Giorno X Trish Novels & Stories

"It’s all in your head." "She’s right there." "Matt?" A feminine voice called out. "I missed you." They all stared wide-eyed at Trish standing there in the middle of the forest. She was wearing the Shipton school uniform. She looked similarly to the first time Callie saw her at the Dining Hall, before Callie messed up her life. Callie swallowed the swell of guilt at her throat and reminded herself this was only an illusion. Trish was dead. She wasn’t coming back.

It was Sunday evening and Christine and Alexa were sitting on a sofa, watching cartoons, munching popcorn. Trish was out on a date with Brandt. After the visit, and when he helped rescue Christine from Trevor, Trish began to develop feelings again. And now, she was back in a relationship with Brandt. Christine's phone vibrated suddenly and then began to ring. It was Alan. She picked the call. "I was invited to a gala hosted by Gene Johnson," he said excitedly.

" Okay " " Thanks for corporation" he nodded and I was about leaving . " Hey waitress, over here" A decent lady with dark glasses said to me as I walked over. " Serve me.... it's you" she said. " Excuse me" I said to her. " Aren't you the bitch of yesterday" she said taking off her glasses. I recognized her she was Bryan's lover. " First of all I'm not a bitch and what can I offer you? " I said controlling my emotions.

"You doing okay? I know there's a lot of crap in the media right now." "Yeah. I'm all right. I guess." I glanced around, looking for Riley again. "You looking for Riley?" "Yeah." I turned back to Trish. "That obvious?" "No. I just know what's going on with you guys thanks to you sharing." "Have you seen her?" I slowly pulled my hand from Trish's and crossed my arms over my chest. I didn't need anyone getting the wrong idea. "She's on another set. One they’re working on at the edge of downtown."

Little flashes that crept in when I least expected it. During lunch, Elera was held back by a teacher and promised to join me soon. I didn’t wait. I walked to the cafeteria alone, got my tray, and found a table by the window. Peace lasted exactly twelve seconds. I had barely taken two bites when heels clicked against the floor in coordinated hostility. I didn’t need to look up. The triplets’ girlfriends. Correction. Ex-girlfriends. The two who tried to intimidate me on my second day. Lisa and Susan. Only this time, they brought reinforcement, the third girlfriend.

"Felix, we've been fighting for days. Why won't you forgive me? I told you, it was all a misunderstanding. I even bought tickets to Switzerland ahead of time. I was gonna go with you." Her voice shook. "We've been together six years. Don't blow this up over something so small, okay?" I pointed at Shane. "Switzerland? Wasn't that stop number seven on your little world tour with him? How'd it suddenly turn into a trip with me?" The office instantly erupted in whispers. "Wasn't Mr. Fitzroy obsessed with her? Why are they breaking up?" "Seriously? Look at the dude standing next to her." Right then, Sarah walked in carrying a bag. She frowned at the scene. "Honey, what's going on?"

Trisha explained. "You are shouting at me, who are you to do that?? Who give you the power to do that?! I'm so busy, what the fuck is your problem, huh??!" Lexter Montero casting a sharp stare to Trisha, "You are already here, what are you still complaining?!" "Trisha Wilson can not complaint and argue more as she felt Lexter's anger in his voice and his face aura. "I haven't seen you for more than a week now, I miss you, Darling," Trisha coquittishly said in a soft voice as she sat on the arm of Lexter's swivel chair and put her arms around his neck.

Third Person's POV Trista took Xander's call, and after a quick talk, she was out the door. By 10:00 AM, she was walking out of a top-tier L.A. auction house, letting out a long, relieved breath. Xander caught her huge grin and couldn't help but smile back. "Looks like a win. See you Monday, future Chief Healer." Trista watched Xander's sports car pull away and instinctively clutched her bag tighter.

Perhaps sensing our stares, Trish glanced at us and burst out laughing. “I’m sorry. I really can’t wait to follow another episode of the movie series I followed on N*****x.” “That’s why,” I said, peering at the phone she placed in front of her. I had just noticed also a set of blue tooth ear sets were on her ears. “Trish- “Kim started to comment, but Trish cut him off. “Sir, I’m sorry. I know it’s eating time,” she grinned shyly, a sense of guilt reflecting in her eyes. She hurriedly grabbed her phone and shoved it inside her wallet.

I asked. “We found her!” He exclaimed and my heart thumped. “Found who?” I asked. “Trisha Drake. We found her, Alpha!” I couldn't believe my ears. Finally! “And turns out, she just returned to Los Angeles from London. She works as a doctor and built her own special hospital here in Los Angeles…” As he was talking, the door opened and an elegant looking lady walked in. My eyes widened immediately I saw her and the phone slipped from my hand as we locked gazes.