// Now there's just no chance for you and me \\
Trish rubbed her eyes as she woke up. She laid her arm back down and was surprised to feel someone else in the bed. Her eyes fluttered open to see Matt Hardy holding her. She smiled as she remembered the night before.
He had walked her into her room and stayed with her until she calmed down. They had broken into the mini-bar and started playing poker. They started watching "Steel Magnolias" and Matt had held her while she cried. They must have fallen asleep.
"Morning," Matt said as he opened his eyes.
"Hey," Trish said.
"You look better today," Matt said.
"What's that mean?" Trish demanded.
"Happy," Matt said. "You look happy."
"Oh," Trish said. "I think I am. Nothing to do with the company I'm sure."
"Good to know," Matt said. "I hear he's a bastard."
"Me too," Trish giggled.
"I had a good time last night," Matt said.
"Me too," Trish said. Her eyes widened. "Someone must be worried about you Matt."
"I don't think so," Matt said. "I don't have a best friend anymore and it's been awhile since I've been able to talk to Jeff."
"Oh," Trish said. "I'm sorry."
"Don't be," Matt said. "He made the decision."
"I know," Trish said.
"I don't hate him," Matt said. "I mean, it's not like she only slept with Jeff. She likes men. I can't really begrudge her that."
"But she had you," Trish said.
"Apparently she didn't realize that," Matt said. He swung his feet over the bed and pushed his feet into shoes.
"Matt," Trish said, reaching out and placing a hand on his arm. "She was stupid."
"Thanks," Matt said, placing a hand on Trish's hand.
"Don't go," Trish said as Matt started to get off of the bed.
"Look Trish, I'm not going to do anything to hurt you because I'm so messed up over Lita," Matt said. "And from where I stand this could only end up hurting you."
"Matt," Trish whispered. "You won't hurt me."
"You don't want me Trish," Matt said, caressing her face.
"I think it's the other way around," Trish said. "You don't want me."
"I want to get out of this mess we're in before I even think about moving on," Matt said. "But I like you Trish. I didn't expect to, but I do."
"Okay," Trish said.
"I have to go," Matt said.
"Then go," Trish said.
*
// You may not have blown it \\ "Edge is really hot," Lita whispered to Trish.
Trish turned and looked at Edge talking to Kurt Angle. "Yeah. He's cute."
"He's been really sweet since I broke up with Matt," Lita said.
"He's a sweet guy usually," Trish said. She looked away and saw Matt walking down the hall. She smiled to herself and turned her attention back to Lita.
"Maybe I should take him up on a little offer he made me," Lita said.
"Edge?" Trish asked.
"Yeah, who else?" Lita asked.
"I thought you loved Matt," Trish said. Part of her wanted to believe that Lita had actually loved Matt.
"Well I did, I do," Lita said. "But sometimes a girl has just got to forget."
"I guess," Trish shrugged. "He is cute."
*
// I already know \\
"Hey," Edge said, meeting Lita at her hotel room like she had asked him to.
"I've been thinking about what you said the other day," Lita said, looking down at her shoes.
"Yeah?" Edge said.
"You want to spend the night?" Lita asked.
"Spend the night?" Edge asked, smiling at her. "I'm not a teenager Lita."
"You want to sleep with me?" Lita asked, pulling at Edge's shirt.
Edge dipped his head and brushed his lips against Lita's lips. "Yeah, I would."
"Why don't you come in then?" Lita asked, pushing the door open to let him in.
*
He didn't know why he was walking to her door. He knew all he wanted was revenge, but somehow it still hurt him.
"What are you doing here?" she asked when she opened the door.
"I don't know," he said.
"You want to come in?" she asked, her eyes filled with concern.
"I don't know," he said again. He pulled his hand through his hair.
"Why don't you?" she asked.
"I saw them together," he finally said. "I don't want to feel like this."
"Then get over it," she said. "You can, you know?"
"How?" he asked.
"I can't tell you how," she said.
"Can I come in?" he asked.
"Yeah," she said.
*
//The damage is done \\
It was done. And he still felt like crap. Even though she had taken him up on everything. Maybe he needed to tell his conscience to wake up.
"Hey," Trish whispered when she opened the door to him.
"It's done," Edge said, leaning against the door frame.
"What is?" Trish asked.
"Lita and I are sleeping together," he said.
"Oh," Trish said.
"Can I come in?" Edge asked.
"Actually," Trish said. "Now is not the best time."
"Who's here?" Edge asked.
"It's none of your business," Trish said.
"Like hell it's not," Edge said. "You might mess everything up!"
"I doubt that," a voice said from behind Trish.
"You fucking bastard!" Edge said, flying at Matt who had just slipped his pants on.
"Edge!" Trish exclaimed.
"What are you doing with him Trish?" Edge asked.
"That's my decision Edge!" Trish said. "Get off of him!"
"Fine," Edge said.
"Look, I don't need you being critical of my life," Trish said. "Remember who got me involved in this."
Edge looked at her and left the room quickly.
Trish rubbed her eyes as she woke up. She laid her arm back down and was surprised to feel someone else in the bed. Her eyes fluttered open to see Matt Hardy holding her. She smiled as she remembered the night before.
He had walked her into her room and stayed with her until she calmed down. They had broken into the mini-bar and started playing poker. They started watching "Steel Magnolias" and Matt had held her while she cried. They must have fallen asleep.
"Morning," Matt said as he opened his eyes.
"Hey," Trish said.
"You look better today," Matt said.
"What's that mean?" Trish demanded.
"Happy," Matt said. "You look happy."
"Oh," Trish said. "I think I am. Nothing to do with the company I'm sure."
"Good to know," Matt said. "I hear he's a bastard."
"Me too," Trish giggled.
"I had a good time last night," Matt said.
"Me too," Trish said. Her eyes widened. "Someone must be worried about you Matt."
"I don't think so," Matt said. "I don't have a best friend anymore and it's been awhile since I've been able to talk to Jeff."
"Oh," Trish said. "I'm sorry."
"Don't be," Matt said. "He made the decision."
"I know," Trish said.
"I don't hate him," Matt said. "I mean, it's not like she only slept with Jeff. She likes men. I can't really begrudge her that."
"But she had you," Trish said.
"Apparently she didn't realize that," Matt said. He swung his feet over the bed and pushed his feet into shoes.
"Matt," Trish said, reaching out and placing a hand on his arm. "She was stupid."
"Thanks," Matt said, placing a hand on Trish's hand.
"Don't go," Trish said as Matt started to get off of the bed.
"Look Trish, I'm not going to do anything to hurt you because I'm so messed up over Lita," Matt said. "And from where I stand this could only end up hurting you."
"Matt," Trish whispered. "You won't hurt me."
"You don't want me Trish," Matt said, caressing her face.
"I think it's the other way around," Trish said. "You don't want me."
"I want to get out of this mess we're in before I even think about moving on," Matt said. "But I like you Trish. I didn't expect to, but I do."
"Okay," Trish said.
"I have to go," Matt said.
"Then go," Trish said.
*
// You may not have blown it \\ "Edge is really hot," Lita whispered to Trish.
Trish turned and looked at Edge talking to Kurt Angle. "Yeah. He's cute."
"He's been really sweet since I broke up with Matt," Lita said.
"He's a sweet guy usually," Trish said. She looked away and saw Matt walking down the hall. She smiled to herself and turned her attention back to Lita.
"Maybe I should take him up on a little offer he made me," Lita said.
"Edge?" Trish asked.
"Yeah, who else?" Lita asked.
"I thought you loved Matt," Trish said. Part of her wanted to believe that Lita had actually loved Matt.
"Well I did, I do," Lita said. "But sometimes a girl has just got to forget."
"I guess," Trish shrugged. "He is cute."
*
// I already know \\
"Hey," Edge said, meeting Lita at her hotel room like she had asked him to.
"I've been thinking about what you said the other day," Lita said, looking down at her shoes.
"Yeah?" Edge said.
"You want to spend the night?" Lita asked.
"Spend the night?" Edge asked, smiling at her. "I'm not a teenager Lita."
"You want to sleep with me?" Lita asked, pulling at Edge's shirt.
Edge dipped his head and brushed his lips against Lita's lips. "Yeah, I would."
"Why don't you come in then?" Lita asked, pushing the door open to let him in.
*
He didn't know why he was walking to her door. He knew all he wanted was revenge, but somehow it still hurt him.
"What are you doing here?" she asked when she opened the door.
"I don't know," he said.
"You want to come in?" she asked, her eyes filled with concern.
"I don't know," he said again. He pulled his hand through his hair.
"Why don't you?" she asked.
"I saw them together," he finally said. "I don't want to feel like this."
"Then get over it," she said. "You can, you know?"
"How?" he asked.
"I can't tell you how," she said.
"Can I come in?" he asked.
"Yeah," she said.
*
//The damage is done \\
It was done. And he still felt like crap. Even though she had taken him up on everything. Maybe he needed to tell his conscience to wake up.
"Hey," Trish whispered when she opened the door to him.
"It's done," Edge said, leaning against the door frame.
"What is?" Trish asked.
"Lita and I are sleeping together," he said.
"Oh," Trish said.
"Can I come in?" Edge asked.
"Actually," Trish said. "Now is not the best time."
"Who's here?" Edge asked.
"It's none of your business," Trish said.
"Like hell it's not," Edge said. "You might mess everything up!"
"I doubt that," a voice said from behind Trish.
"You fucking bastard!" Edge said, flying at Matt who had just slipped his pants on.
"Edge!" Trish exclaimed.
"What are you doing with him Trish?" Edge asked.
"That's my decision Edge!" Trish said. "Get off of him!"
"Fine," Edge said.
"Look, I don't need you being critical of my life," Trish said. "Remember who got me involved in this."
Edge looked at her and left the room quickly.