Hey guys! So I know it's been super long since I've updated but have no fear, I have returned. The best part is, I won't waste your time with senseless blabber and just get on with the chapter! Enjoy. We all know what I do and don't own by now.
Chapter 2: It's Best Served Cold
The crisp night air hit Trinity's sweat and other unnamed substance ridden face as soon as she exited the building. She couldn't even bring herself to utter a word right now. Her stomach, brain and all of her emotions were in knots and a mess at the moment. What the hell was she thinking? Not only did she just cheat on her husband but with one of his closest friends at that. Never in her entire life would she have ever imagined doing something so foul. Sure, he m ay have been the biggest asshole known to mankind, sure he may have made her feel like crap on a daily basis and even had his own infidelities but she made a promise to herself that never in a million years would she stoop to his level. Cradling her duffle bag and gear close to her chest as if she were clinging onto it for dear life, she finally made her way to her vehicle and unlocked the door quicker than she could say "Oh lord ;Which she done thirty times in the span of ten minutes a little while ago. Trinity unlocked the door and threw her belongings in the backseat. She hopped in the driver's seat, started up the engine and sped out of the desolate parking lot. The show had long ended and her fellow coworkers were out partying or at the hotel asleep. She was praying on every star hanging above her head that Jimmy was participating in the latter. The last thing she wanted to deal with was his big ass mouth. But it wasn't him that she was focused on that moment; it was Ambrose clouding her thoughts. Something about him was mesmerizing and breathtaking.
The way he grabbed her, the way he just grabbed her, took charge and made her feel alive. The entire situation was such a rush, one that she desperately needed despite how wrong it was. One thing was for certain; she was incredibly sore and wanting him all over again. She met an overpass; on the other side of it was the hotel she was booked at for the night. Five minutes later, she found herself arriving in the parking lot of the Hilton. Although she had begun to calm down somewhat, she was still a nervous wreck and just wanted to hop in the shower and get some rest. Wasting no time, she killed the engine, got out of the black rental Dodge Challenger, slung her purse and duffle over her shoulder and trekked towards the hotel entrance with a quick gait. She made a beeline across the lobby over to the elevator and chose the button for the second floor where she residing tonight. Trinity slipped her hand into her back pocket to retrieve her key card but soon realized it wasn't there. She done quick patdown of her entire frame before reaching the door with the numbers 263 engraved at the top. It was highly unlikely that he was in there but she figured it was worth a shot to try and just open it. The knob didn't budge a bit. She shifted her head downward before knocking but she spotted a small slip of paper beneath her sneakers. She bent down and began reading it. "Since you want to behave like a grimy bitch and come home late, feel free to sleep on the floor like one. Bark, bark." Her heart and stomach literally sank right there in the middle of the hallway. She crumbled up the letter when her fists clenched tightly. Never had she felt so disrespected by someone before in her entire life but being married to Jimmy, made this horrid treatment an everyday reality. She fought back tears and slammed her hand against the door frame when she heard a soft yet masculine voice call out to her from earshot.
"Trinity, you okay?" Just the person she needed to see; her best friend and coworker Nick Nemeth, better known as Dolph Ziggler. This guy had been through it all with her. He always knew how to make her laugh, smile and most importantly, he protected her like no one else ever had. He was also no stranger to how Fatu treated his best friend and he damn sure wasn't oblivious. For her sake and her sake only was the only reason he hadn't had his ass kicked. Trinity swiftly shifted her head in his direction and called out to him. He already knew what he had done seeing as how it wasn't the first time he had pulled such a childish stunt. "Locked you out again, huh?" Trinity just chewed viciously into her lower lip, only nodding her head in fear that if she spoke, tears would stream fully down her face. Nick just shook his head as he began coming closer. He swooped her bags onto his shoulder and grasped her hand as he led her into his room. No words were exchanged between the two, just soft glances at least until they were inside and the door was locked.
"So let me make sure I got this right. You come home after what is arguably one of the worst nights of your life just a tad bit late. He overreacts and verbally abuses you like he always does because he's a fucking bully and you're locked out of your own room like an animal?" Trinity just sat on the edge of the bed, cradling the arm of her jacket within her fist as she fought back tears. Nick just looked down at her and she resembled that of a puppy in the rain. It broke his heart in half and in return, he wanted to break Fatu's nose. He sat down on the bed next to her and wrapped a comforting arm around her upper back and shoulders. He fought back tears of his own and released a sigh before speaking.
"Trinity, you are one of the kindest, most beautiful, sweetest girls I've ever met. He doesn't appreciate you, hell he doesn't even love or respect you and I refuse to sit by and watch him do this to you! I see the scars all over your arms; I've seen the black eye and it's not right. Trinity, this relationship isn't right.
By this point, Nicholas was in hysterics, pacing about the room with fire in his eyes. He then kneeled down and took her hands into his own in hopes that what he was saying would reach her. "Listen to me. You deserve better than this. I can help you get out of this if you just let me help you." The tears were streaming down her face and his was bloodshot red. He cared so much about her and she was forever thankful to have someone like him in her life but she couldn't allow him to get caught up in her antics especially since she had foolishly yet unintentionally involved another person into them. She stroked his cheek with her trembling fingers and placed a soft kiss on his forehead.
"Thank you, Nicky. Thank you so much. I don't know what I'd do without you." She spoke as her voice cracked. She decided it best to just to go change, get a hot shower and rest. Tomorrow, who knew what stood before her but nothing could be done by losing sleep over it. Her dreams could take her to a far better place than the one she was in right now.s!