Beth is normally a tough girl, and is definitely not one to cry but as soon as she saw that segment, tears started to fall down her cheeks. She didn't even want to see the Divas' match anymore; she just turned off the television and laid herself out on the couch hugging a pillow, with tears flowing from her eyes and mascara streaming down her face.

The sound of Beth's crying and sniffling was the only sound in the room as she tried to comprehend why he would lie about something like this. He should know her well enough to know, that if it were truly what was in the script, she wouldn't care if he had to do it. He was just doing his job. But why didn't he just tell her?

She tried to rationalize his actions, but she just couldn't find a reasonable explanation.

Beth felt foolish for falling for him, for loving him all these years, for believing he felt the same. He would never go for someone like her anyway; she was… different. She wasn't a girly girl, she was a tomboy and she thought he was okay with that; guess not. How could she be so stupid? How could she ever believe she was good enough for him? Good enough for anyone?

After crying for around three hours, Beth felt the need to talk to someone, or just be with a friend. She tried to call Mickie, but only got her voicemail. Beth tried to suppress her tears as she left a message for her best friend.

"Umm, Mickie, umm, it's me, Lizzie, umm, give me a call back when you get this message… okay? Okay. Umm. I need to talk to you about something… kinda important. All right? Call me back. Bye."

Beth hung up the phone knowing that she didn't hide her tears very well and made her way to the bedroom to lay herself out on her bed and cry herself to sleep.

No sooner had she made herself comfortable on her bed, her phone started to ring.

"Hello?"

"Uhh, Beth, I was wondering if-have you been crying?"

Beth sniffed and wiped her eyes as if the person on the other end of the phone could see her. "No…"

"Well, something is wrong. What's up?"

"Nothing. I don't want to sound rude, but what was it you needed?"

"Um, I just wanted to know if you had the number of the next hotel we are staying at. I have called like everyone in my phone and nobody has it."

"Yeah I do, hang on."

"You rock."

Beth gave the person the number and preceded to ask, "Was that all you needed?"

"No, now I need to know what's bugging you. It'll make you feel better to talk about it."

"I'm fine really."

"I don't believe you."

Beth couldn't help but giggle a little. Her heart was still broken but she could forget about it when she talked to this person.

Beth talked on the phone for hours. There was just something about the person on the other end that made her feel better.

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The next morning was Saturday morning and Beth had slept in. She needed her rest; she stayed awake most of the night due to her tears. She awoke to several notifications on her phone. Four missed calls, a voicemail, and three text messages. Three of the missed calls were from Mickie's phone and the last one was from Cody. Beth checked her voicemail to find it was from Mickie's phone. She could hear Mickie repeating, "Hello? Hello?" before she started frantically telling Beth to make sure and call her back because she was very worried and all the while Beth could hear Barbie in the background in a panic. "We shouldn't have left her." "Is she okay?" "Is she picking up?" "Why isn't she answering?" "I knew we shouldn't have trusted him." "I swear if he hurt her." It made Beth smile that her friends cared this much. After she checked her text messages, she would be sure to give them a call and probably invite them over too.

One text was from Mickie:

"Lizzie! Please answer me! I'm worried about you! What happened last night?"

One was from Barbie:

"Betttthhhhhh! You need to call Mickie or me back like nowwwwww! I'm worried sick about you hun! Where are yoouuuuu?"

And one was from Cody:

"Hey baby, I will meet you for lunch this afternoon if you're up to it, to make up for missing our date last night. I'm sorry. I tried to call you but I got your voicemail. Say around 1ish?"

Beth ignored that last text and dialed Mickie's number.

"Hello?"

"Hey Mickz."

Mickie covered the mouthpiece with her hand then yelled out, "BARBIE! IT'S BETH!"

Barbie rushed over and her and Mickie shared the phone.

"Hey Beth. Are you okay girl?" Barbie asked.

"Not gunna lie ladies, I feel like shit."

"Why? What's wrong?" Mickie asked.

"Something happened last night. And, um… Actually, why don't you come over and I'll tell you all about it."

"You don't have to ask us twice. Hang tight. We'll be there in 5 minutes."

Five minutes later, Barbie and Mickie were at Beth's door. Beth let them in and they all proceeded to the sitting room.

"So what when down last night? Did Cody say or do something to you?" Mickie asked. When Beth didn't reply, just simply looked down, Barbie gasped and asked, "He didn't hit you did he? Because I swear on my grandmother's grave if he did-"

"Barbie, he didn't hit me."

Barbie put a comforting hand on her friend's back. "Then, what's wrong?"

Beth didn't reply, she just simply reached in front of her to the coffee table and picked up her MacBook. She opened it and pulled up YouTube. She searched for the Smackdown of the previous night. She clicked on a clip and enlarged it to full screen. Kaitlyn was telling off Vickie Guerrero.

Barbie and Mickie were both very confused. Barbie spoke up.

"Beth, what is this?"

"Just watch," Beth said.

Mickie and Barbie watched as Kaitlyn walked down the hallway, victorious over Vickie. Then, Cody walked up.

Mickie and Barbie watched in horror as Cody kissed Kaitlyn. When the segment finished, Mickie slammed the MacBook shut and looked over at Beth who was now crying into a pillow with her head turned away from the screen.

"Did he tell you about this?" Barbie asked as she motioned to the computer.

Beth just wiped her tears and shook her head "no".

"That's it! That no good-" Barbie started, but Mickie stopped her.

"Barbie."

Beth sniffed and wiped her tears again. "I just don't get it. Why would he do this? I- I thought he loved me." Beth paused to let a few tears fall from her eyes. "I suppose this is my fault. Maybe if I was prettier, or skinner, he wouldn't want to stray."

Mickie and Barbie looked at their broken hearted best friend and could not believe that she actually believed that. She was a great girl, and as far as they were concerned, it's Cody's loss.

"Elizabeth Kylee Kocanski, you can not blame yourself for this! You are beautiful and smart and fun to be around. If Cody can't see that, then you know what? Screw him! He doesn't deserve you anyway." Mickie stated.

"Yeah, girl. Cody is an ass. And how dare he cheat on you, with her of all people. He just met the bitch like a day ago." Barbie added.

"And what about her? She's just as much to blame. Why would she go through with this knowing he was in a committed relationship? And what makes it worse is that she knows you, and says she looks up to you." Mickie said.

Beth stopped crying a little and wiped her tears again.

"He wants to meet me for lunch in about," Beth looked at her watch, "an hour."

"You're not going are you?" Barbie asked.

Beth bit her bottom lip nervously and looked down.

"No you're not! Come on, Beth!"

"Barbie you don't get it okay!"

"What don't I get! He is willing to hurt you and has the nerve to invite you to lunch like he is innocent! And you're going to go!"

"Barbie is right Beth. He clearly doesn't care in the least. He would have told you about this if he cared about you at all."

"Mickie, please don't say that. He does care about me."

"Beth, I hate to be blunt, but open your eyes! He doesn't love you!"

Beth couldn't contain herself anymore and she just blurted it out,

"BUT I LOVE HIM!"

This took both Mickie and Barbie aback. Beth hadn't said she loved a man in many years and she had never said it with such passion in her voice.

"I love him. H-he makes me feel so- so… beautiful. And I- I just- I just don't wanna give that up."

Beth was still crying and mascara stains still lingered on her face. Barbie and Mickie didn't say anything else, they just hugged their friend. They always knew Beth didn't have much self-esteem, but they didn't realize it was this low.

After a few minutes Mickie spoke again.

"So, Bumble Bee, you really wanna go to this lunch?"

Beth sniffed again and answered, "Call me crazy, but… yeah. I do. I mean, maybe he didn't tell me because he was afraid I would act this way. I mean, we don't have any proof that he cheated on me and I can get over emotional at times."

"Bee, look at me. Stop trying to find a way to blame yourself for all of this, because I promise, none of it is your fault." Barbie said and wiped a few tears from her friend's eyes.

"You have been a great girlfriend, and he just doesn't know what he has in you," Mickie said.

Since Beth had seemed determined to go to lunch with Cody, Mickie and Barbie did the only thing they could do at this point. They helped her get ready. I mean, there was no convincing her not to go.