Mystery Hatred

Matt heard a knock at his hotel room door and he debated whether to stop kissing Lita and answer it or not. After the door was knocked on again he broke away from Lita and headed for the door. He looked through the peep hole and saw Trish standing there with a sad look on her face. He reluctantly opened the door, "What do you want?" He demanded angrily. Trish sighed, "I'm looking for Akasha." Lita pulled the door open completely, "Haven't you messed her up enough for one night!?" Trish lowered her head, "I need to apologize to her for what I did." Matt and Lita both pulled confused faces, "It isn't me who hates her and loves Jeff, although I did go out with him when we broke up I thought nothing of it, I moved on. But I was paid to put together the whole thing, including the steel in my shoes which I regret agreeing too." "So who did you do it for?" Lita demanded, determined to beat the hell out of her, "I can't tell you Lita, I wish I could. We're great friends, have been for years but if I tell you and she finds out I'll be in too much trouble to handle. All I can tell you is that she plans to tell it to Akasha's face when she gets back to RAW."

Matt gave Trish Jeff's phone number and told her to ring and explain to Jeff what had happened. Trish nodded and thanked them several times. She rounded the corner and smiled, "Suckers." She muttered as she handed the piece of paper to the person who had told her to get it, "Here you go." Trish said with a smile, "Thanks Trish, they're so stupid!" The woman looked to the paper in her hand and smiled, "I'm going to get Jeff from her. I loved him before her, even knew him before her. Just because she's a high flyer and I'm not doesn't mean she gets to have him. And now that I have his phone number I can ring him and confess my love." Trish nodded and was handed several hundred dollar bills, "I'll call you if I need you again Trish." The woman headed off and Trish sighed, "Why am I doing this?" She asked out loud, confused with the whole situation she had gotten herself and Akasha into.

Jeff tossed the keys on the kitchen table and opened the door again so Akasha could hobble inside. She threw herself onto the lounge and pulled her leg up and onto the coffee table while Jeff got the bags into the house. Once everything was inside he walked over to Akasha and sat down next to her, "Can I get you something?" He asked with a smile, moving the strands of hair from her face while she sat quietly in pain. She nodded, "Something with a lot of alcohol in it." He laughed and headed to the kitchen to fix her a drink, "You know you're welcome here any time you like." He said as he returned with her drink. He pulled out a spare key and put it in her hand. She opened her eyes and smiled, "Thanks Jeff." She kissed him on the cheek and took the drink, sculling it. The phone rang and Jeff picked up the cordless phone. "Hello, Jeff here." "Hey Jeff it's Matt. How's Akasha doing?" "She's doing fine, she's got herself a drink now." There was laughter on the other end of the line, "Trish showed up at out hotel room about half an hour ago. She apologized for what she did to Akasha and said someone paid her to do it." "You're kidding!? Who would do that?" "She wouldn't name the person but said that it's someone who likes you and hates Akasha." "Well how many people does that include?" Jeff asked sarcastically. There was a long pause, "I don't know Jeff but I gave Trish your number, hopefully she'll apologize over the phone. Watch Akasha, don't let her get hurt any more." Jeff nodded to himself, "Thanks for the warning Matt." "We all send our love. Tell Akasha to get better soon. Don't let her do anything stupid while she's there." Jeff laughed, "I'll try my best, see you later." He hung up the phone and turned to Akasha who was asleep. He decided not to tell her what his brother had told him, she had enough on her plate already.