Title: Truth Hurts

Author: Shantay

Email: R…for the first chapter, PG13 for the rest

Content: Foul language, sex….

Timeline: anytime back in the day

Spoilers: Nothing really…

Summary: There's a lot more to the apparent hatred between Chris Jericho and Lita…

Disclaimer: I do not own any of these people…tear…

Distribution: Please just ask me first.

Trish hummed softly to herself as she brushed through her golden locks. She placed her brush on the dresser as she heard knocking at the door. She continued to hum as she made her way over to the door. Whoever was behind the door was lucky they'd caught her just before she'd gone to bed.

"Oh my God. What's wrong?" Trish nearly lost balance as her taller friend practically fell into her arms. She tried to compose herself and comfort the sobbing woman in her arms. She closed the door and worked her friend over to the couch in the room.

"Sweetie, talk to me. What's wrong?" The redhead continued to sob uncontrollably in her best friend's arms. Trish could not even begin to imagine what had upset her friend to that extent. She realizes that she wasn't going to get anything out of the redhead for a while. So, she sat back, cradling her friend in her arms, running her hands through her hair.

It was a few minutes before Lita's sobs seemed to soften. Eventually, no sounds besides sniffling came from her. Lita continued to lay against her friend. Trish waited for her friend to let her know what was going on. She didn't want to push her.

"I had sex with him Trish."

Trish's eyebrows furrowed. She wasn't sure if she'd heard her friend correctly. "What?"

"I had sex with him."

The blonde stared off in front of her, finally taking in what she'd heard. She sighed, shaking her head slightly. "Please don't tell me…" Trish didn't want to say what she knew was true. She felt her friend nod against her.

"Yeah. I had sex with Chris."

Trish sighed again. She couldn't believe what she was hearing. "Oh honey…"

Lita sat up, looking at her friend through her red, swollen eyes. "I felt so…God, Trish. I can't even describe it. I just thought I was seeing a side of Chris that I hadn't seen in so long. I was seeing a side of him that I thought I'd never see again." She shook her head. She tried fighting the sobs that were about to take her over again. After a few moments, she calmed down a little bit. "He told me that I was really easy and that he hadn't expected me to…spread my legs for him so fast." The tears began to fall down her face again.

Trish placed a comforting hand on her friend's knee. "What a bastard. Honey, I'm so sorry."

Lita shook her head furiously yet again. "I'm so mad at myself. I can't believe I let myself go for that. I can't believe I let myself be that vulnerable. I knew better. And I still…Trish, I begged him not to stop. He must have enjoyed that so much." A wave of disgust washed over her.

"It's really not your fault Lita. After everything…"

"I know, I know Trish. But I should have been on guard. I know Chris. I know his games. I hate that I let this happen." She leaned over and held her head in her hands between her knees.

Trish wasn't sure what to say. Even after all this time, she couldn't believe that Chris would be such an asshole. It had been almost a year since Chris had completely turned on all of his friends, but she still couldn't believe that he would do such a thing, especially to Lita. But what more could she expect considering what he'd done to her a year ago?

Trish jumped as her friend suddenly shot up off the couch.

"Trish, I hate him. I hate him so much! He thinks he can just keep playing around with me. He thinks he can just walk all over me." Lita turned around to face her friend. Trish felt chills go through her spine as she saw the look in her best friend's eyes. "I'm not gonna let him get away with it. I can't."

Chris marched into his hotel room, slamming the door shut behind him.

"Whoa! It is 2:30 in the morning. You can't just walk around slamming doors. Speaking of that, where have you been?"

Chris didn't even bother to look in the direction of his roommate and best friend. He threw his gym bag in the corner and went straight to the bathroom.

Christian eyed the bathroom door curiously. After a few moments, he shouted at the door. "Let me guess! You slept with some chick after Raw and her boyfriend came and almost beat the shit out of you."

After a couple of moments, the door to the bathroom swung open and Chris stood in the doorway. He glared at his best friend and continued to walk over to his gym bag.

"Oh…so you did have sex with some chick. I know you all too well Chris."

Chris continued to ignore his friend. He then decided to pick up his bag and carry it into his room. He didn't feel like hearing all of this from Christian. Chris turned around after picking up his bag and found his roommate standing in his way.

"So, who was she Chris? Where did you meet her? And how did she get your panties in a bunch because you usually don't act like this after you get laid?"

Chris just stared at his friend until he finished talking and then attempted to walk around him. Christian, however, stepped in front of him, blocking his effort.

"Christian, I am really not in the mood for this." Chris's nostrils were practically flaring and his chest was rising heavily with his growing anger.

"Dude, what's going on?" Christian's smile faded from his face. He was beginning to realize how angry his friend actually was.

Chris sighed, seeming to calm down a bit. He dropped his bag on the floor and walked around to the couch, falling down on it. "Christian, I…uh…."

Christian sat down in the armchair, watching his friend intently, hanging off his every word. "You…uh….what?"

"I went to the women's locker room and Lita was there."

"Uh-oh." Christian knew that wasn't a good combination. Lita and Chris couldn't stand each other; they practically hated each other's guts.

"We, umm…we kinda…had sex."

Christian sat back in his chair and scratched his head. "Wait…come again."

Chris stared off in front of him, looking as though the idea were still new and shocking to him as well. "I had sex with her."

"Wow. I can't believe that."

"Oh. It gets better. I told her that she was easy afterwards."

"Oooo…that's harsh." Christian watched his friend rise from the couch and pace the room.

"I know. I just…I couldn't believe that we went that far. I hadn't meant for us to…you know." Chris stopped at the window of the hotel room, staring out into the black of the night sky. "I can't go back Jay. I can't."

Christian listened carefully. He knew what his friend was referring to. "Chris, you still love her, don't you?"

There was a long pause. "I do, but-"

"No buts. Maybe you should just stop pushing her away and tell her the truth."

Chris shook his head. "No, I can't do that. Lita and I being together is not good for either of us."

"You don't know that until you try." Christian tried to hide the frustration in his voice.

"We did try! Are you forgetting that Jay?" Chris's eyes shot in the direction of his best friend. He stepped toward the man sitting in the chair. "It didn't work. We're not meant to be together."

"So, you think this way is better? You making her hate your guts more and more everyday?"

Chris sighed. "I don't do it on purpose. I do love her but sometimes I just look at her and I think back and I get so angry."

"She was wrong Chris. We all know that. But it's been a year. People change. You should talk to her."

Chris plopped back down on the couch. "I can't. I can't forget."

"Chris…by now, you've made just as many mistakes as she has. And if you haven't realized, it's not getting the two of you anywhere."

Chris sat there in silence, seeming to contemplate his entire situation. He stood up, throwing his hands up in frustration. "I don't know what to do anymore. It's like as much as I try to stay away from her, I somehow keep ending up near her. I need to just cut her out. Cut her out of my life period." He began to walk toward his bedroom. He paused just short of the door. "For now on, I will not talk to, talk about, or even think about her. I need her out of my life."

Christian watched his friend enter the room and shut the door behind him. "You are making such a big mistake Chris."