// And don't it make you sad about it \\
"You fucking bastard!" Edge yelled as he pushed Matt against the wall.
"What the fuck is wrong with you?" Matt asked.
"Why didn't you tell me everything you asshole?" Edge asked. "Why did you make me your partner in crime and leave me into the dark as to why your damn brother couldn't help you?"
"Can you shut the hell up?" Matt asked, wiping blood off of his lip.
Edge shoved Matt into an empty room. "You better tell me everything."
"I kept hearing things," Matt said. "I guess I really knew Lita didn't understand the word monogamous a few months ago."
"And you do?" Edge asked sarcastically.
"Look, I didn't want to lose my brother over her," Matt said. "So I kept quiet. Until she start screwing my best friend."
"Your world is just caving in isn't Matt?" Edge asked.
"I'm out from under it now," Matt shrugged.
"Just make sure of that before you drag Trish under," Edge said. "I can fend for myself but Trish has a hard time getting people to take her seriously."
"Yeah," Matt said. "Fine."
"I'm fucking serious Hardy," Edge said. "If Trish ends up hurt you will have to answer to me."
"Everyone gets hurt," Matt said. "It's the fucking real world we live in Edge."
"Don't tell me about the real world," Edge said. "In the real world, people don't go around and backstab each other."
"My ass," Matt said.
"I don't understand you," Edge said.
"Join the club," Matt said. "Can I go get ready for my match now?"
"Yeah," Edge said. "Sorry about hitting you."
"Don't be," Matt said. He opened the door and stopped.
"You two had better explain to me what the hell is going on," Trish said, her arms crossed over her chest.
*
// Now you tell me you need me \\
"I have to be a slut again for your revenge?" Trish asked in horror.
"Trish," Edge said.
"Shut up Edge," Trish said.
"I'm sorry Trish," Edge said. "If you want nothing to do with this I understand."
"Trish," Matt said softly. He had sat quietly while Edge explained everything to Trish. "Lita hates you and she thrives on being the girl everyone loves. We can't expose her very simply now. I'll just look like the bastard that chased her into the arms of other men. And she won't get anything she deserves."
"But Matt," Trish said. "I don't want to be that girl anymore."
"And I don't want to be the person who gets stepped on anymore," Matt said. "And I don't want Lita to get off free."
Trish's eyes filled with tears. "I hate you Edge."
"Trish," Edge sighed. "We didn't know anyone else we could trust."
"Yeah, well you won't know me when we are done with this damn plan," Trish said.
"Trish, if it's going to cost that much," Matt said. "It's not worth the price."
"Hey," Trish said, "at least I'll know you and Edge's true nature, won't I?"
"God Trish," Edge said. "What can I say to make this better?"
"You can't," Trish said, tears sliding down her cheeks. "Funny that making two women look like total tramps would bring the two of you together. Do you hate women?"
"Trish," Matt sighed. "Hate me. Not Edge."
"Don't think I don't hate you," Trish said. "I never got a chance to like you."
*
// You don't have to say what you did \\
"Can I sit?" Lita asked as she tentatively sat her tray next to Trish's tray.
"Yeah," Trish said, smiling softly at Lita.
"Thanks," Lita said. "I feel like I can't hang out with any of my old friends. It makes me want to cry being around them."
"I'm sorry," Trish said.
"Look at this," Edge said. "Two lovely ladies sitting together for breakfast. May I join you?"
"If it's okay with Lita," Trish said. She smiled at Edge, but he felt how little warmth was behind the smile.
"Yeah, sure," Lita said, smiling at the tall man.
"How are you Lita?" Edge said. "Your break up with Matt must suck. It's kind of public."
"I'm doing okay," Lita said. "Most of the time."
"Well, it looks like you've made a friend in Trish," Edge commented.
"Yeah," Lita said. "She's been great. I'm not normally friends with women, but Trish has been great."
"Not really," Trish said, moving her food around her plate. She had lost all interest in food once Edge sat at the table.
"Yeah you have," Lita said. "You really showed that you're a good person Trish."
"Thanks," Trish said softly. "Edge can you keep Lita company? I have to finish packing."
"It would be my pleasure," Edge said.
Lita looked down at her plate to hide the blush covering her cheeks.
*
// Cry me a river \\
Matt followed the sound of crying to find Trish outside her hotel room. He closed his eyes and went to kneel in front of her.
"What?" Trish asked him.
"You don't have to do this for me," Matt said. "If it hurts, stop."
"Showing a heart Matt?" Trish asked.
"I don't want to see you hurt," Matt said. "You don't deserve it."
"Yeah I do," Trish said. "Because part of me wants to show the world what a bitch she is."
"I can find another way Trish," Matt said.
"But you've already started this," Trish said. "Might as well follow through."
"Come on Trish," Matt said.
"No Matt," Trish said. "I can do this."
"I'm sure you can," Matt said. "But you don't have to."
"I never had to," Trish said. "I chose to."
"Then why are you crying?" Matt asked, wiping one of her tears off of her face.
"Because I want to do this," Trish said. "I should be disgusted with myself, but I'm not."
"I'm not disgusted with you either," Matt said.
Trish laughed through her tears, "Thanks."
"Anytime sweetie," Matt said. "C'mon, lets get into your room."
"Okay," Trish nodded, letting Matt help her to her feet.
"You fucking bastard!" Edge yelled as he pushed Matt against the wall.
"What the fuck is wrong with you?" Matt asked.
"Why didn't you tell me everything you asshole?" Edge asked. "Why did you make me your partner in crime and leave me into the dark as to why your damn brother couldn't help you?"
"Can you shut the hell up?" Matt asked, wiping blood off of his lip.
Edge shoved Matt into an empty room. "You better tell me everything."
"I kept hearing things," Matt said. "I guess I really knew Lita didn't understand the word monogamous a few months ago."
"And you do?" Edge asked sarcastically.
"Look, I didn't want to lose my brother over her," Matt said. "So I kept quiet. Until she start screwing my best friend."
"Your world is just caving in isn't Matt?" Edge asked.
"I'm out from under it now," Matt shrugged.
"Just make sure of that before you drag Trish under," Edge said. "I can fend for myself but Trish has a hard time getting people to take her seriously."
"Yeah," Matt said. "Fine."
"I'm fucking serious Hardy," Edge said. "If Trish ends up hurt you will have to answer to me."
"Everyone gets hurt," Matt said. "It's the fucking real world we live in Edge."
"Don't tell me about the real world," Edge said. "In the real world, people don't go around and backstab each other."
"My ass," Matt said.
"I don't understand you," Edge said.
"Join the club," Matt said. "Can I go get ready for my match now?"
"Yeah," Edge said. "Sorry about hitting you."
"Don't be," Matt said. He opened the door and stopped.
"You two had better explain to me what the hell is going on," Trish said, her arms crossed over her chest.
*
// Now you tell me you need me \\
"I have to be a slut again for your revenge?" Trish asked in horror.
"Trish," Edge said.
"Shut up Edge," Trish said.
"I'm sorry Trish," Edge said. "If you want nothing to do with this I understand."
"Trish," Matt said softly. He had sat quietly while Edge explained everything to Trish. "Lita hates you and she thrives on being the girl everyone loves. We can't expose her very simply now. I'll just look like the bastard that chased her into the arms of other men. And she won't get anything she deserves."
"But Matt," Trish said. "I don't want to be that girl anymore."
"And I don't want to be the person who gets stepped on anymore," Matt said. "And I don't want Lita to get off free."
Trish's eyes filled with tears. "I hate you Edge."
"Trish," Edge sighed. "We didn't know anyone else we could trust."
"Yeah, well you won't know me when we are done with this damn plan," Trish said.
"Trish, if it's going to cost that much," Matt said. "It's not worth the price."
"Hey," Trish said, "at least I'll know you and Edge's true nature, won't I?"
"God Trish," Edge said. "What can I say to make this better?"
"You can't," Trish said, tears sliding down her cheeks. "Funny that making two women look like total tramps would bring the two of you together. Do you hate women?"
"Trish," Matt sighed. "Hate me. Not Edge."
"Don't think I don't hate you," Trish said. "I never got a chance to like you."
*
// You don't have to say what you did \\
"Can I sit?" Lita asked as she tentatively sat her tray next to Trish's tray.
"Yeah," Trish said, smiling softly at Lita.
"Thanks," Lita said. "I feel like I can't hang out with any of my old friends. It makes me want to cry being around them."
"I'm sorry," Trish said.
"Look at this," Edge said. "Two lovely ladies sitting together for breakfast. May I join you?"
"If it's okay with Lita," Trish said. She smiled at Edge, but he felt how little warmth was behind the smile.
"Yeah, sure," Lita said, smiling at the tall man.
"How are you Lita?" Edge said. "Your break up with Matt must suck. It's kind of public."
"I'm doing okay," Lita said. "Most of the time."
"Well, it looks like you've made a friend in Trish," Edge commented.
"Yeah," Lita said. "She's been great. I'm not normally friends with women, but Trish has been great."
"Not really," Trish said, moving her food around her plate. She had lost all interest in food once Edge sat at the table.
"Yeah you have," Lita said. "You really showed that you're a good person Trish."
"Thanks," Trish said softly. "Edge can you keep Lita company? I have to finish packing."
"It would be my pleasure," Edge said.
Lita looked down at her plate to hide the blush covering her cheeks.
*
// Cry me a river \\
Matt followed the sound of crying to find Trish outside her hotel room. He closed his eyes and went to kneel in front of her.
"What?" Trish asked him.
"You don't have to do this for me," Matt said. "If it hurts, stop."
"Showing a heart Matt?" Trish asked.
"I don't want to see you hurt," Matt said. "You don't deserve it."
"Yeah I do," Trish said. "Because part of me wants to show the world what a bitch she is."
"I can find another way Trish," Matt said.
"But you've already started this," Trish said. "Might as well follow through."
"Come on Trish," Matt said.
"No Matt," Trish said. "I can do this."
"I'm sure you can," Matt said. "But you don't have to."
"I never had to," Trish said. "I chose to."
"Then why are you crying?" Matt asked, wiping one of her tears off of her face.
"Because I want to do this," Trish said. "I should be disgusted with myself, but I'm not."
"I'm not disgusted with you either," Matt said.
Trish laughed through her tears, "Thanks."
"Anytime sweetie," Matt said. "C'mon, lets get into your room."
"Okay," Trish nodded, letting Matt help her to her feet.