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Brock and Dave were still trying to get to each other when Vince McMahon stepped between the two of them. "What is the meaning of this?" Vince's voice boomed through the hallway.
"He's sleeping with my girlfriend, that's what the meaning of this is." Dave hollored.
"I'm not sleeping with her, we're just friends, that's all. I'm engaged to Nicole." Brock shot back.
"If you're not sleeping with her, then why was she in your bed?" Dave snarled.
"Will you listen if I explain?" Brock said in a calm but stern voice. "Seeing as how Trish isn't conscious enough to explain."
Dave gave Brock a dirty look, "I didn't mean to hit her, I thought it was you."
"What about pinning her against the wall and twisting her arm to where she told you it hurt and you wouldn't let go?" Brock shot back at him with a slightly raised voice.
"Gentleman, enough. Let's be adults and go back to where we were headed. Dave are you willing to listen to Brock?" Vince intervened.
Dave rolled his eyes, "Yeah."
"Brock, go ahead." Vince said.
"We left the arena and she put her room key in the inside pocket of her jacket so it wouldn't get lost. Over the course of the night, she borrowed her jacket to Torrie. We came back here from the after-party and Trish realized that she didn't have her room key. She knocked on the door but Nidia wasn't there. So I told her that she could come and watch late night movies with me if she wanted. At first she hesitated, but I told her that I wasn't taking no for an answer. So I brought all of her stuff down to our room, and we watched movies. I didn't know if Shelton was coming back to the room or staying at Charlie's room, so she sat on my bed to watch movies. She fell asleep, and I didn't want to disturb her so I just let her be. I could just envision Shelton coming in to go to bed and climbing in bed with Trish, not a pretty sight. Nothing happened between us Dave, I swear on everything. Yeah things between Nicole and I are strained right now, but that doesn't mean I'm going to cheat on her with your girlfriend. I'm not like that. Yes we've become good friends, yes people joke and call us different names, but we're plutonic friends. That's all." Brock iterated. He wanted to make sure that Dave understood.
Inside the room, Trish started coming to, "Where am I?" She said looking up and seeing Nidia and Stephanie peering down at her.
"Trish, what's your name?" Nidia asked.
Steph slugged Nidia in the arm "That was slick, Trish, what's your name?"
Nidia giggled, "Sorry, didn't think about that."
Steph looked at Trish and held up 2 fingers, "How many fingers am I holding up?"
"2, what's going on?" Trish said groggily.
"Can you tell me what year it is and who the president is?" Nidia asked. "See I can get this right." She said with a smile.
Trish giggled a little, "Yes, it's 2003 and George W. Bush is the president."
"I think she'll be ok." Steph said to Nidia.
"Can you guys help me to the bathroom?" Trish asked warily. "I don't think I can make it there, I have a throbbing headache."
"That's because Dave planted you into the floor." Nidia grumbled.
They started to help her up, but when Steph grabbed Trish's arm to help her up Trish gasped in pain. Steph looked at it and it was all swollen and was turning an ugly shade of purple and yellow. "What happened to your wrist?" Steph asked.
"Dave called me a tramp and I went to slap him and he grabbed my arm and twisted it and pinned me to the wall." Trish explained.
"I'm calling the trainer to look at that because it doesn't look good." Steph said to her helping her up.
Nidia helped her to the bathroom and Steph called the trainer. Trish looked in the mirror and was shocked by what she seen, her whole left side of her face was already swollen horribly and the bruising was starting to set in. She had an unbelievable headache and her face throbbed. She was developing a black eye already and it had only been a couple of minutes. Nidia seen the tears well up in Trish's eyes and she went to her and held her.
"I can't believe this, I know it was an accident, but this is bad. Nid, I'm scared. I can't lie like this." Trish confessed through her tears.
"It's ok to be scared. Hon, I'm going to tell you something, I was in an abusive relationship when I was in high school, and I wouldn't wish that on my worst enemy. If you feel scared, don't go back." Nidia said to her rubbing her back.
"Maybe I'm over reacting, I mean, I know he was mad, but ." Trish started to ramble and Nidia soothed her.
"You don't have to worry about that right now, let's get you cleaned up." Nidia said to her and grabbed a washcloth. They wiped off the dried blood from her nose and lip.
Tony the trainer walked in with Steph and Trish came out holding her arm. "It hurts really bad and my head is killing me right around here," she said pointing to her black eye.
"Alright, we'll take a look at both." He said. He started to try and move Trish's wrist and feel it, and then he started to touch her eye, but she winced in pain. "We're going to need to take you to the E.R. you need some x-rays." He said to her.
"I'll take you if you would like." Steph offered.
"I'll come with if you want the moral support." Nidia offered.
"That would be great you guys, I'll buy lunch when we're done." Trish said with a slight smile.
They walked out of the room not realizing that Brock and Dave were sitting in the hallway with Vince and some of the other guys. Trish opened the door and all they could do was stare at her, they knew she looked like hell. Trish took a deep breath and started to walk down the hall. Dave went to go after her but Vince put a hand on his shoulder, "Now is probably not the time." He said gently.
Trish walked between Steph and Nidia down the hall. Brock couldn't believe the damage Dave had done to her. He knew it was an accident, but what about the arm he wondered.
"Do you two think that you can get along enough for us to leave?" Vince said to them.
Brock replied, "I know I can, I have to call Nicole."
"Yeah, I'm fine." Dave said quietly. He had seen Trish's face and was shocked. He knew he hit her hard, but he didn't think that it was that hard. Reality was starting to sink in now that he had cooled down. If everything that Brock said was true, then he had allowed himself to get sucked into the he said/she said game and had probably made a big mistake.
Brock looked at Dave, "If you want, you can hang in my room since you don't have one here. I'll talk out here, that's not a problem." Brock said handing him the room key. He could see the look in his eye, and as much as he wanted to hurt him for hurting Trish, he could feel for him too.
Dave looked up at him, "Thanks, I appreciate it. Listen, I'm ." He started to say but Brock cut him off.
"You don't have to say anything to me, we're ok." Brock said. "But, I have a phone call I need to make." And he walked off towards the sitting area. He whipped out his phone and called Nicole. Dave could hear him say, "Calm down, let me explain."
Dave slid the door key through and walked in and shut the door. The room was in shambles because of the fighting, and he could see Trish's blood on the floor from where she fell. He sat down and put his head in his hands.
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Brock and Dave were still trying to get to each other when Vince McMahon stepped between the two of them. "What is the meaning of this?" Vince's voice boomed through the hallway.
"He's sleeping with my girlfriend, that's what the meaning of this is." Dave hollored.
"I'm not sleeping with her, we're just friends, that's all. I'm engaged to Nicole." Brock shot back.
"If you're not sleeping with her, then why was she in your bed?" Dave snarled.
"Will you listen if I explain?" Brock said in a calm but stern voice. "Seeing as how Trish isn't conscious enough to explain."
Dave gave Brock a dirty look, "I didn't mean to hit her, I thought it was you."
"What about pinning her against the wall and twisting her arm to where she told you it hurt and you wouldn't let go?" Brock shot back at him with a slightly raised voice.
"Gentleman, enough. Let's be adults and go back to where we were headed. Dave are you willing to listen to Brock?" Vince intervened.
Dave rolled his eyes, "Yeah."
"Brock, go ahead." Vince said.
"We left the arena and she put her room key in the inside pocket of her jacket so it wouldn't get lost. Over the course of the night, she borrowed her jacket to Torrie. We came back here from the after-party and Trish realized that she didn't have her room key. She knocked on the door but Nidia wasn't there. So I told her that she could come and watch late night movies with me if she wanted. At first she hesitated, but I told her that I wasn't taking no for an answer. So I brought all of her stuff down to our room, and we watched movies. I didn't know if Shelton was coming back to the room or staying at Charlie's room, so she sat on my bed to watch movies. She fell asleep, and I didn't want to disturb her so I just let her be. I could just envision Shelton coming in to go to bed and climbing in bed with Trish, not a pretty sight. Nothing happened between us Dave, I swear on everything. Yeah things between Nicole and I are strained right now, but that doesn't mean I'm going to cheat on her with your girlfriend. I'm not like that. Yes we've become good friends, yes people joke and call us different names, but we're plutonic friends. That's all." Brock iterated. He wanted to make sure that Dave understood.
Inside the room, Trish started coming to, "Where am I?" She said looking up and seeing Nidia and Stephanie peering down at her.
"Trish, what's your name?" Nidia asked.
Steph slugged Nidia in the arm "That was slick, Trish, what's your name?"
Nidia giggled, "Sorry, didn't think about that."
Steph looked at Trish and held up 2 fingers, "How many fingers am I holding up?"
"2, what's going on?" Trish said groggily.
"Can you tell me what year it is and who the president is?" Nidia asked. "See I can get this right." She said with a smile.
Trish giggled a little, "Yes, it's 2003 and George W. Bush is the president."
"I think she'll be ok." Steph said to Nidia.
"Can you guys help me to the bathroom?" Trish asked warily. "I don't think I can make it there, I have a throbbing headache."
"That's because Dave planted you into the floor." Nidia grumbled.
They started to help her up, but when Steph grabbed Trish's arm to help her up Trish gasped in pain. Steph looked at it and it was all swollen and was turning an ugly shade of purple and yellow. "What happened to your wrist?" Steph asked.
"Dave called me a tramp and I went to slap him and he grabbed my arm and twisted it and pinned me to the wall." Trish explained.
"I'm calling the trainer to look at that because it doesn't look good." Steph said to her helping her up.
Nidia helped her to the bathroom and Steph called the trainer. Trish looked in the mirror and was shocked by what she seen, her whole left side of her face was already swollen horribly and the bruising was starting to set in. She had an unbelievable headache and her face throbbed. She was developing a black eye already and it had only been a couple of minutes. Nidia seen the tears well up in Trish's eyes and she went to her and held her.
"I can't believe this, I know it was an accident, but this is bad. Nid, I'm scared. I can't lie like this." Trish confessed through her tears.
"It's ok to be scared. Hon, I'm going to tell you something, I was in an abusive relationship when I was in high school, and I wouldn't wish that on my worst enemy. If you feel scared, don't go back." Nidia said to her rubbing her back.
"Maybe I'm over reacting, I mean, I know he was mad, but ." Trish started to ramble and Nidia soothed her.
"You don't have to worry about that right now, let's get you cleaned up." Nidia said to her and grabbed a washcloth. They wiped off the dried blood from her nose and lip.
Tony the trainer walked in with Steph and Trish came out holding her arm. "It hurts really bad and my head is killing me right around here," she said pointing to her black eye.
"Alright, we'll take a look at both." He said. He started to try and move Trish's wrist and feel it, and then he started to touch her eye, but she winced in pain. "We're going to need to take you to the E.R. you need some x-rays." He said to her.
"I'll take you if you would like." Steph offered.
"I'll come with if you want the moral support." Nidia offered.
"That would be great you guys, I'll buy lunch when we're done." Trish said with a slight smile.
They walked out of the room not realizing that Brock and Dave were sitting in the hallway with Vince and some of the other guys. Trish opened the door and all they could do was stare at her, they knew she looked like hell. Trish took a deep breath and started to walk down the hall. Dave went to go after her but Vince put a hand on his shoulder, "Now is probably not the time." He said gently.
Trish walked between Steph and Nidia down the hall. Brock couldn't believe the damage Dave had done to her. He knew it was an accident, but what about the arm he wondered.
"Do you two think that you can get along enough for us to leave?" Vince said to them.
Brock replied, "I know I can, I have to call Nicole."
"Yeah, I'm fine." Dave said quietly. He had seen Trish's face and was shocked. He knew he hit her hard, but he didn't think that it was that hard. Reality was starting to sink in now that he had cooled down. If everything that Brock said was true, then he had allowed himself to get sucked into the he said/she said game and had probably made a big mistake.
Brock looked at Dave, "If you want, you can hang in my room since you don't have one here. I'll talk out here, that's not a problem." Brock said handing him the room key. He could see the look in his eye, and as much as he wanted to hurt him for hurting Trish, he could feel for him too.
Dave looked up at him, "Thanks, I appreciate it. Listen, I'm ." He started to say but Brock cut him off.
"You don't have to say anything to me, we're ok." Brock said. "But, I have a phone call I need to make." And he walked off towards the sitting area. He whipped out his phone and called Nicole. Dave could hear him say, "Calm down, let me explain."
Dave slid the door key through and walked in and shut the door. The room was in shambles because of the fighting, and he could see Trish's blood on the floor from where she fell. He sat down and put his head in his hands.
**I'm going to try and get another chapter out here before I leave work. (5 hours) I should because I feel like I'm on a roll. If not, it'll be out on Monday. Please read and review!!**