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Brock and Trish arrived in town and headed to the gym. They walked out and grabbed some lunch and headed for the arena. Brock was trying to keep Trish's mind off of all of the bad stuff that was going on.
They got into the arena early and headed inside. Trish knew that there were going to be questions and she would have to supply answers, and she just kept telling herself to be strong.
Trish walked into the girls locker room and found that she was the only one in there. She decided that it was time to face the music, it was time to call.her mother. She dialed the house number and her dad answered. That had caught her off guard.
"Hey Dad! I thought that you weren't getting home 'till tonight." Trish said to him.
"Yeah, I got done early and I walked in to the home of freakin' Days of Our Lives." He said to her. "Are you doing ok?"
"I'm trying daddy, I'm trying." Trish said tearfully.
"Well, I'll get your mother. Stay strong kiddo, you deserve better than that." Her dad added gently. Then he hollered for her mom.
The instant Trish heard her mom's voice, she lost it. Between sobs Trish choked out, "Mom, I don't know what to do."
Alison, (Trish's mom) got her calmed down enough so she could hold a conversation. "Talk to me Trish."
"Mom, I'm so hurt, I'm so pissed off, I'm just emotionally devastated right now. I don't know how to feel, I don't know how to be, I just don't know anymore." Trish admitted.
"Who is your support system right now?" Her mom asked.
"Right now, just Brock. I couldn't get a hold of anyone else last night. I stayed with him and he's been great. How did Melissa tell you?"
"She came home, came into the bedroom and woke me up because she had to talk to me about something important. So we went downstairs to the kitchen. She started to explain when your father walked in. That's when things got a little heated."
"Mom, he didn't start in on her did he?" Trish asked nervously. She knew that Melissa and their father had an explosive side that came out whenever the two of them butted heads.
"Things got heated, but I'm trying to keep the peace around here so don't go worrying about it. You've got enough to worry about." Her mom reassured her.
"I'm so mad and disappointed with her, but yet I feel really bad that she got herself into this mess. I mean, she made the first move, but Dave supplied the alcohol so I don't know what to think." Trish said to her mom in a frustrated tone.
"I think that you need to worry about yourself first and everyone else later. You need to heal yourself before you can heal anything with anyone else. Have you been taking care of yourself?" Alison asked.
"Yes mother." Trish replied in a tone of voice eerily reminiscent of a little kid agreeing because they had to.
"Have you had your return physical yet?" Her mom asked.
Trish cringed. She was trying to avoid telling her mom about it for now. There was no hiding anything now. "Yes mom I have."
"Were you honest with them about everything? All of the weird things that you've been going through?"
"Kind of. Some of my blood tests came back abnormal so they took more blood and urine tests, and they are running some other diagnostic tests that I have to go back for." Trish confessed.
"What do they think it is? What are they looking for?" Her mom asked nervously.
"I don't know, at this point I think they're just trying to figure out why my numbers are all out of whack."
Her mom took a deep breath, "You're not getting in the ring tonight are you?"
"If they let me I am. I need to get my frustrations out and the gym didn't cut it." Trish replied.
"Patricia you can be so stubborn sometimes, it's hard to believe that you and Missy aren't twins." Her mom commented.
Trish heard the door to the locker room open, she didn't want to talk about what's been going on with her health where someone else could hear. But her mom continued, "Have you been honest with anyone else besides me about all of the weird things your body has been doing lately?"
"Mom, I've gotta go, I'll call you later." Trish said quickly.
"I'll take that as a no. Alright, I love you and please, please be careful." Her mom said to her.
"Love you too mom." And Trish hung up.
"Trish, Steph's looking for you." Nidia said to her.
"Thanks Nid." Trish said trying to smile and headed off to Steph's office. She wasn't sure if this was going to be good or bad.
"Trish arrived at Steph's door and knocked. "Come in." Steph said from within.
Trish took a deep breath and walked in and shut the door behind her. Steph looked up from her papers, "I called you in here to talk to you about how you're doing. How have you been feeling lately?"
"I'm doing fine, my face and wrist are completely healed." Trish replied smiling.
"That's great. But, I received your paperwork back and it's showing that some of your blood work came back abnormal." Steph started to say when Trish jumped in.
"Yes and I went back in and they drew more blood and took a urine sample and they scheduled a pap smear and an MRI next week." Trish replied.
"I'm not sure if we're going to be able to let you get in the ring. I'm going to have to run it by dad. I'll let you know what he says at the meeting."
Trish smiled, "Thank you Steph, that's great. I really appreciate it."
"Anytime, why don't you go and prepare for your match and if something comes up we'll deal with it then." Steph said smiling back.
A little while later, everyone headed to the ring for the meeting. Trish sat by the other divas. She was starting to have one of her episodes that her mom had been talking about. Her heart was racing, she was starting to perspire a little, her stomach was queasy and she felt light-headed. Trish prayed that she wouldn't pass out.
Steph climbed in the ring and started reading off the matches, Trish almost missed the last match read off because all she could think of was the sound of her pulse almost deafening inside her ears. But she hard Steph read off, "Nidia and Victoria vs. Jacqueline and Trish." Trish smiled but now she was nervous, maybe she shouldn't wrestle after all?
On the way out of the ring, Steph grabbed Trish. "Are you ok? You look really pale."
"I'm ok, I just need to drink some juice." Trish said with a smile.
"Ok, if you're not, let me know. Dad said after tonight, he doesn't want you in the ring until you have full medical clearance."
Trish nodded, "Ok, I fully understand. I really appreciate it, thank you."
"Now go get some juice and check in with me in a little bit." Steph said patting her on the back.
"Yes ma'am." Trish said trying to smile and headed towards the vending machines.
Trish got some juice and just relaxed and took it easy and she started to feel better. She was able to wrestle that night and then she headed home to rest.
**Two Weeks Later**
Trish had been ignoring almost everyone, not because she meant to, but she was getting worse. The doctors had been performing all sorts of tests. They tested her for various diseases and rare conditions but nothing was coming back.
For the last few months, Trish had been having those episodes along with other weird things but they always went away. She never said anything to anyone except for her mom because she didn't want anyone to know. She finally had to confess to Vince (her boss) and Brock, who had taken it upon himself to become her keeper.
Dave kept trying to contact her but she refused to talk to him and deleted his messages. Melissa hadn't even tried to call her, so Trish was pretty much keeping to herself.
When she was feeling better she would do promotional stints for the WWE since she couldn't wrestle, but it wasn't the same for her, she wanted to be out there wrestling.
She was preparing to leave the hotel she was in to head back to her house for her next round of tests when the room phone rang.
"Hello?" Trish answered hesitantly. Dave had been almost keeping tabs on her and it was making her a little nervous.
"Trish it's mom. You haven't by any chance heard from Missy have you?" Her mom asked hesitantly.
"No.why?" Trish responded clutching her stomach and gritting her teeth. She was starting to have one of her episodes.
"Are you ok? You sound like you're in pain." Her mom asked quickly.
"I am, I don't know what's going on. What's going on with Melissa?" Trish responded.
"She's gone. Your dad and her got into a HUGE argument and she left."
"Damn. I'll try to call her." Trish said with tears. The pain was breath- taking. She was still fighting the sharp pains to try and appear fine for her mom.
"No, I'll take care of Missy, I want you to call those stupid doctors and make them do something." Her mom said sternly.
"What did he say to upset Melissa so much?" Trish asked.
"I'll explain later." Her mom started to say when Trish's cell phone rang.
"Mom, my cell is ringing and the caller id says it's the clinic so I'll call you back." Trish said nervously.
"Honey, it'll be ok. Call me and give me an update." Her mom said gently.
Trish hung up and answered her cell.
"Is Patricia Stratigias there?" The person asked.
"Yes, this is her." Trish replied with gritted teeth. The pain was so immense it was starting to make her sink to the floor.
"We need you to come in as soon as possible to consult with the doctor, your test results are in." The receptionist replied.
**Will Trish receive good or bad news? What is going on with Melissa? When will Dave get the hint? Just how much of a keeper has Brock become? Please continue to read and review!**
Brock and Trish arrived in town and headed to the gym. They walked out and grabbed some lunch and headed for the arena. Brock was trying to keep Trish's mind off of all of the bad stuff that was going on.
They got into the arena early and headed inside. Trish knew that there were going to be questions and she would have to supply answers, and she just kept telling herself to be strong.
Trish walked into the girls locker room and found that she was the only one in there. She decided that it was time to face the music, it was time to call.her mother. She dialed the house number and her dad answered. That had caught her off guard.
"Hey Dad! I thought that you weren't getting home 'till tonight." Trish said to him.
"Yeah, I got done early and I walked in to the home of freakin' Days of Our Lives." He said to her. "Are you doing ok?"
"I'm trying daddy, I'm trying." Trish said tearfully.
"Well, I'll get your mother. Stay strong kiddo, you deserve better than that." Her dad added gently. Then he hollered for her mom.
The instant Trish heard her mom's voice, she lost it. Between sobs Trish choked out, "Mom, I don't know what to do."
Alison, (Trish's mom) got her calmed down enough so she could hold a conversation. "Talk to me Trish."
"Mom, I'm so hurt, I'm so pissed off, I'm just emotionally devastated right now. I don't know how to feel, I don't know how to be, I just don't know anymore." Trish admitted.
"Who is your support system right now?" Her mom asked.
"Right now, just Brock. I couldn't get a hold of anyone else last night. I stayed with him and he's been great. How did Melissa tell you?"
"She came home, came into the bedroom and woke me up because she had to talk to me about something important. So we went downstairs to the kitchen. She started to explain when your father walked in. That's when things got a little heated."
"Mom, he didn't start in on her did he?" Trish asked nervously. She knew that Melissa and their father had an explosive side that came out whenever the two of them butted heads.
"Things got heated, but I'm trying to keep the peace around here so don't go worrying about it. You've got enough to worry about." Her mom reassured her.
"I'm so mad and disappointed with her, but yet I feel really bad that she got herself into this mess. I mean, she made the first move, but Dave supplied the alcohol so I don't know what to think." Trish said to her mom in a frustrated tone.
"I think that you need to worry about yourself first and everyone else later. You need to heal yourself before you can heal anything with anyone else. Have you been taking care of yourself?" Alison asked.
"Yes mother." Trish replied in a tone of voice eerily reminiscent of a little kid agreeing because they had to.
"Have you had your return physical yet?" Her mom asked.
Trish cringed. She was trying to avoid telling her mom about it for now. There was no hiding anything now. "Yes mom I have."
"Were you honest with them about everything? All of the weird things that you've been going through?"
"Kind of. Some of my blood tests came back abnormal so they took more blood and urine tests, and they are running some other diagnostic tests that I have to go back for." Trish confessed.
"What do they think it is? What are they looking for?" Her mom asked nervously.
"I don't know, at this point I think they're just trying to figure out why my numbers are all out of whack."
Her mom took a deep breath, "You're not getting in the ring tonight are you?"
"If they let me I am. I need to get my frustrations out and the gym didn't cut it." Trish replied.
"Patricia you can be so stubborn sometimes, it's hard to believe that you and Missy aren't twins." Her mom commented.
Trish heard the door to the locker room open, she didn't want to talk about what's been going on with her health where someone else could hear. But her mom continued, "Have you been honest with anyone else besides me about all of the weird things your body has been doing lately?"
"Mom, I've gotta go, I'll call you later." Trish said quickly.
"I'll take that as a no. Alright, I love you and please, please be careful." Her mom said to her.
"Love you too mom." And Trish hung up.
"Trish, Steph's looking for you." Nidia said to her.
"Thanks Nid." Trish said trying to smile and headed off to Steph's office. She wasn't sure if this was going to be good or bad.
"Trish arrived at Steph's door and knocked. "Come in." Steph said from within.
Trish took a deep breath and walked in and shut the door behind her. Steph looked up from her papers, "I called you in here to talk to you about how you're doing. How have you been feeling lately?"
"I'm doing fine, my face and wrist are completely healed." Trish replied smiling.
"That's great. But, I received your paperwork back and it's showing that some of your blood work came back abnormal." Steph started to say when Trish jumped in.
"Yes and I went back in and they drew more blood and took a urine sample and they scheduled a pap smear and an MRI next week." Trish replied.
"I'm not sure if we're going to be able to let you get in the ring. I'm going to have to run it by dad. I'll let you know what he says at the meeting."
Trish smiled, "Thank you Steph, that's great. I really appreciate it."
"Anytime, why don't you go and prepare for your match and if something comes up we'll deal with it then." Steph said smiling back.
A little while later, everyone headed to the ring for the meeting. Trish sat by the other divas. She was starting to have one of her episodes that her mom had been talking about. Her heart was racing, she was starting to perspire a little, her stomach was queasy and she felt light-headed. Trish prayed that she wouldn't pass out.
Steph climbed in the ring and started reading off the matches, Trish almost missed the last match read off because all she could think of was the sound of her pulse almost deafening inside her ears. But she hard Steph read off, "Nidia and Victoria vs. Jacqueline and Trish." Trish smiled but now she was nervous, maybe she shouldn't wrestle after all?
On the way out of the ring, Steph grabbed Trish. "Are you ok? You look really pale."
"I'm ok, I just need to drink some juice." Trish said with a smile.
"Ok, if you're not, let me know. Dad said after tonight, he doesn't want you in the ring until you have full medical clearance."
Trish nodded, "Ok, I fully understand. I really appreciate it, thank you."
"Now go get some juice and check in with me in a little bit." Steph said patting her on the back.
"Yes ma'am." Trish said trying to smile and headed towards the vending machines.
Trish got some juice and just relaxed and took it easy and she started to feel better. She was able to wrestle that night and then she headed home to rest.
**Two Weeks Later**
Trish had been ignoring almost everyone, not because she meant to, but she was getting worse. The doctors had been performing all sorts of tests. They tested her for various diseases and rare conditions but nothing was coming back.
For the last few months, Trish had been having those episodes along with other weird things but they always went away. She never said anything to anyone except for her mom because she didn't want anyone to know. She finally had to confess to Vince (her boss) and Brock, who had taken it upon himself to become her keeper.
Dave kept trying to contact her but she refused to talk to him and deleted his messages. Melissa hadn't even tried to call her, so Trish was pretty much keeping to herself.
When she was feeling better she would do promotional stints for the WWE since she couldn't wrestle, but it wasn't the same for her, she wanted to be out there wrestling.
She was preparing to leave the hotel she was in to head back to her house for her next round of tests when the room phone rang.
"Hello?" Trish answered hesitantly. Dave had been almost keeping tabs on her and it was making her a little nervous.
"Trish it's mom. You haven't by any chance heard from Missy have you?" Her mom asked hesitantly.
"No.why?" Trish responded clutching her stomach and gritting her teeth. She was starting to have one of her episodes.
"Are you ok? You sound like you're in pain." Her mom asked quickly.
"I am, I don't know what's going on. What's going on with Melissa?" Trish responded.
"She's gone. Your dad and her got into a HUGE argument and she left."
"Damn. I'll try to call her." Trish said with tears. The pain was breath- taking. She was still fighting the sharp pains to try and appear fine for her mom.
"No, I'll take care of Missy, I want you to call those stupid doctors and make them do something." Her mom said sternly.
"What did he say to upset Melissa so much?" Trish asked.
"I'll explain later." Her mom started to say when Trish's cell phone rang.
"Mom, my cell is ringing and the caller id says it's the clinic so I'll call you back." Trish said nervously.
"Honey, it'll be ok. Call me and give me an update." Her mom said gently.
Trish hung up and answered her cell.
"Is Patricia Stratigias there?" The person asked.
"Yes, this is her." Trish replied with gritted teeth. The pain was so immense it was starting to make her sink to the floor.
"We need you to come in as soon as possible to consult with the doctor, your test results are in." The receptionist replied.
**Will Trish receive good or bad news? What is going on with Melissa? When will Dave get the hint? Just how much of a keeper has Brock become? Please continue to read and review!**