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Trish walked outside with her bags and began to look for her car. Then she realized that she had pawned off her rental car because she was riding with Brock. Trish let out a scream and threw one of her bags down on the ground and started crying harder. She was so frustrated with the way that everything was going and she was in so much pain she could hardly think. She felt someone put a hand on her shoulder.
She turned around and Brock was standing there, "Hey, are you ok?" He asked lightly.
She shook her head no and started to sob out loud. She was crying so hard that he couldn't make out a lot of what she was saying. He held her and rubbed her back and got her to calm down. "Feel better now?"
She shook her head no again and looked up at him, "I just made my headache worse. Do you know of any cab companies around here?"
"Why do you need a cab?" Brock asked.
"I pawned off my rental because I was riding with you, and now I can't wrestle so I'm going home." Trish said. "So I need to find a way to the airport."
"Well, I'm headed to the airport because I'm leaving too late to get the house show on time by car, so I'm flying out, do you wanna ride?" Brock asked.
"Are you sure it's not too much trouble?" Trish asked.
"I'm sure." Brock replied. "But I'm carrying your bags."
Just as Trish was about to protest Brock held up his hand, "I don't want to hear it, I'm carrying your bags like it or not."
She stuck her tongue out at him and got into the car.
On the way to the airport, he would glance over at her and she seemed like she was in another world. "Trish, are you going to be ok?"
"Yeah, I'm just sore, I'm tired, and I'm stressin'. I don't know what to do, I have so much floating through my mind right now I don't know where to start." Trish said leaning on his arm. "Are you and Nicole ok?"
"I don't know. I sugar-coated it when I told Dave because I didn't want him to worry about it, but honestly," Brock started to say and his whole demeanor had changed, "I'm not sure. She was already all upset like I told you, and this thing just added to it. When I go home, she said that we're going to figure out where we are and where we stand."
"Oh Brock, I'm so sorry." Trish said. She felt really bad, especially since the incident involving her is what pushed Nicole over the edge.
"It's ok, I mean, I don't know what to think. In a way, like I was telling you, I feel like when two people are happy in love, they shouldn't have to fight for it. But then on the other hand, I feel like maybe love should be worth fighting for? I think about Mya and I think about all of the ups and downs that Nicole and I have been through, and I just don't know what I think anymore." Brock said sadly.
Trish patted his hand, "If you ever need anything, you let me know. I mean it, I know I'm in Toronto, but it's not that far from Minnesota. That's what planes are for."
Brock gave her a slight smile, "Thanks Trish, for everything."
"Not a problem, glad to be here to try and help." Trish said. "If you want to save your relationship, can I make a suggestion?"
"Sure, what's that?"
"Do you ever notice that things aren't the way that they were back when you guys were really happy? If so, reach back there and pull something out of your bag. Make plans and surprise her. Show up with flowers or a teddy bear or just something that would make her smile. Sometimes, a woman just needs to be reminded that they're loved even if they hear it, sometimes they have to feel it." Trish said in a reminiscent tone.
"That's a good idea Trish, thanks." Brock replied. He had the feeling that Trish knew exactly what she was talking about just from the way that she said it.
They got to the airport and he brought her luggage to the baggage area and gave her a hug, "Take care of yourself, and I'll talk to you later." Brock said holding her.
"I will, and again, if you need anything let me know." Trish reiterated.
Brock nodded, "I will."
Trish grabbed her carry-on and headed towards her gate. She knew that this trip home was going to be an interesting one.
Trish arrived at her house, she made sure that Dave wasn't there by checking the garage and she pulled in her driveway and sat there for a moment. She took a deep breath and walked in. Thankfully Melissa had left a note saying that she brought Natalie out to the park. Trish ran upstairs to grab a few things and she headed out to her mom's house. She decided to give her a heads up first, so she called her.
"Hello?"
"Mom, hey it's me." Trish said rubbing her forehead.
"Hi honey, are you ok?" Trish's mom asked. She normally didn't call her when she was on the road unless she was injured or if there was something going on.
"Well, actually no, no I'm not. Is dad home?" Trish asked nervously.
"No, he's on the road until Friday."
"Good, I'll be there in about 5 minutes, but warning, I really need some Advil." Trish said to her.
"Ok hon, I'll have it waiting for you." Her mom said confused.
"See ya." Trish said and hung up.
Soon Trish found herself pulling in her mom's driveway. She got out and shut the car door quietly. She had taken some Tylenol on the plane and it didn't help at all. She couldn't believe how sore she was. She walked in and called for her mom softly.
Her mom came around the corner and gasped. Trish took off her sunglasses and looked at her mom, "Hi mom."
She went to her and held her, "Honey what happened to you? I thought you said nothing serious happened to you during your match."
"Mom, this didn't happen during my match, this happened the day after my match." Trish said quietly. "Where's the Advil?"
Her mom went and got it and brought it out to her with a large glass of water, "Ok, explain."
Trish went over the whole thing and showed her the discoloration of her wrist and she took the bandage off and showed her the bruising along the fraction of her orbital bone. "So, I can't wrestle until I'm healed. And I told Dave I needed some time. Mom, I had flashbacks of Mark and I accidentally told Dave about him."
"Why did you "accidentally" tell him? You weren't going to tell him?"
"No, it's not exactly a real conversation starter, Gee, my ex-boyfriend used to beat me so bad that I would be hospitalized and that was after I left him. No I wasn't going to tell him. I don't normally think about it too much unless I'm in a situation that makes me think of him." Trish said sarcastically.
"Well, what do you think of Brock?" Her mom asked.
"Excuse me?"
"Don't beat around the bush with me, it sounds like you and Brock have become such great plutonic friends because within each other you have found the perfect mate. But you're both currently in love with other people so you're filling the voids that you have with the mates your currently with with each other's companionship."
Trish shut up and sat back in the couch and just pondered what her mom had just said. It made sense, they were both with other people, but they did find themselves having a lot in common, they're personalities clicked perfectly, hell even upon conversation they found that their sexual styles were even similar. "Keep going."
"How do you feel about him? How does he feel about you? How do you truly feel about Dave? How does he truly feel about his girlfriend? These are questions that you need to think about, and then start pondering your relationship with Dave. The problem with great plutonic friends is that sooner or later human nature takes over and you begin to question what would it be like if you were together or if you slept together. It's just something that happens. Sometimes the best way to answer the questions is to experiment. Otherwise, you just keep pushing the questions to the back of your mind and sometimes they can sub-consciously start to pull you out of your current relationship." Her mom explained.
"Wow, that's heavy mom. I've never thought about it like that before." Trish said in amazement.
"Now these are just my thoughts on the situation, do with them what you will. But, in your case, you really need to think this through. You're with a guy who has a past history of abuse, and god knows what else, is that the kind of future you want to create? Is he willing to change? Are you willing to compromise on things that may come up as conflicts? And he has 3 kids, not that that's a big deal but it's a lot to take on out of the blue. That's just some of the things that you need to think about." Her mom brought up.
Trish looked down, "Yeah I know. I mean, I know that I love him, but there's just so much out there, I really need to be careful. Now Dave is staying at the house and I'm going to grab a hotel for a couple days until I'm ready to face him. I told him that I would call him and that he shouldn't leave."
Her mom cut her off, "He's staying at your house while you go to a hotel? Hon, that's backwards, it's your house."
"Mom, I know, but he has the girls and his rehab. I don't want him dragging everything all around if he doesn't have to. I don't mind, honestly. I told him to."
Her mom shook her head. "Well, if you want, you can stay here. That way you're not at a hotel."
"I'll think about it, I've already booked a room for tonight, but I'll let you know. I have a couple things I've got to do." Trish said standing up.
"I think that you and Dave need this time apart to figure out what you both really want and what you're both willing to give and take to make this relationship work. And you and Brock should figure out some things that we've already gone over." Her mom started in again.
"Yes mom, I'll do that. Look," She said kissing her on the cheek. "I appreciate your advice, you really helped to open my eyes to a lot of things. I'll call you tomorrow." And she headed out to her car.
"Be careful. Don't play with fire unless you're willing to get burned." Her mom said to her.
Trish waved and headed out to the hotel.
**Please continue to read and review! What will Trish do? Does she have anything up her sleeve? What are Trish's true feelings for Brock and Dave? Please let me know what pops in your head regarding everyone's situations. Oh yeah.what will happen when Dave goes to pick up Aly and he has to explain about the fight? Will Angie's feelings for her ex-husband heat up and come to a head?**
Trish walked outside with her bags and began to look for her car. Then she realized that she had pawned off her rental car because she was riding with Brock. Trish let out a scream and threw one of her bags down on the ground and started crying harder. She was so frustrated with the way that everything was going and she was in so much pain she could hardly think. She felt someone put a hand on her shoulder.
She turned around and Brock was standing there, "Hey, are you ok?" He asked lightly.
She shook her head no and started to sob out loud. She was crying so hard that he couldn't make out a lot of what she was saying. He held her and rubbed her back and got her to calm down. "Feel better now?"
She shook her head no again and looked up at him, "I just made my headache worse. Do you know of any cab companies around here?"
"Why do you need a cab?" Brock asked.
"I pawned off my rental because I was riding with you, and now I can't wrestle so I'm going home." Trish said. "So I need to find a way to the airport."
"Well, I'm headed to the airport because I'm leaving too late to get the house show on time by car, so I'm flying out, do you wanna ride?" Brock asked.
"Are you sure it's not too much trouble?" Trish asked.
"I'm sure." Brock replied. "But I'm carrying your bags."
Just as Trish was about to protest Brock held up his hand, "I don't want to hear it, I'm carrying your bags like it or not."
She stuck her tongue out at him and got into the car.
On the way to the airport, he would glance over at her and she seemed like she was in another world. "Trish, are you going to be ok?"
"Yeah, I'm just sore, I'm tired, and I'm stressin'. I don't know what to do, I have so much floating through my mind right now I don't know where to start." Trish said leaning on his arm. "Are you and Nicole ok?"
"I don't know. I sugar-coated it when I told Dave because I didn't want him to worry about it, but honestly," Brock started to say and his whole demeanor had changed, "I'm not sure. She was already all upset like I told you, and this thing just added to it. When I go home, she said that we're going to figure out where we are and where we stand."
"Oh Brock, I'm so sorry." Trish said. She felt really bad, especially since the incident involving her is what pushed Nicole over the edge.
"It's ok, I mean, I don't know what to think. In a way, like I was telling you, I feel like when two people are happy in love, they shouldn't have to fight for it. But then on the other hand, I feel like maybe love should be worth fighting for? I think about Mya and I think about all of the ups and downs that Nicole and I have been through, and I just don't know what I think anymore." Brock said sadly.
Trish patted his hand, "If you ever need anything, you let me know. I mean it, I know I'm in Toronto, but it's not that far from Minnesota. That's what planes are for."
Brock gave her a slight smile, "Thanks Trish, for everything."
"Not a problem, glad to be here to try and help." Trish said. "If you want to save your relationship, can I make a suggestion?"
"Sure, what's that?"
"Do you ever notice that things aren't the way that they were back when you guys were really happy? If so, reach back there and pull something out of your bag. Make plans and surprise her. Show up with flowers or a teddy bear or just something that would make her smile. Sometimes, a woman just needs to be reminded that they're loved even if they hear it, sometimes they have to feel it." Trish said in a reminiscent tone.
"That's a good idea Trish, thanks." Brock replied. He had the feeling that Trish knew exactly what she was talking about just from the way that she said it.
They got to the airport and he brought her luggage to the baggage area and gave her a hug, "Take care of yourself, and I'll talk to you later." Brock said holding her.
"I will, and again, if you need anything let me know." Trish reiterated.
Brock nodded, "I will."
Trish grabbed her carry-on and headed towards her gate. She knew that this trip home was going to be an interesting one.
Trish arrived at her house, she made sure that Dave wasn't there by checking the garage and she pulled in her driveway and sat there for a moment. She took a deep breath and walked in. Thankfully Melissa had left a note saying that she brought Natalie out to the park. Trish ran upstairs to grab a few things and she headed out to her mom's house. She decided to give her a heads up first, so she called her.
"Hello?"
"Mom, hey it's me." Trish said rubbing her forehead.
"Hi honey, are you ok?" Trish's mom asked. She normally didn't call her when she was on the road unless she was injured or if there was something going on.
"Well, actually no, no I'm not. Is dad home?" Trish asked nervously.
"No, he's on the road until Friday."
"Good, I'll be there in about 5 minutes, but warning, I really need some Advil." Trish said to her.
"Ok hon, I'll have it waiting for you." Her mom said confused.
"See ya." Trish said and hung up.
Soon Trish found herself pulling in her mom's driveway. She got out and shut the car door quietly. She had taken some Tylenol on the plane and it didn't help at all. She couldn't believe how sore she was. She walked in and called for her mom softly.
Her mom came around the corner and gasped. Trish took off her sunglasses and looked at her mom, "Hi mom."
She went to her and held her, "Honey what happened to you? I thought you said nothing serious happened to you during your match."
"Mom, this didn't happen during my match, this happened the day after my match." Trish said quietly. "Where's the Advil?"
Her mom went and got it and brought it out to her with a large glass of water, "Ok, explain."
Trish went over the whole thing and showed her the discoloration of her wrist and she took the bandage off and showed her the bruising along the fraction of her orbital bone. "So, I can't wrestle until I'm healed. And I told Dave I needed some time. Mom, I had flashbacks of Mark and I accidentally told Dave about him."
"Why did you "accidentally" tell him? You weren't going to tell him?"
"No, it's not exactly a real conversation starter, Gee, my ex-boyfriend used to beat me so bad that I would be hospitalized and that was after I left him. No I wasn't going to tell him. I don't normally think about it too much unless I'm in a situation that makes me think of him." Trish said sarcastically.
"Well, what do you think of Brock?" Her mom asked.
"Excuse me?"
"Don't beat around the bush with me, it sounds like you and Brock have become such great plutonic friends because within each other you have found the perfect mate. But you're both currently in love with other people so you're filling the voids that you have with the mates your currently with with each other's companionship."
Trish shut up and sat back in the couch and just pondered what her mom had just said. It made sense, they were both with other people, but they did find themselves having a lot in common, they're personalities clicked perfectly, hell even upon conversation they found that their sexual styles were even similar. "Keep going."
"How do you feel about him? How does he feel about you? How do you truly feel about Dave? How does he truly feel about his girlfriend? These are questions that you need to think about, and then start pondering your relationship with Dave. The problem with great plutonic friends is that sooner or later human nature takes over and you begin to question what would it be like if you were together or if you slept together. It's just something that happens. Sometimes the best way to answer the questions is to experiment. Otherwise, you just keep pushing the questions to the back of your mind and sometimes they can sub-consciously start to pull you out of your current relationship." Her mom explained.
"Wow, that's heavy mom. I've never thought about it like that before." Trish said in amazement.
"Now these are just my thoughts on the situation, do with them what you will. But, in your case, you really need to think this through. You're with a guy who has a past history of abuse, and god knows what else, is that the kind of future you want to create? Is he willing to change? Are you willing to compromise on things that may come up as conflicts? And he has 3 kids, not that that's a big deal but it's a lot to take on out of the blue. That's just some of the things that you need to think about." Her mom brought up.
Trish looked down, "Yeah I know. I mean, I know that I love him, but there's just so much out there, I really need to be careful. Now Dave is staying at the house and I'm going to grab a hotel for a couple days until I'm ready to face him. I told him that I would call him and that he shouldn't leave."
Her mom cut her off, "He's staying at your house while you go to a hotel? Hon, that's backwards, it's your house."
"Mom, I know, but he has the girls and his rehab. I don't want him dragging everything all around if he doesn't have to. I don't mind, honestly. I told him to."
Her mom shook her head. "Well, if you want, you can stay here. That way you're not at a hotel."
"I'll think about it, I've already booked a room for tonight, but I'll let you know. I have a couple things I've got to do." Trish said standing up.
"I think that you and Dave need this time apart to figure out what you both really want and what you're both willing to give and take to make this relationship work. And you and Brock should figure out some things that we've already gone over." Her mom started in again.
"Yes mom, I'll do that. Look," She said kissing her on the cheek. "I appreciate your advice, you really helped to open my eyes to a lot of things. I'll call you tomorrow." And she headed out to her car.
"Be careful. Don't play with fire unless you're willing to get burned." Her mom said to her.
Trish waved and headed out to the hotel.
**Please continue to read and review! What will Trish do? Does she have anything up her sleeve? What are Trish's true feelings for Brock and Dave? Please let me know what pops in your head regarding everyone's situations. Oh yeah.what will happen when Dave goes to pick up Aly and he has to explain about the fight? Will Angie's feelings for her ex-husband heat up and come to a head?**