Amy went straight back to Trish's locker room luckily it was now unlocked she knew Trish would have been crying all night, not many people knew how emotion the petty blonde really was,

"Hey girl are you ready to go to the hotel?" Amy asked as she watched Trish packing her clothes in a duffle bag

"Yeh sure anything to get my mind of Jeff" she responded not looking at Amy once

"You having a problem with a hardy boy too huh?" she asked trying to lighten Trish's mood but unfortunately for Amy she was having any of it,

"Yeh I guess so" she replied with no emotion walking out of the room and heading for the car,

They both hopped in just as they were about to pull out of the car space there was a slight knock on the driver's side window, it was none other than the rainbow haired warrior Jeff Hardy,

Trish wound her window and looked at Jeff he was wearing no shirt just his wrestling pants his toned and tanned muscles just screaming at her to touch them Jeff soon relised how she was looking at him and a cocky grin formed on his beautifully featured face

"Trish baby if you want to look then just look I don't mind" she returned his cocky grin with the coldest look she could possibly come up with,

"Jeff what do you want?" she asked as if begging him to hurry the conversation up truth be told she would rather be anywhere in the world other than being where she was at this very moment,

"To talk please" he pleaded he knew she couldn't resist him just as much as she knew she couldn't

"Ok I'm staying at the Hilton on 28 and 6th meet me there at 9:00 don't be late "she warned

"Oh and Jeff if I do this will you just leave me alone?" she asked with pleading eyes

"I don't know maybe" he smirked as he walked away

"The drive to the hotel was exceptionally quite both women with their own thoughts and own problems on their minds,

They checked in and went to the 14th floor where they were both staying

"Hey Hun I'm kind of beat I'm going to go to bed but I'll see you for lunch tomorrow at 1:30 ok?" Amy asked

"Yeh sure ok"

"And Trish remember I'm right down the hall if you want to talk ok" Amy said as she hugged her friend goodbye as the both went to their hotel rooms,

Trish walked in the door and the clock next to her bed caught her eye

"Crap" she cursed the big green numbers that read 9:00 exactly and sure enough there was a knock at the door,

Trish was pleading with herself not to open the door but she just couldn't resist his cute southern accent

"Trish come on I now you're in there, you said we could talk please" Trish slowly opened the door to him

"Please make it fast hardy" she said barely above a whisper

"Fine I just want you to know how I feel vie been trying really hard to talk to you"

"Yeh I know that's what I'm saying you've tried really hard so talk to me now"

"Ok I just...I'm sorry you know that...I just want to know why you won't admit you love me too" he asked moving towards her so there were just barely touching as much as she knew she didn't want to, she willed her body to move away

"no Jeff your wrong I don't love you, ok yes I loved you at one point but that was before you walked out on me and broke my heart in two Jeff" she said feeling the sting sensation of salt water in her eyes she was fighting them back she couldn't cry in front of him she couldn't give him that power of her,

"Baby please don't give up on us"

"what like you did?" she shot back, this was too much for her, she couldn't fight the tears anymore as they flowed freely down her face, Jeff used his thumbs to wipe them away as he looked deep into her eyes as she did the same not even relising how close their faces really were there lips touched at first the kiss was gentle and slow but their passion and frustration soon entered the kiss as their tongues started to massage each other,

As soon as Trish came to realization of what she was doing she pulled away

"Oh my god I can't do this Jeff" she said moving to the other side of the room

"Baby why not?" he asked worried and concerned

"cause I can't handle this you hurt me and the fact I don't hate you for it scares me so please just get out" she begged

"But Trish"

"GET OUT!" she screamed as the tears continued to stream down her face he walked out the door she followed and locked it the blonde bombshell moved to her mirror but when she saw her reflection she didn't see what everyone else saw,

She didn't see the bubbly, beautiful blonde women's champion everyone else did, she saw a worthless, dirty, troubled little girl that was just a shell of the girl everyone else knew and loved,

and there was only one way she knew how to prove she was really alive, Trish made her way to the bathroom and opened the cabinet she pulled out the razor she had hid in there earlier that day she dragged the sharp blade across her wrist as she watched the blood flow out of her arm this was how she knew she was real, this was how she knew she was alive.