Sorry it took so long to update everyone! Here you go though! Chapter 15!
Chapter 15
Randy woke up in the middle of the night to noises coming from downstairs. He found Trish in the living room packing up some more of her things. "Trish, what are you doing?"
She jumped, startled by his presence. "God, Randy, you scared me!" She glanced around the room and noticed she had three more boxes packed and at least 3 more labeled trash. "I couldn't sleep again and instead of laying there and thinking about things, I thought I'd keep myself busy."
He sat down on the couch, rubbing his eyes. It took a moment for Trish to realize that he only had on a pair of pajama bottoms. They were tied very loosely to his body, displaying every muscle group perfectly. Trish found herself undressing him with her eyes…not that there was much more to undress.
"Trish you really should try to get some sleep. You're running on like 3 hours of sleep in two days now."
Randy took in what Trish was wearing. She had on a pair of short pink striped boy shorts with a white tank top. She wasn't wearing a bra and Randy found it hard to take his eyes off of her. Trish quickly noticed him staring and picked up her robe that was on a chair and wrapped it around her.
"I know that…it's just hard sleeping in that room. It feels so empty…"
"Do you want me to lay down with you until you fall asleep?"
Trish chuckled, "No…don't be crazy. I'll be ok."
Randy stood up and moved toward her. He reached out his hand for hers. "Come on, I'll lay down with you for a bit. I'm not taking no for an answer."
Trish's heart was racing. She couldn't focus on anything except the pajama bottoms hanging off of his hips. She extended and accepted his hand, nodded and choked out, "Ok..."
Trish watched Randy sleep through the darkness. It was hard for her to explain the intricacies of their relationship. In a very little amount of time, they had developed a friendship on a deeper level than any other of her friends. Besides Amy, there was no one else she would confide all her deepest darkest secrets to…but now she could easily say Randy was an exception. The more she thought about it, she actually had been confiding in Randy even more so than Amy.
But is it normal to be attracted to a friend on so many levels? Obviously Randy was a gorgeous individual. That may be putting it modestly…he's so attractive you would think he had descended from the blood lines of the Greek or Roman Gods. But once you get past the chiseled body, mesmerizing blue eyes, and sexy smirk, there is so much more to him. He's worked so hard to change the stereotype so many people were quick to brand him with. He's full of passion and knowledge when it comes to his life and has this amazing insight when it comes to his own personal problems, or even Trish's for that matter and always seems to say the right thing. He is also somewhat sensitive and shy around Trish, two things most of Randy's friends would never categorize him as. The character the fans see is so far from the real Randy.
She realized that they had an unspoken connection as well. She could be across the room from him and he would know if something was bothering her, or if she was amused by something, or found something funny. And if the situation were reversed, she would know whatever was on his mind as well. She had that connection with Ron as well; however, it took years to develop. It was never as immediate as the connection with Randy.
"Thank you for coming here. I'm not even sure just saying thank you is enough. I feel like I owe you so much more."
"You don't have to thank me for anything. Trish, anytime you need me, I'll be here. Now close your eyes and please try to get some sleep."
Trish woke up the next morning to two arms securely wrapped around her. It was the classic spooning position that she found herself wrapped up in with Randy and everything about it felt right. As she lay in his arms, she wasn't sure if it was the mere point of human contact that felt good, or if it was because it was Randy that was holding her. Regardless of the reason, Trish knew she should not be in this position with him, but she didn't want to pull herself away. Suddenly, she felt a poke in her backside and realized that she wasn't the only person liking the situation. She quickly decided it was time to get out of this position. She yawned and started to wiggle herself out of his arms, trying to play it off as if she was waking up.
Randy stirred as soon as she moved, instantly realizing the position they were in and removed his arms from around her. "Oh, uh, sorry about that…I guess it's just a habit. Sam is all about spooning." He lied, Sam hated spooning. To be honest, Sam wasn't very big on cuddling at all. He then noticed his 'morning wood' had arrived as well and blushed immediately. "Yeah…um…sorry about that too."
Trish giggled, "Its fine. It's like a guy thing right? It would be weird if it didn't happen. So, it just goes to show, everything must be working properly down there." She tried to make light of the situation but felt ridiculous for even making the statement. 'Everything must be working properly down there? Seriously Trish? You couldn't think of anything better than that?'
Randy laughed and scratched his head, "Yeah, I guess so…um, what time is it?"
Trish turned and looked at the clock, "Its 7 AM…sorry I woke you. It's so early."
"No, it's actually fine. I was hoping we could get some breakfast somewhere and then I really want to get you over to your parent's house."
Trish rolled her eyes, "I don't need a babysitter. I'm fine Randy, really."
He shook his head adamantly, "I didn't say you needed one, but I promised Amy I would get you to your parent's house since they are worried sick about you."
She sighed, "Well, I guess we will be killing two birds with one stone then because it just so happens my mom cooks a huge breakfast every Christmas Eve morning. It's a tradition."
Randy smiled, "Am I going to get to meet the Stratigias clan? Wow! What an honor! We better get showered then…gotta dress to impress!"
Trish and Randy pulled into her parent's driveway around 8:30 that morning. Her mother came running out of the house as soon as she saw her car pull in. She ran up and engulfed Trish in a hug. "Oh sweetie, I'm so sorry! But I promise you'll get through this!" She pulled away from Trish, still firmly holding onto her arms and began shaking her, "But so help me God, if you scare me like this again I'm going to kill you!" Trish chuckled, trying hold the tears in. She wanted to appear strong for her parents, even though she was barely holding onto a thread of strength. Randy had made his way around the car by this point and smiled genuinely at her mother.
"Mom, I'd like you meet Randy Orton. He's a…"
"Oh I know who he is!" She said, cutting Trish off and giving Randy an overwhelming hug that caught him off guard. He chuckled and embraced her back. It felt nice to receive such a warm welcoming. "Thank you for coming out here on such short notice! And so close to Christmas…she's really lucky to have you!"
Randy blushed slightly, "It's really no problem Mrs. Stratigias. We were all worried about her, so of course I'm going to be there for her."
"Oh where are my manners! You can call me Alice, Randy…no Mrs. Stratigias for you! Close friends of Trish's get to call me by my first name! Come on inside both of you, it's freezing out here!" With that, she led them both into the house where Trish's father stood at the door.
Randy extended his hand, being the first to enter the house. "Hello Sir, I'm Randy."
He shook Randy's hand, "Please Randy, call me John. Thank you for coming up here and helping us out."
"My pleasure, sir. I mean, John."
Trish came inside and gave her father a hug. "I'm sorry I scared you dad."
He chuckled lightly, "Trisha, so as long as you're ok, I'm ok too."
Randy took in the house as Alice led them to the kitchen. The house smelled of breakfast foods, which made Randy's stomach start grumbling. There's something about walking into a house that smelled of home cooked food that makes it more inviting. Maybe that was one of the things he missed most about travelling all the time. You rarely got to smell the home cooked goodness.
As he looked around, he saw some older pictures of Trish and her sisters hanging on the walls, as well as other family members. He noticed there wasn't a single picture of Ron around. He thought that to be a little odd, but assumed Alice probably hid them so that Trish wouldn't focus on them.
"Please Randy, have a seat! What can I offer you to drink? Coffee, orange juice, tea?"
"Coffee would be great Alice, thanks!"
Trish poured two cups of coffee, one for herself, and one for Randy. Since traveling with him so frequently, she knew exactly the way he liked it. She sat down next to him at the table.
"Would you like a muffin while we wait? They are homemade. Chris and Missy should be arriving any minute." Trish asked, extending a basket of muffins toward him.
He took one from the basket, regretting it immediately as he knew he was going to be gorging himself on food. As he bit into it, he realized it may have been the best muffin he's ever eaten.
"Randy, what time does your flight leave today? I hope not too early."
"It leaves around one, Alice. So I should be able to hang out till about eleven?"
She nodded, "Yes, the security doesn't take too long to get through leaving Toronto. They seem to have the system down pat. But, since it's Christmas Eve, it will probably be crowded."
Suddenly, Trish's sisters Christie and Melissa barged into the kitchen. "Oh my God! I can't believe you got her out of that house!"
Trish rolled her eyes as she stood and gave them both hugs. "You must be Randy!" Melissa said as she approached him, "I'm Missy. It's nice to meet you!" Chris came and stood right behind Missy, getting a better look at Randy. "Wow Trish, he's even better looking in person! By the way, I'm Chris!"
Randy chuckled and noticed Trish was turning about 20 shades of red. "Thanks I guess…it's really nice to meet you both!"
Everyone proceeded to sit down at the table while Alice brought over all the food. Randy couldn't believe how much food there was. Other than the muffins, Alice had made eggs, pancakes, waffles, french toast, sausage, bacon, and hash browns. "Alice, this is so much food! I don't even know where to start!" Randy said as he started loading up his plate.
"Well, what can I say? Missy likes pancakes, Chris loves her french toast, and Trish can't live without waffles. And of course no one can agree on the sausage versus bacon either!"
Everyone started laughing, but ate in silence for a few minutes until Missy spoke. "So, Randy, how the hell did you manage to get Trish out of that house? We all tried and failed miserably."
Randy shrugged, "Well, for one, I used the spare key to get in. And then I don't know…I guess just talked her."
Alice's eyes grew wide, "You had a spare key and never told us!"
Trish winced, "I was so busy, I must have forgotten to mention it. But, at least you know now!" She elbowed Randy in the side, "Thanks a lot!"
Everyone made small talk at the table, all in separate conversations. Missy and Chris kept throwing knowingly glances to each other and then back to Randy and Trish, watching each of them stealing food from each other's plate.
Once everyone was done with breakfast, Randy, John and Alice moved into the living room while Missy, Chris, and Trish cleaned up. "So what's up with you and Randy?" Missy asked, as she threw a dish towel to Trish.
Trish looked innocently at her, "What do you mean? He's a friend of mine."
Chris started laughing, "Sure he is." Missy started laughing at this point as well.
"What is that supposed to mean?"
"Oh come on Trish! We both saw the looks you were giving each other! If I wouldn't know any better, I'd say the two of you are smitten with each other!"
Missy nodded in agreement, "Oh Chris, do you remember the fling Trish had with Tommy Jackson? I'm seeing a connection here…"
Trish rolled her eyes, "Oh please! Nothing ever happened with Tommy Jackson!"
Chris nodded, "That's right! And if I remember correctly, that was because you signed with the WWE and left before anything could go any further!"
"That's not true Chris! I was dating Ron at that point in time!"
Missy slowly nodded, "Yes, you were…and you were considering ending things with him because of the crush you had on Tommy! How do you not remember any of this?"
Trish looked away, "I never said I didn't remember any of it…I'm just pretending like I don't! Because you're comparing Randy to Tommy and there is no comparison! Randy and I are just friends! Besides, he's happily married and has a little girl!"
"Damn! I was thinking of hitting on him!" Chris joked. All three of them started laughing hysterically as they finished the dishes and exited the kitchen to join Randy and their parents in the living room.
"Oh mom! You didn't pull out the baby pictures did you? Seriously!" Chris yelled as she noticed the big photo album on Randy's lap.
"Come on girls! You three are so cute, how could a guy like me resist?" Randy joked as he held up a picture of the three of them around the ages of 6, 4, and 1.
All three of them started blushing and sat down on the couch. "If you tell anyone about these pictures, I will kill you in your sleep you hear me Orton!" Trish said, looking Randy straight in the eyes.
"Hey, don't worry Trish, your secret is safe with me!" Randy joked, laughing hysterically.
Missy jumped in, "Hey! This isn't a laughing matter! You don't want her pissed at you! Not to mention, me and Chris too! We'll hand your ass to you on a plate!"
Randy raised his hands in defeat. "Cross my heart, hope to die!"
Trish looked at the clock and realized they should be heading out. "Randy, it's about 10:30. If I'm going to have you to the airport by 11, we should be leaving now."
The smile immediately left his lips. He was having such a great time with Trish's family, he didn't want to leave. They had such nice and warm personalities. He felt right at home with them. Alice and John seemed to really like him, and he was immediately able to joke with Missy and Chris. He could remember back when he met Sam's family for the first time. They were all so quiet and shy. It took him months to break through their barriers.
The interaction with Trish's family was everything he had wanted and more. If anything, it added to the attraction he was feeling for Trish. "Yeah Trish, you're right. We should get on the road."
Everyone stood as they walked him to the door. Chris and Missy both gave Randy a hug, "It was really nice to meet you!" They both practically said in unison, "Don't be a stranger!"
He nodded, "It was great getting to meet you both! Trish has her hands full with you two!"
Alice hugged him next, "Honestly, Randy, you're welcome anytime you'd like! It was so nice meeting you!"
He returned Alice's hug and shook John's hand once more. "Thank you both for having me. Breakfast was amazing!"
He jumped in Trish's car, waving goodbye out the window as they pulled away and headed towards the airport.
Within 30 minutes, Trish was pulling up to the departure drop off. He grabbed his bag out of the trunk and then embraced her in a hug. "Are you going to be ok?"
She nodded, still wrapped in his arms "Yes, I'm going to stay at my mom's until its time to leave."
He held her a few seconds longer, neither of them wanting to break the hold. She pulled away enough to make eye contact with him "Merry Christmas Randy."
"Merry Christmas Trish. I'll see you in two days right?"
"Yup, I'll text you when I land in Columbus."
He nodded and reluctantly released Trish from his arms. With that, he turned and walked into the airport. It took everything he had not to turn around and stay. He watched as Trish got in the car and drove away.