A/N: Okay well here it is...I was nursing a hangover all day. But I just had to finish this sadly lackluster chapter. Hopefully I can get past all this and get into some good stuff. Hopefully! lol Anyhoo I do still hope you enjoy it. Since it took me almost three...long...never ending days...I feel mad at myself! lol This chapter could have been better no it SHOULD have been better. But here it is none the less! So do so enjoy!
Disclaimer: My god...I own nothing...nothing nothing NOTHING.
The day flew on by like it normally did nothing much went on during the day. It was quiet and quiet was good for Mickie.
She just wanted to get away from all the crazy title drama going on around her. So Mickie called up the one person she figured who would want to spend some time with her until things started picking up again.
Melina Perez.
"I thought you liked cherry pie?" Mickie asked giving her a slight grin. But the look on her face never changed.
Melina picked at the pie in her plate "I'm not really hungry." Melina pushed the plate away and leaned back against the chair.
The two of them were sitting inside a small restaurant nothing to fancy. But it was someplace to eat, "why? You look so down. What's going on Melina?"
"I don't know but things are going to be changing soon."
Mickie eyed her "what do you mean changing?"
Melina let out a sigh "Mickie you're not going to like and I-
Melina stopped herself. She wasn't fully sure what to say to her she had no intention of hurting Mickie during this process.
But some things just kept popping up like those stupid blondes! "Look Mickie I don't really want to talk about it right now."
"But it seems important."
Melina shrugged "it sort of is. But I don't believe talking about it going to convince you that I didn't do a damn thing."
Mickie chuckled "what did you do murder the townspeople? Because I doubt I can think any less of you. That is of course you are going back to your evil Melina ways."
Mickie gave her a look…yeah a look.
"I'm not but you'll think differently." Mickie put her fork down and took a sip of her ice tea.
"Why is that? What did you do that's so horrible?"
Melina shook her head "it's not what I did it's what your going to think of me. Some stuff has come to my attention Mickie. Things you aren't going to peculiarly like I can't plead innocence Mickie because I just can't. It wouldn't be right."
"But if you didn't do anything wrong then why won't you plead innocent?" the conversation was quickly going down hill and a sick feeling was making its way up.
Worry began to enter Mickie's mind and now she needed to know.
"Because you're going to here it from someone…someone who is supposedly more trustworthy then me! When really she's just a backstabbing bi-
"Okay…I get it but I doubt I'll be believing lies from someone who supposedly better then you. That's like listening to Ashley on the mic it's horrible! She sounds like nails on a chalk board!"
Melina smiled "glad to see your frown turning upside down."
"How I managed to know someone like you I will never know Mickie James. All I know is I'm very lucky."
Mickie nods not fully sure of what to say she quickly looks back up as Melina places her hand lightly onto Mickie's.
"I mean that…and I'm sorry for whatever is about to go down." After they finished their pie the two of them made their way back to the hotel.
Mostly doing what they normally did keeping their chat innocent not that it mattered at this point. Mickie had someone…well she hoped she did.
The two eventually found themselves outside of Mickie's hotel room. Another late night meant getting on the road tomorrow difficult although she was sure that was the last thing on Melina's mind.
"Look take it easy alright, things have a funny way of working out. Whatever it is Melina I'm sure it won't ruin our new found friendship. We still have Assley to take out."
They both gave each other a smile "your right Mickie. I just hope you think the same way when the shit hits the fan."
Mickie placed a hand upon her shoulder "I don't think it will be as bad as it sounds."
Melina nodded "okay then…I'll talk to you tomorrow." Mickie gave the seemly depressed looking woman a smile before quietly going into her hotel room.
She tossed off her shoes and kicked them to the side before hopping onto the hotel bed. Mickie relished grabbing each pillow she could pulling them close to her body.
She was tired, annoyed and now worried. What was so wrong that Melina had done now? Surely her view had changed on the woman over the course of a mere week or so.
Was it more? Well she wasn't sure at this point things were just flying by so quickly Mickie was lucky if she could swim up for air every once and awhile.
Letting out a sigh of relief Mickie almost curled up into a ball and fell asleep. Well it was obvious she would have if it hadn't been for the pounding at her hotel door.
Mickie grunted and pulled herself off what seemed like a comfy bed she trudged over to the door. Pulling it open she could feel her heart sink, and her mind flash with images.
No words came out and nothing seemed to be working. It was as if her mind shut off and now she was simply staring at her as she stood in her doorway.
"Mickie?" she waved a hand in front of the other woman who seemed caught in a trance.
"Oh…um…T-Trish?" The blonde smiled sweetly and quietly entered the dark hotel room.
"Hey Mickie long time no see."
Trish surveyed the room quietly with her ever so evil lingering eyes.
"What are you doing here?"
Trish snapped her head towards Mickie "oh little old me? Nothing much just heard some nasty rumors concerning you."
Mickie let out a small huff "I take it you're the reason why Melina hasn't been herself all day?" Trish chuckled.
"I suppose you could put the blame on me. I mean for numerous reasons but really Mickie you should take a good close look at your friends."
Mickie rolled her eyes, "since when has that been a concern for you? The moment you walked out those arena doors I haven't heard a peep out of you. So what makes you think I'm going to let you walk into my hotel room and try and feed me some of this bullshit!?"
Trish shrugged "well because of this." Trish pulled the crumpled up letter from her pocket and handed it to Mickie.
"This is the real letter I wrote to the WWE. Explaining why I needed to take my time off."
Mickie looked at the white sheet of paper her eyes locking with Trish's. In a quiet stare "how do I know this isn't some kind of trick to get back at me? I mean didn't I brea-
"Mickie don't bring up the pointless facts of the past. What's done is done I don't want to go back in time. I just wanted to give you that letter. Maybe you'll think it all over or maybe you won't. I'm not you so I wouldn't know…but Mickie. Just keep in mind what Melina has done to you before…don't think she wouldn't hesitate to take you out for that title."
Trish smiled softly at Mickie before running her hand lightly across the side of her cheek.
"How I've missed you and you don't even know it. I'll see you around Mickie…I have a feeling I'll be around for awhile." Trish lightly placed a kiss on her forehead before quietly leaving the hotel room.
Mickie shuddered at the thought this surely would be a problem.
There done! lol r and r cause I adore you guys!