A/N: This is my newest fic, I hope everyone enjoys it. I have a few things to point out. 1. Jeff Hardy is still in WWE, even though the story takes place in the present. 2. Edge (Adam Copeland) isn't out with a broken neck. 3. There's no brand extension (I want characters from both shows in my story, so I need to get rid of it.) So, besides that… Enjoy!

::Disclaimer:: I don't own anyone in WWE. Vince McMahon owns the characters and they own themselves. I own myself and there are a few other, Original Characters that will pop up. Some of them are my friends, and they own themselves. If I make up characters along the way, I own them. Don't sue... pretty please!::

Broken Trust:

Chapter 1

"Where were you?" He yelled as she walked into the hotel room they were sharing.

She met his hardened green eyes. "I was just at the gym. Trish wanted me to go work out with her. It's not a big deal." She answered calmly, walking past him. He grabbed her arm before she could get too far away.

"You were at the gym? You're always at the gym!" She jumped, she wasn't used to him yelling at her. But lately, they had been yelling at lot more than usual.

Pulling her arm away, she looked at him, now as angry as he was. "I'm sorry for wanting to stay in shape, but if you're going to have a heart attack over me staying out late at the gym, then maybe I should freak out over you going to the clubs with your brother and your friends after Raw, huh?"

He rolled his eyes and turned around, sitting back down on the bed. "Whatever, I only go out because they don't give up until I agree." He responded.

"Yeah, well Trish wasn't giving up either. She begged me, and I don't see big deal, so we went and worked out? If you trusted me it wouldn't be a problem."

"Nic!" He yelled, again making her jump. "When did I ever say I didn't trust you?! I never said that! I just happen to want to spend time with my girlfriend!"

"Well, what about when I want to spend time with you?" She countered. "You go out with your friends just about every week, and I sit here alone, but the one night when I go out with a friend, you go insane?"

"Well, look who doesn't trust who now." He answered, looking down at her.

She rolled her eyes and turned around. "If you say so. Well I'm going to take a shower, maybe when I get out, you'll be done acting like a little kid." She took one last look at him and shut the bathroom door.

*~*~*~*~*

Thirty minutes later, she emerged from the bathroom in her pajamas. She was about to walk over to the bed when she heard him on the phone. Feeling somewhat curious as to what he might be talking about at two in the morning, she listened closely.

"Yeah, we had an argument, she came in like two hours later than normal. I asked her about it and she said she was with Trish at the gym." He paused for a minute, listening to the person at the other end. "No, I don't know what to believe."

"You should believe me." She said, making him jump.

"Why were you listening in on my call?" He asked, hanging up the phone.

"Why were you talking about me?" She countered, asking a question of her own.

"I was just talking to Matt…"

"Complaining?" She replied.

"Whatever." He answered. "Look, if you have a problem with me talking to my friends…"

"You weren't talking to them! You were complaining about me! You don't trust that I was with Trish?! Call her and ask!"

"Yeah, cuz I'm sure she wouldn't lie for one of her best friends." He said sarcastically.

"So ask Brit, or Stacy. Stacy's been with Andrew all night. And Brit's home with Adam, she wouldn't have a clue as to what's going on." She answered, looking at him.

"I don't need to talk to them. I know." He said, looking away.

"You know what?" She questioned, unsure of what he was talking about.

"You weren't really out with Trish tonight, were you?"

She looked at him in shock. "What the hell are you trying to imply?" She asked, feeling her face go red with anger at what he was trying to accuse her of.

"I think you know what I'm saying." He responded, walking past her, to the window.

"You don't honestly think… you cannot be telling me that you think I'm cheating on you? What's next, you say it's your best friend, or better yet, your brother?"

"You never know." He muttered.

"You son of a bitch!" His head shot up at her harsh words. "After us being together for nearly two years, you're accusing me of cheating? Do you know how many times I could've done that to you? All those times you came in at two or three in the morning? The times you would 'work out' with Trish or Ames?"

He turned back around, meeting her eyes. He spoke, his tone angry and serious. "You know I would never do anything with either of them. They're both my friends. How could you…"

"Accuse you?" She finished. "You mean like you were just doing to me? It hurts, huh?"

He looked away, knowing she was right. "How do I know you weren't doing anything?"

"Because! I'm your girlfriend! We've been together for two years! You 'should' trust me to go to a gym with my friend, and I shouldn't have to be afraid that I'm going to come home and you're going to accuse me of cheating!" She glared at him, her blue eyes filled with anger.

"Well, from what I'm seeing, I have a good reason to accuse you! Whenever we aren't together, you're with Chris or Jay or Adam or Matt. Just a little suspicious."

"Suspicious? It's suspicious that I have friends that are guys? You're friends with Amy and Trish! Not to mention that you hang out with Brit and Stacy and Torrie! So if you want to accuse me, I can accuse you right back!"

They just stared at each for minutes, not speaking a word. "Look at us." He said suddenly. "Everyone used to say we were the perfect couple. Now lately we've only been fighting."

She nodded. "Well you accused me of cheating, what was I supposed to do? Sit and nod my head like an idiot?"

"You accused me of the same thing." He pointed out.

She sighed. "I wouldn't have if you hadn't done it first."

"Look at us, we can't even have a civil conversation, what happened to us?"

"It looks to me like you lost the trust you had in me." She replied.

"Well do you trust me?" He asked back.

"I'm not sure after tonight."

"You aren't sure?! What kind of relationship do we have then?"

"Not much of one." She said, tears coming to her eyes.

"I guess not." He replied, wiping at his eyes before the tears could form.

"I don't know, what do you think?" She replied.

"I think the relationship we had is totally different from this one. I don't think it can be fixed, and I honestly don't know if I trust you anymore. So, what I think I'm saying is… it's over."

She looked down at the floor, then back up at him. "Is that what you want?" She questioned, her voice shaky.

He nodded slowly. "Yes, I think it is."

"Good, because I was going to say the same thing." She lied, not wanting to look or sound as heartbroken as she was.

He looked up, not sure of whether or not he believed her. "You were?"

She nodded and bit her lip to keep it from trembling. "I… I wanted to tell you that before."

He sighed. "Ok, then I guess it's good that we agree, because I can't be with someone if I can't trust them. So, I guess it's all over."

"Yeah, it is. Goodbye." With that, she turned around and left the room. As soon as she was out in the hallway, she broke down, letting the tears fall.

After about five minutes of crying, she realized that at any time, someone could walk down the hall and see her. She didn't want to explain what had just happened so she pulled herself together as best possible and started walking.

Suddenly the reality hit her. They were sharing a room. She had nowhere to go. She felt the tears come to her eyes as she finally accepted the fact. Her and Jeff had broken up.

A/N: Hey everyone, this is my new fic. I have some ideas for what I'm going to do. I'm gonna be putting a new guy in this fic for Nicole. Any suggestions? Well, hope you like it, thanks for reading! :)Nicole***