Title: Good at Being Bad

Disclaimer: Don't own the characters, don't sue.

Note: All italics mean what the characters are thinking

Credit: song sung by Britney Spears

Dedication: This chapter's dedicated to Voodoo Fighting Weasel. Her uplifting reviews always makes my day, lol. And also because she was the first one to review my story :) Thank you.

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Christian had believed everything she had said, line, hook, and sinker. Molly had told him, that someone had threatened to hurt Christian if she didn't break up with him, and that she didn't want him hurt, that she had loved him. He had tried to tell her he'll find out who ever had threatened her, but Molly replied saying that it was too dangerous, that if anything had happened to Christian, she wasn't sure if she could go on. He had been scared about that, so agreed to break up with her.

Life has never been easier Molly smiled, as she walked down the halls.

Today, she had a specific goal. She had set her sights on someone new….someone different…someone who was a winner, like……Jeff Hardy.

"Jeffy!" Molly called out, waving her arms, skipped over to where he was sitting, which was at the side of the ring.

"Hey Molly, how are you?"

"Oh, we shouldn't talk about me, we should talk about you," Molly giggled, poking his shoulder.

Molly plopped down on Jeff's lap, wrapping her arm around his shoulder. To anyone else it looked like two friends having a friendly talk. But Molly knew this was just another part of her hidden agenda. An agenda no one would ever get to see.

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"Aww, look at the time, I have to go get ready for my match tonight. Bye Jeffy," Molly playfully made a loud kiss on his forehead.

Only after Molly had left, Matt who had been watching the whole ordeal sat down next to Jeff.

"You two looked awfully cozy, something I should know about?"

"Naw, bro. You know I wouldn't do that to Beth." Jeff replied.

"I hope so…I just hope so."

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Lita carried her sports bag into the small two-bedroom hotel room.

"This is certainly…. small."

Spike shrugged, "I told you it was small, I never seem to get the best rooms."

Lita sat down on her side of the room, turning the radio on.

Oh yeah
You don't have to say what's on your mind
'cause I know where you've been
give it up and leave it all behind
and let me begin

When she heard the beginning lyrics of the song, she listened.

Come and hold my hand
let me show how friends should be
I will make it alright
let me make it clear
you can put your trust in me
yes I will be there

Tears silently started to fall from her eyes.

When you need someone
you just turn around
and I will be there
when you're feeling low
baby let me know
and I will be there
Won't you let me make it up to you

She thought back to the time when she had met Matt.

"Hey, you're pretty good," The handsome raven-haired boy had told her.

"Thanks, I've seen you around here, you're not so bad yourself," Lita smiled.

"What company do you have set for your goal?" He asked.

"The WWF, no other. It's always been my dream."

"Hey me too! I think this is the start of a beautiful friendship as corny as that sounds."

"I don't think it's corny, rather I couldn't agree with you more."

That seemed so long ago, now Matt hardly looked her way. She had grown close to Jeff as a brother when she had met him in the Indys only a week after she had met Matt, but now Jeff didn't talk to her either.

Just take a stand
I'll be here for you
now and forever
give one more chance
to show you how much I care
I'll be there
When you need someone
just turn around
and I will be there
when you're in sorrow
just let me know and I will be there

This is how it should have been; they should have trusted me enough to know I wouldn't lie. Lita didn't know why Matt had thought she had a crush on Edge. They didn't even give her a chance to talk, chance to tell them the truth.

Spike wrapped his arm around Lita, turning her to that she was looking at him. "It's going to be ok Lita. Everything that happens was meant to happen." Spike said, as if he knew just what was on her mind.

She leaned her head on his shoulder, and cried, cried until she had no more tears to cry, falling into a restless sleep.

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"Hey Trish, want to come over to my hotel room tonight? I'll give you a night you'll never forget, you'll find that it's a lot better than the others you did it with," Tommy Dreamer smirked, high fiving with Hugh Morris.

"Fuck off," Trish mumbled, trying to rush past them quickly but Tommy blocked her way.

"So what do you say baby? Most people would pay to sleep with me, but for you, I'll consider a discount," He wrapped his arm around her hip, pulling her close and tried to pull her into a rough kiss, but his hold on her loosened Trish low blowed him.

"Asshole," Trish whispered to into his ear before letting him go, making him fall to the ground in pain.

She glared at Hugh, as if to say if he came a step closer, he would get the same fate that Tommy had gotten.

Hugh held his hands in the air and backed away.

Trish turned and walked away, only her eyes betraying the hurt that she felt in the inside about what Tommy had said.

Just a slut, Just a whore, Just everyone's little toy.

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"We're going to be late Lita, come on," Spike yelled from the door, his bag and her sport's bag on his shoulder.

Lita took one last look at herself in the mirror before rushing out of the bathroom. "I'm ready, I'm ready."

She rushed out of the room, so she never realized she had left her necklace, the necklace that she had kept around her neck for the past eight years, the only thing left of the friendship she had shared with Matt.

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Note: Ok ok, you don't have yell at me, I know this chapter is pretty short but hey I just came back from 3 hours of homework and I managed to finish this chapter just for you guys! Call that dedication? I THINK SO, lol j/k hehe. I hope there's more great reviews in my future :)