

"I asked you to come out here because I need to talk to you," she said, sitting down on a bench, setting her purse down beside her.

"About what?" he asked.

"Are you gonna sit down?" she asked.

"No."

"Fine," she sighed, standing back up. "I realize that you aren't my biggest fan."

He scoffed.

"And I don't like you very much either," she said. "But there's one person that I know we hate more than each other…Paula."

Jeff nodded, "Cant argue with that."

"And I can see that you and my sister are getting along quite well," she said.

Jeff nodded, not quite sure where she was going with this.

"So, who would you rather see John with?" Raquel asked. "the bitch or Brianna?"

"Brianna, obviously," Jeff shrugged.

"I feel the same way," she smirked. "And I think we need to make sure that happens."

"What are you talking about?" Jeff frowned.

"You and I need to make sure that Brianna and John get back together," Raquel said. "If anyone can do it, it's us…What do you think?"

"Honestly?" Jeff ran a hand through his hair. "I think you're insane."

Her mouth dropped open, "Excuse me?"

Jeff knew he was going to catch hell for it but he couldn't help it. He was not about to go along with whatever plan she had.

"Raquel, there is no way," he shook his head, turning to walk back into the restaurant.

"Why not?" she asked, rushing to stand in front of him.

"Because we are not Lucy and Ethel," he said. "I'm not getting dragged into your scheme."

"Scheme makes it sound so negative," she said.

"It is negative Raquel," he said.

"How is it negative?" she asked. "It's good for both of them."

"It's completely unnecessary," he said. "Have you seen the way they've been looking at each other all night? They don't need to be manipulated. It's bound to happen. John and Brianna don't need our help."

"Of course they do," she argued. "They're stubborn."

"They cant fight it forever," Jeff replied. "And think about it…what would they think if they did get back together and then found out that it only happened because of our meddling? "

"Why are you reading into this so much?" she asked.

"Because on occasion, I think about the consequences of my actions," he said. "And if I were to help you, this would not end well. You need to just leave them alone."

She glared at him.

"You know what you are?" he pointed. "You are a control freak."

"What?" she squeaked.

"You are," he nodded. "I know that you can see that there's something there between them but you're too much of a control freak to just let things happen naturally."

"You're a hopeless romantic," Raquel accused. "You're just like Bri."

"What?" he stared.

"You're one of those people that just thinks oh well if it's meant to be then it has to happen," she said. "You don't consider the fact that things aren't always so cut and dry. Sometimes you have to manipulate things a little."

"Says the crazy control freak," Jeff rolled his eyes.

"This was a horrible idea," she picked up her purse and angrily started to walk away. "I don't know why I even asked."

Jeff shrugged, "Neither do I."

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"What did you want to talk to me about?" Brianna asked as she and Paula entered the bathroom.

Paula crossed her arms over her chest, "I think there's something you need to understand."

Brianna could understand why Paula was annoyed but at the same time, she didn't feel bad. She hadn't done anything wrong and furthermore, Paula had been a royal bitch to her all night. Hell, even before that with her little phone antics.

"And what's that Paula?" Brianna asked, leaning against the wall.

"John is mine," Paula said. "Not yours."

"I don't think John belongs to anyone," Brianna said. "But if the point you're trying to make is that the two of you are in a relationship…I'm well aware of that."

"Didn't look like it out there," Paula said.

Brianna shrugged, "That's what it was."

"Look, I don't appreciate your attitude," Paula pointed.

"And I don't appreciate yours but I doubt there's much I can do about it," Brianna said calmly. Paula was obviously getting irritated at Brianna's demeanor. Bri was beginning to have fun with it. The more calm she was, the more annoyed Paula looked.

"He doesn't want you," Paula glared. "He has me now."

"I never said he did want me," Brianna shrugged. "I was just dancing with a friend. I danced with Jeff, does that mean I'm trying to get in his pants too?"

"I don't care," Paula said, her voice getting loud. "All I care about is you staying the hell away from my boyfriend."

"Paula," Brianna sighed, tucking a stray strand of hair behind her ears. "You really have nothing to worry about. John and I broke up a long time ago. I'm not interested in breaking you two up…I think you need to stop being so insecure. You're the one that makes me a threat…not me."

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There ya go...Sorry it took so long to update, I've been working like non-stop and work is a bit..well, very stressful right now...Tell me what you think, hopefully you like it. Enoy!

Oh, I have a couple other stories that I wrote a while ago that I'm considering putting on here if anyone wants to read em...Let me know.