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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.

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Disclaimer: Alright, again I own nothing. Oh how I wished I did because if I did, Trish would be handed to Jericho on a silver platter (I love old Trish, just my opinion though) and I would tell Lita to go save Jericho and kiss him and love him. Course, the real people I speak of are wonderfully happy with their ‘hotties’ (Cuz hello, Matt Hardy = gorgeous!) and well Chris is happily married. Now Trish I have no idea but I wish her luck with that new Diva cover but I will be voting for Amy Dumas. As always the only people I actually own are Desari, Angel and Mia and any other original characters. The others, own themselves.

A/N: Sorry this has taken me so long. I have been lagging because I have been watching RAW and then having to go to sleep, so sadly I have no time to write. I will definitely be trying harder to get chapters out faster, I just hope you keep reviewing. Thanks again and I hope you enjoy!

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“You, got a ticket?” Desari said as she walked into the living room, popcorn in hand. She tried not to laugh but it was all really funny. Everything that Angel explained from the minute she walked into the house was funny. Hilarious in fact. But being the true best friend she was, she’d wait for a few more minutes before laughing her ass off. Sitting down next to Angel she crossed her legs underneath her and took a handful of popcorn. “So, explain, please?”

“Explain what exactly?”

“Explain how you met, uh, him! I don’t remember his name, I just remember you raving about him every time we watch it. He’s, he’s the sarcastic guy!”

“Jericho?”

“Yes! That’s it! I knew it started with a ‘J’ but I wasn’t exactly sure. I mean, it sounds to me like you’ve got a thing for this guy. So, dish, is he married?” Angel looked up towards Desari and rolled her eyes. Just as she was about to answer however, Mia walked in, clutching her teddy bear.

“Mommy?” She said softly. Angel got to her feet quickly, motherly instincts taking over. She knelt down beside Mia.

“What’s wrong baby?” She asked, stroking the girls straight brown hair.

“Nothing, I just wanted to ask you something.”

“Anything princess, what’s on your mind?”

“Can I watch wrestling with you?” She turned her blue eyes up towards her mom, making it really hard to say no and Angel smiled and laughed softly, shaking her head.

“You’ve got school tomorrow mijita.” Angel leaned forward and kissed the top of her daughter’s head lightly. When she glanced up towards Desari she rolled her eyes as Desari practically pleaded with her to let Mia watch Smackdown with them. With a small sigh, Angel looked back towards Mia who’s blue eyes were pooling with tears. “Alright, fine.” She couldn’t hold her laughter anymore and running her fingers through her daughter’s hair she kissed the tip of her nose softly, “You can watch wrestling.”

“Yes!” Mia grinned and ran up towards the couch, jumping onto it and practically into Desari’s lap. “I told you Auntie Dee! I told you!” Angel crossed her arms and stared at her best friend and daughter.

“You two played me.” Desari and Mia grinned. Taking a piece of popcorn Mia put it in her mouth and giggled as she looked up towards her mom and then grabbed the remote.

“Yep, you sucker just got served.” Angel’s eyes widened.

“Mia Jennifer Gonzales, you had better rephrase what you just said because I don’t think I just heard that out of your mouth.” Mia shrank back and looked towards her mom and the woman she’d grown up calling Aunt. When her aunt couldn’t do anything she sighed and looked up towards her mom.

“Alright, I’m sorry Mommy, I just wanted to watch wrestling real bad. Forgive me?” Angel closed her eyes trying to avoid that cute little sad look her daughter was giving her. With a sigh she walked over and sat down, grabbing a handful of popcorn.

“Fine. But you ever say that again you’re not going to be watching that movie or wrestling for at least a week. Deal?”

“Deal!”

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“Hello?” Chris answered the phone in his hotel room, sitting on the bed, his leg elevated. Sighing he muted the TV to keep the movie he was watching from overtaking the conversation on the phone.

“Chris?” His eyes widened at the voice on the other line.

“Jess?” He asked softly, shaking his head he stopped and pushed himself a bit further up on the bed, “Is that you Jess?”

“No, its Angel.” The voice replied. Chris almost dropped the phone but managed to keep his grip on the phone tight. His throat tightened.

“Oh hey Angel, what’s going on?”

“I just wanted to invite you over for a small get together.” She took a deep breath in, “See, I figured that you’d be held up in that hotel room and you were by now getting bored so I wanted to invite you over.” Chris smiled and turned the TV off, taking to Angel had suddenly become a bit more interesting.

“Oh really? You want the Sexy Beast to make an appearance huh?” Angel laughed softly and though he couldn’t see her, he was pretty sure she was shaking her head at his comment.

“Yeah, I kinda would. That is if you don’t have any plans. I mean I can pick you up and everything if you want me to.”

“Well what am I going to get out of this?” He asked, knowing that it could have a double meaning. He didn’t know what was wrong with him, but talking with her suddenly brought him new confidence. When her response didn’t come through the phone right away he took a deep breath in, had he said something wrong? The last thing he wanted was to ruin this new friendship.

“I guess you’ll have to come before you find out what you’re getting out of it.” His eyebrows arched and he chuckled softly and looked down towards the planner in front of him. Picking it up, he thumbed through it and saw how long he’d be gone. It was going to be a long two weeks. Sighing he closed his eyes. “Chris? Everything okay? You’re not falling asleep are you?” He kept his eyes closed and slowly a smile came to his face, a true genuine smile.

“No, I’m not.” He paused and slowly opened his eyes as he toyed with the gold ring he normally had on his hand. “Hey Angel, you remember what you offered at the arena?”

“For you to stay at my house, of course Chris. I don’t forget an invitation.” He smirked and tossed the ring towards the trash and celebrated silently as it dropped in there with a small thunk.

“I’d like to take you up on that offer, that is, if I’m still welcome.”

“Of course you’re still welcome, my house is open to any friend in need.” Chris laughed softly to himself and the thoughts running rapid through his head. The way he was thinking…they wouldn’t be ‘friends’ for long.
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