Divas

Chapter 4

Jackie Gayda and Al sat at one of the tables in the fancy restaurant. They had been training that day and decided to get something to eat. Things hadn't gone as she hoped they would, but she refused to give up hope. The waiter delivered her apple pie with whip cream on top.

"I just love pie, don't you?" Jackie smiled seductively.

"Oh yeah, it's one of my favorite meals." Al replied

"I was thinking maybe we could practice again tomorrow." Jackie offered. She had been taking up most of his free time.

"Ok, sure, when do you plan on going up against the women's champion?" Al asked

"You mean the psycho, Victoria?" Jackie laughed a bit nervously. That bitch was crazy, there was no way she wanted to get in the ring with her.

"That would be her" Al answered.

"Hopefully soon. I don't think I'm ready though, I need much, much more practice" Jackie grinned. She dipped her finger in the whip cream, and slowly brought her finger tip to her lips, sucking it off, in a sexy pout. She dipped her finger in the whip cream again and motioned it towards his lips. "Try some" She added.

"Um, no thanks" Al laughed nervously, her finger tip was practically touching his lips.

"Come on, it's good" Jackie insisted, he finally gave in and engulfed her finger with his lips.

"Hey guys!" Ivory squealed roughly ting ing her arms around them, and plopping in between them. She had brought Bill Demott, Maven, Tazz, and Nidia with her. She ruined it! Just as Jackie was about to kiss him, she had to ruin it! "What are you guys up too?" She smiled right at Jackie as the others sat down. She glared at her, Ivory knew exactly what she had done.

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Lita walked down the hall with Bubba.

"Again?" Lita sighed in exhaustion, it was ridiculous, although she had been expecting it, just like everyone else had, so she wasn't surprised.

"Yeah, he just left her crying there. God, why does she keep going back to him" Bubba cried in frustration.

"Love is blind. She's not gonna learn until it's too late, sad but true" Lita explained.

"Yeah, but she's been hurt so many times by him, you'd think she'd get it by now." Bubba frowned.

"It's just not that simple" Lita shrugged.

"I wonder what she'd do if one day, we just weren't there for her. Maybe then she'd get the hint" Bubba suggested.

"No, were her friends, she needs us" Lita reminded.

"She doesn't need me, I'm just her shoulder she cries on occasionally." Bubba sighed.

"You know that's not true" Lita insisted with a frown. She knew how Bubba felt for Trish, even if he would never admit it. Everyone seemed to know but Trish. They walked in the cafeteria, and spotted Jeff and Trish kissing.

"Already?" Bubba cried with an annoyed sigh.

"It hasn't even been a week." Lita exclaimed. "Guess he's conflicted" she added placing her hand on Bubba's shoulder.

"Or, she's just too damn forgiving" Bubba replied. "I really wanna put him through a table right now." He admitted.

"I know" Lita laughed. Trish made her way toward them, with a glowing smile, and Bubba began to walk away, when Lita took his arm. "Where are you going?" she asked

"I think I'm gonna be sick" Bubba answered.

"Bubba." Lita began

"I can't deal with it, she may be able to, but I can't" Bubba explained. With that, he walked off, just as Trish approached.

"Where's he going?" Trish asked

"He has something's to do" Lita lied.

"I wanted to thank him about what happened a couple of days ago. But were back together now" Trish grinned.

"Yeah, for how long this time?" Lita asked

"Don't say that, you'll jinx us" Trish insisted

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Stacy sat up in her hospital bed reading the newspaper. She was so bored! People were still visiting her, including Test, who had dropped by an hour ago. She flipped through the newspaper to the front page, which featured an article on Chris Jericho. At smile spread across her face at the sight of his picture. She began to read the article until she got to the end. Her expression turned light and happy, as a smile played across her face. She didn't know how anyone could hate Jericho. This wasn't the monster Test had described to her at all. The article explained about how he visited a fan of his who had a terminal illness. He spent the entire day with him, and they even played video games. He was such a nice guy, how could everyone hate him, it didn't make sense. She looked up as she heard a knock on her door and quickly threw the newspaper to the side. Chris Jericho smiled as he stood in the door way, she returned his expression with a happy, excited smile.

"Hey, can I come in?" Jericho grinned.

"Yeah, sure" Stacy smiled.

"So, do you remember anything yet?" He asked

"No" Stacy frowned.

"Good, then I still have a few more hours to live" Jericho joked with a chuckle, she let out a girlish giggle. So far no one had made her smile this much since she had been awake. "So, what have you been up too? Eating hospital food? Don't this stuff will kill you!" Jericho laughed referring to her uneaten tray of food.

"No, just being bored." Stacy smiled

"Well not anymore, have no fear Y2J is here" Jericho declared.

"What do you mean?" Stacy asked.

"Well, I promised I'd make it up to you and I'm a man of my word" Jericho explained. "Come on, let's go" He added taking her hands.

"Where are we going? Aren't you gonna take a wheelchair? They've been pushing me around in that thing since I woke up. I think Test, I mean Andrew, is afraid to let me walk. He thinks I'm too fragile." Stacy explained.

"It's a surprise, and no, you can walk, your not glass, so I don't think your gonna break." Jericho laughed as he helped her out of bed. "Fragile, Ms. Keibler? No, I think you're a wild one" He grinned playfully pinching her cheek. She held his hand as they walked out of the room.

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Jeff walked down the hall and handed Trish a single red rose, and a poem he had written just for her. It brought tears to her eyes as she placed a sweet kiss on his lips. They didn't get to see this side of their relationship, they only got to see when Jeff hurt her. Sure, it seemed like he left her, more than anything else, but she loved him. He always did such sweet romantic things, he always complimented her. He said she was beautiful.

"This is so sweet" Trish smiled.

"There's more" Jeff grinned as he pushed the locker room door open. There was a picnic basket with candlelight and champagne. He took her hand and pulled her into the room.

"I can't believe you did all this" Trish gasped as they sat down.

"I love you" He smiled. She took his hand and kissed him. She loved him no matter what he did to her, she couldn't help it. Maybe this time would be different.

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