Chapter 1
Lita sat on top of a table in the hallway of the Staples Center, dangling her feet over the edge and swinging them back and fourth. She shifted her weight from side to side uncomfortably as she sat deep in thought. Her mind hadn't been able to rest since her messy break up with Edge. He told her things just weren't working out. I mean what is that? Had she done anything wrong? Not that she could think of, and worst of all things were so awquard between them now. It's not like it would ever be like before they were dating, it was just too weird.
Leaning her head back onto the cold concrete wall, Lita tucked a strand of loose red hair behind her ear, and stared up at the ceiling. After sitting in silence a few moments longer Lita forced herself to get up. She pushed herself off the table and headed in the direction of the women's locker room. She was hoping it would be empty so she could have just a little bit of privacy, and avoid the questions of how she was doing. Sure she appreciated the concern but she was just not ready to talk about it, let alone in the mood to.
Once inside the locker room Lita pulled some fresh clothes from her bag and walked towards the shower areas. It appeared as though she was alone, getting to the arena a little earlier had worked out in her favor. She took a nice long hot shower in hopes of relieving her stress, which worked for just a short time, before her mind slowly began to drift and think about everything else that was going on. She could only hope that after all this, she would be stronger than even. Like they say, what doesn't kill you only makes you stronger. This year thing were going to be different, she was going to take her place in the Women's Division back, she was going to be more focused than ever. Although it was going to be different without Edge.
After a few more moments alone Trish Stratus walked into the Locker room, her gym bag was haning over her shoulder.
"Hey Lita, how you doing?" Trish asked with heartfelt concern in her voice.
"Been better, how about you?"
"Cheer up sweetie," Trish said smiling as she places her arm around Lita's shoulder.
"I think I'm just going to go for a quick walk to clear my head." Lita forced a smile and turned to leave.
Clear her head? She knew she couldn't do that. I mean she had been trying to do that since her and Edge broke up, which was about a week ago. The truth was she had to get out of the locker room, because she didn't feel like talking about it, because talking about it only made it hurt more.
