I tried to go on like I never knew you
I'm awake but my world is half asleep
I pray for this heart to be unbroken
But without you all I'm going to be is incomplete
- That was cruel and unfair. - Trish said as she came into Jeff's locker room. When Jeff turned around to face her, she saw a blood streaming down his face. He had cut himself a bit higher his left eyebrow during the match. Trish felt sick in her stomach. Watching him hurt was way more than she could take. Of course she was angry of what has he done to Chris, but again. . . she couldn't see him like that.
- Trish. . . - he whispered as he saw her. He hadn't spoke to her for such a long time and when he saw her the last time was when he saw her on screen. Her vizit shocked him. Also he knew very well of what is she doing here.
- Jeff you can't act like this. Chris' such a nice and wonderful guy, he didn't deserve it. . .
- It was a match Trish. - he cut her. - I did what I'm supposed to do in my match.
- Oh, so you're supposed to beat your oponent even after when the match is over?
- Let me get this straight. - Jeff said. - He was too busy ( or too afraid ) to come here to talk to me himself, so he send you to give me this moral, right?
- I'm not giving you a moral and no, he didn't send me. - Trish responded. - For that matter he even asked me to not go here, but I wanted to. . . to ask you. . .
- To ask me what? - Jeff asked
- Why?
- Why? What are you talking about? - he shacked his head a little confused
- Why are you doing this? Hurting him like that?
- Can't you see? - Jeff asked. - Isn't it obvious? I can't take you being with him. I can't see you two together hanging out, laughing, flirting. I just. . . I can't, understand me?
- Jeff this. . . we are long over. . .
- Are we? - She looked at the ground. Anything but not this. - Or are you just trying to convince yourself that we are?
- YOU CHEATED ON ME! - she cried out. - You broke my heart into millions of peaces. You don't have any rights in the world to say me this! - and before he could respond, she was gone.
Truth hurts.
- You're happy of being who you are? - Randy asked as he came behind Chris
- And who am I? - Chris turned around
- A rebound. - Randy smiled. - I know she's a pretty girl and stuff, but how disappointed of love and relationships should you be, to be in love with a girl, who will never and I mean ever, fall in love with you as well? - he asked
- Well it's still better than to be dating the bitchiest woman of the WWE. - Chris responded - It's so much better, than to be a man, who all the wrestlers are laughing behind his back of.
- Whoa! Do you know who are you talking with? - Randy asked. - At least they're laughing behind my back and not in front of me, because they're affraid of me. So when you'll speak to me again, you better make sure are you talking with the right person Jericho.
- The same stuff I can tell to you. - Chris responded. - I may look like a good, nice, helpful weak boy, but if you'll mess with me, I will show you why exactly they call me the Lionheart. - he said as both men shared their death-glares, unfortunately, they were interrupted by the crying blonde, who fall straight to Chris' arms. It was Trish.
I know it's short and also I know that I haven't update it for a while, but. . . TODAY IS MY B-DAY! =). . . so I hope you'll forgive me :)