Simple As That | By : LadyRaye Category: WWF/WWE > General Views: 1542 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the celebrities of WWE/WWF. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. |
Disclaimer: If I owned the WWE I wouldn’t allow another stupid lottery thing. But I don’t and I don’t own any of their characters like Chris Jer or or Trish Stratus or Randy Orton. I own my own characters who are (in this chapter) Angel and Raven and the character DJ is based off a close friend. I wish I owned something…besides the plot.
A/N: Woohoo, another update, I hope you enjoy this one. Please keep reviewing and I’ll keep adding. BTW, I really don’t like the idea of another lottery type deal, I hated the first one and I hate the second one. Another reason I hate it is because I don’t get UPN here so that means no SD. I’m going to be very very mad if my dear Jericho, Lita, Matt Hardy or any of my favorites go to SD. So…expect to hear some complainin’.
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“Hey Chris, Chris? Are you alive?” Trish said softly as she knocked on the trainer’s locker room door. When she looked in, she saw Chris laying back with his arm over his eyes. She walked in and lightly tapped him on the arm.
“What? What’s going on?” He said as he jumped up a bit. Trish smirked and crossed her arms.
“Are you sure you want to be going through with this?” She asked softly. Chris winced as he pushed himself up and he sent her a soft smile. As he slowly went to stand up.
“I’m positive. It’ll do us both some good and besides that factor, it’s about time you got to be a heel again.” He chuckled softly, and looked into her eyes. She looked towards his knee and bit her lower lip.
“Positive Chris? I mean I don’t want you to keep getting hurt like this.”
“Hey, don’t start talking like that, I’m the sexy beast. I’m Y2J, honestly, you can’t keep me down.” He hissed as his knee gave out just a little bit. “I’m out though, for a couple weeks. I need some recuperating and rest according to David. So I’ll be doing that.” Trish nodded.
“Good. You need some time to rest anyways. On a good note I hear we got a new girl so you can get out there again you party animal.” Trish laughed softly and Chris shook his head. Just then there was a small knock on the door and the familiar brown haired, brown eyed hunk of Evolution peeked in.
“Hey guys,” Randy smiled and looked towards Trish immediately. “I was just wondering if you’re ready to go, if not it’s cool. I can go wait in the car.” He moved a bit further into the doorway and Trish smiled.
“No, Randy, I think we’re done. Right Chris?”
“Yeah sure, you two crazy kids go have some fun alright?” Trish sent Chris an affectionate smile as if she would her brothers and when she took ahold of Randy’s hand, both disappeared behind the door. Chris’ smile dropped from his face and he winced in the pain he was in. Grabbing the crutches David left leaning on the side, positioning himself on them he slowly made his way to the door and opened it. He was lucky it was only his left knee that hurt. As he left the trainer locker room he looked around and made his way towards his locker room. He still had to pack up, get back to the hotel. Thank God he had the next two weeks off. As he rounded the corner he heard the familiar voice of his friend who was ‘out’ of the ring but showed up to work anyway and another voice. A female voice.
“Thank you so much DJ, you really have no idea how much you helped me out tonight.” The short brunette said.
“No problem, it’ll be great working with you. Just one question though, you haven’t by chance seen my wife have you?” Both laughed and they shook their heads as the brunette took a small swing at him he dodged it and took her into a head lock. “Lets see how good you are at getting out of this.” He laughed as she tried but then his laugh quickly turned to surprise as she broke the headlock and took him down with a leg sweep but didn’t let his head connect with the hard arena floor.
“Got ya.” She laughed.
“Well damn, DJ I never thought I’d see you lay down for another woman but that gorgeous wifey of yours.” Chris cut in. The brunette’s stunning green gaze caught Chris off-guard and as DJ slowly sat up he rolled his eyes at the blonde Canadian.
“I’ll have you know Raven is the only one I’m every laying down for and that’s the way it stays.”
“That’s the way what stays?” Raven asked as she walked up, two bags slung over her shoulder.
“Nothing.” DJ said.
“Oh, just that your man was commenting on how he only lays down for you.” Chris stated, grinning at DJ, “That and he was saying that he loves you and that will stay that way forever.” Raven slowly smiled and walked up towards DJ and leaning up on her tiptoes she giggled and kissed him softly. As they kissed and DJ’s arms wrapped around his wife, Chris gagged, “Oh Lord, stop the madness, I think I’m going to be sick.” He said. Raven shook her head and hooked her arm with her husband’s.
“Now Chris, you and I both know that I’m not going to stop kissing him so you’re just going to have to get that medicine I told you about.” Chris laughed.
“Good one. So who’s being the rude bastard tonight and not introducing me to this lovely lady standing beside you two?” He walked closer up, and leaned on the crutch that helped support his left leg.
“Sorry, Chris, this is Angel Gonzales. Angel, this is Chris Irvine, more well known as Chris Jericho.” Angel smiled and shook his hand. She couldn’t help but look him up and down a bit, the things they say about TV were true. Well the assumption that people who were hot on TV were just as hot in real life was very true.
“Nice to meet you Angel, what brings you to our humble, movable home?” Chris smiled towards her. She seemed nice. But then again, all of them did.
“Well, to be honest, I got a job offer.” Chris’ eyes widened. The girl in front of him was short and didn’t look like she could do much in the ring but then again she took DJ down. He smiled, he was going to like her.
“And how did it go?”
“Very well actually. I have two weeks to get everything arranged and sorted out and then I’m flown off to Cincinnati and I get to watch the show and I just might get to debut.” Chris whistled.
“Damn, that good?”
“I guess so.” DJ laughed softly and shook his head.
“You guess so? Sweetheart if the WWE calls you in and gives you a good chance of debuting, you’re damn good.” He pulled Raven close to him, “I remember when I got the phone call to try out.” Raven nodded.
“He’s right Angel, you’re one lucky girl. But we have to get going; you do have a ride don’t you Chris?” He nodded and the couple shook hands with the two and then disappeared behind the doors outside. Chris looked up towards Angel and smiled.
“Like I said, it was a pleasure to meet you Angel. Tell me, is there anyway you know of that I can get a cab to take me back to the hotel at this hour?” Angel looked to her watch and frowned.
“I don’t think you’ll be able to. Not one that I’d trust anyway. Tell you what; it’s obvious you need help getting your stuff. Why don’t I take you back?” Chris looked up towards her after becoming very interested in the floor and he looked into her eyes. You could always tell a person by their eyes. Always. When she looked back into them, he smiled.
“You don’t mind?” She laughed. She had a beautiful laugh.
“No, not at all. In fact I’d be honored to give a veteran like you a ride. What times your flight tomorrow anyway?” Chris shook his head.
“Oh I’m not leaving tomorrow. I get to relax a few days here then I’m heading home to rest up my knee. Been giving me problems and tonight it decided to give out on me.” He sighed. “So I guess El Paso, Texas is going to be my home for the next couple days. Know anything I can do?” Angel smiled and shook her head.
“Not really much for someone on crutches. But I can tell you that the stores across the border are nice.”
“Really? I’ve heard a lot of college student go across the border, to drink.” Angel nodded.
“Unfortunately it’s true, but at least most of them are safe about it. But that’s not what you were asking. I’m not really sure what you could do but if you’d like…I mean unless this seems really forward, you could come to my house and stay there. No charge. I mean, no reason to pay for a hotel when you could have the comforts of home.” Chris smiled and almost said yes. There was something about her. Something that seemed genuine. But he wouldn’t get hurt again. Never.
“Well, as much as I appreciate the offer Angel, I’ll stay at the hotel. Besides, you’re doing enough by taking me to the hotel.”
“Alright.” Angel smiled, “Lets get your things and get you to bed then. The only way you’re going to get better is if you rest up and I’m going to make sure you get to bed to do that.” As she walked a bit ahead of him, Chris couldn’t help but admire her, assets, so to speak and shaking his head he let out a slow deep breath. He needed to keep his head on straight and he’d do it.
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