Love Me Forever

[wwechristina]

Hey everyone, it's been a while since I wrote some stories but here is a new one called Love me Forever. Enjoy.

I'm dedicating this story to my friend Creatureofthenight14.

Trisha Howell was in a horrible marriage which she knew it was never going to work out. Her ex-husband
Jack was always cheating on her and she didn't know about it until one night, she walked in on him sleeping
with her supposedly best friend Jess. She couldn't believe that she was betrayed by the man who said he
loved her and the woman who thought was her best friend. She stormed out in a hurry, got into her car and
never looked back. Two days later, she got the strength to go back to her house and told her husband that
she was leaving him and gonna file for divorce. Jack asked her for forgiveness, but Trisha didn't want to
hear it. Out of nowhere, she slapped him in the face and told him, it's over. Trisha told Jack to pack his
stuff and get out. Jack told her he loved her, but Trisha didn't want to deal with him anymore. She threw his
clothes in front of him and told him to leave. Jack was on his knees begging her for forgiveness, but her
anger was rising beyond all control. Knowing that she didn't want him anymore, Jack gave up, took his stuff
from the floor and left the house for good. Trisha was feeling a little better, but the hurt was still there.

Two years have passed since the incident and Trisha couldn't be happier. She was working for the WWE as
a magazine editor, divorced Jack in the process and was living on her own. At times, she would get lonely
but when she was at her job, it made her feel a little better, but still, she wanted a significant other who
will respect, honor, trust, and love her with everything she's got.

[CreatureOfTheNight14]

Thank you wwechristina. I will be posting chapter two tomorrow morning as soon as I wake up. I'm having a baby shower for my unborn baby girl that I'm naming Stephanie Isabelle, thanks to wwechristina.

[CreatureOfTheNight14]

l would like to say thanks to wwechristina for sending me her condolences. She's helped me through alot. And there's one special friend that I would like to thank. I won't tell you his name, but send me a personal message and I might tell you. Anyways, onto the story.
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Trisha Howell walked into the office of the WWE Chairman, Vincent Kennedy McMahon. She waited... and waited... and waited. Suddenly, the door swung open and Vince walked in. He wore a gray suit and a smile covered his face.

"Nice to finally meet you, Ms.Howell."
"Please, please. Call me Trisha," she insisted.
"Okay. Well, for this month's edition of WWE Magazine... we need you to have a photograph session with our top dog," he stated.

Trisha gulped, knowing who the top dog was. He was recognized as the most feared and respected man in the history of the WWE.

"Trisha, I would like to introduce to you...."

As right on cue, Mark(Taker) walked in the room. Amelia started getting goosebumps. This man was bone-chilling and all inspiring to so many people. Mark wore his ring attire, but he wasn't in his 'Undertaker' mode. He looked down at Trisha and reached out his hand. She looked at it for a moment and decided... what the hell. She shook it, anyway.

"It's nice to meet you. You are my favorite wrestler of all time," stated Trisha.
"Why thank you. It's nice to meet you also, Trisha."

Trisha, he thought. That name rolled easily off his tongue. He smirked as he said it once more and it made Trisha blush. She hid her face in her hands, shaking her head. Mark and Vince chuckled.

"Why don't you two go somewhere and get to know each other. I got some business to take care of," he suggested.

Both Mark and Trisha nodded, walking out of the office. They walked into the cafeteria and sat down at a table.

"So... tell me a little about yourself," persuaded Mark.
"Okay. I was born in California. I am an only child. My mother passed away from a brain tumor and my father passed away from a heart attack. I graduated from college and married my ex-husband, Jack. I love wrestling, football, and mma. And... I hate George Bush."

Mark chuckled a little. This girl had a lot of spunk, and he liked that.

Later on that day...........

Mark and Trisha walked up to a door. Trisha turned to Mark.

"Thanks Mark. I had a really good time with you today. Maybe we can have lunch again," she suggested.
"Sure. How about Saturday afternoon?"
"That sounds good. I'll see you then," she said.

Mark smiled and hugged her. Then, he pulled away and stared at her. Then, he leaned in and kissed her on the lips. It took him a good 2 minutes to pull away. He smiled and waved at her, walking away. Trisha smiled and touched her lips, blushing madly. But, her smile disappeared. She vowed to herself that she will never get into another relationship.

[wwechristina]

Great job on the second chapter. Here's the third chapter.

Chapter 3

After the lunch date with Mark, Trisha was so happy and angry with herself. She was surprised when Mark
kissed her, but was angry at herself for letting it happen. She felt like she wanted to put up a wall between
her and Mark. After her failed marriage with Jack, she made a promise to herself that she will never get
hurt ever again. Throughout the day, she couldn't get her mind off of Mark. His kiss to her was full of
love and admiration. Why was she thinking about Mark all day? She tried to distract herself from Mark, by
cleaning her house, listening to music, and dancing around the house. While she was cleaning her house,
her favorite song came on the radio, Bad Romance by Lady Gaga. She loves this song so much, then
thoughts of Mark came back into her mind. The song made a impact on her thoughts about Mark, big time.
After she finished, she turned off the radio and went to go take a shower. Trisha went to sit on the couch
to watch TV, when her phone rang.

Trisha: Hello?
Mark: Hey Trisha
Trisha: Hi Mark. How are you doing?
Mark: I'm good. I had a really good time today.
Trisha: Me too.
Mark: I'll see you at the interview tomorrow.
Trisha: Okay. Have a good night, Mark.
Mark: You too.

They both hang up the phone. Trisha wanted to tell him that she didn't want to be in a relationship, but
she didn't have the heart to tell him. Was she falling for him, or was she afraid of getting hurt? She decided
to go to bed early, since she has an interview to do with Mark tomorrow.

[CreatureOfTheNight14]

Thanks wwechristina for posting chapter 3. As of right now, I have an family emergency to attend to. So, the next chapter won't be posted until tomorrow or Friday.

[CreatureOfTheNight14]

Trisha woke up the next morning and looked up at the clock. 11:50 it reads. Oh my god, she thought. She rushed into the shower and got out, getting dressed. She wore a simple pair of black dress pants and a blue strapless corset top. Trisha grabbed her purse and headed to the arena.

A few hours later....

Mark sat in the interview room, waiting patiently for Trisha. Where is she? Is she alright? Those thoughts were interrupted when Trisha walked into the door. He looked up at her with a smile on his face.

"Sorry I'm late... overslept," explained Trisha.
"That's okay. I overslept a little bit myself," he chuckled.

She smiled and grabbed a clipboard. Trisha looked at him.

"You ready to start the interview," she questioned him.
"I'm always ready," he replied.

An hour and a half later...

The interview was a success. Trisha and Mark walked out of the interview room, smiles on their faces. Mark turned to Trisha.

"That interview went well," she said.
"It sure did. Listen... are you doing anything later," he asked her.
"Not that I know of. I'm free for the day," she said.
"Well... how about we go to the carnival. My treat," he smiled.

Trisha chuckled and nodded. Just then, her cellphone rang.

"Just a moment," she excused herself.

Mark nodded and walked to the exit, waiting for Trisha. She opened her cellphone and answered it.

"Hello?"
"Trisha...."

She sighed, it was her ex-husband.

"What do you want, Jack?"

Mark frowned, who's Jack? Well, whoever it was, she sounded very upset with this person.

"I want you back... I love you."
"You don't love me. If you did, you wouldn't have cheated on me with Jess," she retorted back.
"Well, the only reason why I did that was because you refused to have sex with me."

She sighed and closed her eyes, tears threatning to fall. All he wanted from her was sex.

"Jack, I told you that I wasn't ready to have sex with you. After what happened when I was little, I told you and you said that you was going to wait however long it would take until we could have sex."

"Well, that was then and this... is NOW. You will repay for leaving me and I will get what I have always wanted from you," he growled.

Tears flowed down Trisha's face as she slammed her cellphone closed. She slid down the wall and started to cry. Mark frowned and walked to her, sitting in front of her. He placed a gentle hand on her leg. She looked up at him.

"What seems to be the problem," he asked.
"You wouldn't care...."
"Yes, I would. Unlike all these other guys... I actually listen. Now, tell me.. please," he asked her.

She sighed and sat there for a moment.

"That was my exhusband, Jack. He wanted to get back with me, but I said no."
"You divorced him? Why," he questioned.
"He cheated on me with my so-called 'best friend' Jess."
"Damn. What an asshole," muttered Mark.
"I know. Anyways, he said the only reason why he cheated on me was because I refused to have sex with him," she said, tears starting to fall again.

Mark pulled out a napkin and wiped her face, gently. She smiled weakly at him, gently squeezing his hand. He looked up and smiled back at her.

"I told him after what happened to me when I was little, I told him and he said that he would wait however long it would take before we would have sex."

"What happened to you when you were little," questioned Mark.

She looked up at him. Mark noticed that she started getting a little pale.

"You sure you want to know," she reassured.
"I'm positive."
"Okay. When I was 14, my dad was drunk. He walked into my room and started hitting me...."

She looked down and shook her head, more tears starting to fall. Mark wrapped his arm around her, rubbing her shoulder. She took a deep breath before continuing to talk.

"H-He ripped off my c-clothes and he.... he raped me."

Mark sighed and pulled her into his lap, letting her cry. He rubbed her back and kept on telling her it was going to be okay. Just then, Vince walked outside and saw the two. He frowned.

"What's going on," Vince asked.
"Something personal happened. Can we both take time off," requested Mark.
"Sure. Take as much time as you need," agreed Vince.

Vince walked away and Mark looked down at Trisha. She had stopped crying and just stared down the hall. Mark stood up and helped Trisha to her feet. She still looked pale to Mark. He wrapped his arm around her waist and walked with her outside to his truck. He helped her in the passenger side and closed the door. Mark hopped into the driver's side and fastened his seatbelt, then Trisha's seatbelt. He looked down at her and sighed when she had fell asleep. Mark turned on the truck and drove away to his house.

[Dead_Girl]

It's really a great story, I really love it! Please, keep writing it as much as you can because I really want to know If Trisha will be able to be in a relationship again.

[BAD01]

Wow! You write a great story wwechristina i can't wait for more of it keep it up.

[stevebutler44]

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