There's Nothing Good about Goodbye
What he said kept running through her head over and over and over again. What should she do? Should she leave him? Should she tell him and take the chance that he'll leave her?
Either way her heart would break—that much she was sure of.
Should she move back in with Adam? There's no way Vince would allow her to work now? Maybe he'd let her work behind the scenes instead of in the ring?
She'd still see him, almost every day; and even if they ended it here her heart would not be able to take that.
Cherish sat in the wicker chair on the balcony attached to her hotel room—staring out at the concrete jungle.
Was there a whole other world out there for Cherish Copeland? Her mahogany hair rustled against her neck in the summer breeze.
She didn't want another world—she wanted this one; it was perfect.
The slamming of the door indicated her boyfriend of eighteen months was back from the gym. "Where are you babe?" she could hear him rummaging through his bags.
"Out here Drew" Cherish replied.
She listened to his footsteps as he approached her.
She closed her eyes. She hoped she never had to hear that sound with him heading in the opposite direction.
He leaned over the back of her chair and planted a kiss on the top of her head—placing his hands on her shoulders. "How was the gym?" She asked.
"Great" He smiled "What are you doing out here?" his thick Scottish accent was one of the many things she loved about Drew.
She looked over at him as he sat in the other chair across from her; his long brown hair was back in a tie and damp with sweat. She smiled "Just thinking."
He nodded. "And what were you thinking about"
"Lots of things Drew"
"Lots of things?" He smirked "You're being evasive"
"I was thinking about us-"
"What about us?"
"And what would happen if we weren't together"
His smile faded. "Are you planning on leaving me Cher?"
"I don't know Drew"
"You're thinking about leaving me?"
Cherish sighed; she didn't want this now. She had wanted to wait before they had this fight. She knew it wouldn't end well. "I'm not sure Drew"
"Are you unhappy Cherish?"
"No Drew-I love you"
"Then why do you want to leave me Cherish?" He looked angry.
She sighed—what should she say to him? "We want different things Drew"
"Different things?" He shook his head "I want you."
"It's not that simple Drew."
"It has been that simple for eighteen months—what's changed now Cherish?"
His eyes flashed—he had had a recollection. She knew this would be over soon; she just hoped it didn't end with him leaving.
"Is this about—"
"Yes Drew that's what this is about."
"Because of what I said, you'd leave me?"
"It's a big deal Drew"
A whole lot bigger than he knew.
"We can work through it"
"You're not good at sacrifices Drew, we both know that."
"So-you want to end our relationship instead of trying to work it out?"
"No I don't want to end this—but I don't know if you want to work it out"
He closed his eyes—she didn't know what he was thinking but she was sure she wouldn't like it.
"You're independent Drew you don't want to be tied down—I understand that" Cherish said "I want a family, marriage, kids, the works—you want your job—you—"
"I want you Cherish!" He interrupted.
"For now, you want me, but you want independence too Drew."
"What's wrong with that –we're young—we have our whole lives for those things. We're young we have work, we have fans, I love you AND I love my job."
"I know Drew, but do you love your job more than me?"
His eyes flashed. He stood up and went back into the hotel room. She sighed-this was terrible.
She stood up and followed him—he had thrown his clothes into his duffle bag along with everything else he had.
"Drew—please don't." She held back the tears the best she could.
"You know what Cher—clearly you think I need some space—and maybe I do! So I'm going to give you exactly what YOU want!" He left slamming the door.
Cherish ran to it and pulled it open just in time to see him disappear down the stairs.