"Can you hand me my shirt. I left it in the bathroom." Adam called out to Trish.

Walking out of the bathroom dressed in low rider jeans and a light blue tank top, she threw Adam his red shirt.

"In all honesty you look better without a shirt. But that's just my opinion." She winked at him as he caught the shirt.

"I of course could say the same about you." He laughed watching Trish walk back into the bathroom. "By the way are you almost ready? We have to head down to the arena and we don't have much time. We took a little too long in the shower."
"Yeah I know but it was worth it. I just need to blow dry my hair and we can leave." She shouted as he heard the blow dryer startup.

Laughing at Trish, he grabbed his shoes making his way toward the bed. Just as he was about to sit down someone started pounding frantically on the door.

"Who the hell is that?" He muttered to himself as he ran to answer it. He was surprised to see a hysterically sobbing Stacy Keibler standing in the doorway.

"Stacy what's wrong?" An alarmed Adam asked grabbing her hand and leading her inside the room.

"Uh…um I'm sorry to bother you but I really need to talk to Trish." She managed to choke out passed the tears.

"Yeah of course. She's in the bathroom. Sounds like she is still blow drying her hair. I'll get her for you." He walked into the bathroom taken aback by Stacy's behavior.

"Trish hun, there is something wrong with Stacy. She's in the room right now hysterical." He yelled over the noise of the blow dryer. Her eyes met Adams and she could see his concern, which sent her heart beating faster than normal. She turned off the dryer, threw it next to the sink and rapidly made her way to Stacy.

"Hey girl what's wrong? She took a seat next her on the bed wrapping her in an embrace. "Please don't tell me it's Andrew again."
"I really don't know what it is with him. When we first started dating things were wonderful. Then this stupid angle started where he is a complete asshole and I swear he started acting like his character. I try and try to show him how much I love him but nothing I do is good enough. Am I really as bad as he says I am Trish?" Stacy picked up her head from Trish's shoulder and looked her in the eyes pleading for some reassurance.

"No babe you aren't bad. You are the sweetest person I know. I don't know why he's acting like such an ass but if he doesn't stop you are going to have leave him."
"I know but when I think of breaking up with him, I remember our good times and it becomes hard to leave."
"Do you want me to talk to him for you? Maybe hearing from someone else how he's been hurting you will make him realize that his behavior is wrong."
"Would you?" Stacy sat up and hugged Trish.

"Yes of course. You know I would do anything for my best friend." Chills suddenly ran down Trish's spine after she said those words.

Adam noticed the change in Trish's expression and interjected, "hey Stacy things will get better for you." He placed a hand on her shoulder.

Stacy let out a heavy sigh; "I sure hope so."

"Why don't you ride with us to the arena. Doesn't that sound like a good idea Trish…Trish?"
"Um yeah, it's a perfect idea." She said still a little freaked out. "Do you have your things all ready to go Stacy?"
"I have a suitcase and a duffel bag packed in my room but I don't want to go back there risking running into Andrew."
"That's understandable. Adam honey, will you bring her things over? And if Andrew says anything just let him know that she's riding with us."
"No problem, I will go and do that now so we can get out of here when I come back." He said as he sat on the bed to put on his shoes. When he was finished he stood up noticing a solemn Stacy and concerned Trish. Trish glanced in his direction and saw him looking at them. She made her way off the bed following Adam as he headed toward the door.

"Thanks baby." She said before giving him a quick kiss on the cheek. He opened the door making his way out. Trish watched as he walked down the hall and sighed.

"You are really lucky to have him Trish." Stacy said startling her.

"I know. Sometimes I think this is all just too good to be true." She added closing the door behind her.

***

The car ride was silent for most of the way to the arena. Trish was still full of mixed emotions and Adam could sense that there was something wrong with her. Stacy was lost in her own thoughts trying to sort out what to do with her relationship with Andrew.

Twenty minutes into the car ride Stacy stuck her head between the two front seats of the rental car and asked, "Did you have much trouble getting my stuff from the room Adam?"

"Actually when I got there your stuff was in the hall next to the door."
"At least he didn't throw it off the balcony." Trish sarcastically added.

"I wouldn't be surprised if he had." Stacy replied rolling her eyes at the thought.
"What brought on this change? Andrew and I never really hung out but when we passed each other he seemed like a nice guy."
Leaning back into her seat Stacy answered, "well it's been a lot of different things."
"What caused his outburst this morning?" Trish curiously asked.
"Randy Orton." She mumbled staring blankly out the window.

"Randy? What happened between you two?"
"Nothing! Unfortunately, Andrew can't seem to get that through his head. He saw us talking and laughing backstage last week and he automatically assumed that something was going on between us. Then Randy called my cell this morning, while I was in the shower. Andrew took it upon himself to answer it and when he found out who it was he went off on me. I tried to reassure him that we are only friends but he just continued calling me all these awful names."

"You would think he would understand that you are going to have male friends considering what kind of business we are in. I'm just glad Adam doesn't get jealous."
"Yeah well, I had to learn to control that feeling fast. Especially since the writers have you kissing a new wrestler almost every week." He responded chuckling.

"Hey!" She yelled slapping him on the arm.

"At least Adam is understanding. Andrew is far from it. It's like he doesn't even want to try and work things out. You know how we have that three day weekend coming up?"
"Yeah." Trish and Adam answered in unison.

"Well my parents have this cabin in the woods and I suggested we spend a romantic weekend…"

"Wait a second did you say the woods?" Trish asked as shivers ran through her body again.

"Yeah. Why?" Stacy asked confused by Trish's reaction.

Stumbling over her words trying to think of a lie she answered, "um…we-well no reason."

"Speaking of Andrew." Adam pointed toward a black Ford rental car as they pulled into the arena parking lot. The two women followed his finger and saw Andrew opening the passenger door. Stacy's jaw dropped with shock and disgust when she saw Gail Kim step out.