Title: Diming Light
Rating: PG 13.. for now
Pairings: Trish/ Jericho, Randy/Stacy... and maybe more
Disclaimer: Sorry.. I don't own any of the WWE superstars.. .yet!
Archiving: You are more then welcome, just give me credit
* Yes, WWE decided to turn Trish a heel. Which I was upset but I give the girl credit, she makes a great heel. But I just wish she was with Jericho. But I will keep writing this story. I'm sorry I took so long to write it.. I've been really sick and I didn't have time to write it. I hope you enjoy it!! Review Please!* ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
" Hey man, do you wanna hang out at the bar after the show?" Christian asked, lacing up
his wrestling shoes.
"Sorry man. Trish and I have plans for tonight."
"I should have known" he mumbled under his breath while rolling his eyes.
"What was that?" Jericho asked raising an eye brow.
"Well, you spending your all your time with Trish now...It's always Trish this, Trish that. What does
your watch not have hours anymore or is it just Trish Trish Trish?"
"Look just because I have a girlfriend and a higher paycheck then you doesn't mean you have to
be jealous." Jericho replied shurring his shoulders.
Christian looked at Jericho incredulously. That's it.... he put a toe over the no-cross line.
" What the HELL is your problem?!?" Christian stood up facing his "friend" who was giving him a
confused looked.
" I mean really! You and I rarely every hangout now cause of Trish. Ever since that stupid
Valentine's Day gathering you pulled off, you've been all lovely dovely with her. It's been 2
months since you've been dating her and you've lost almost every damn match because she was
getting hurt and had to save her. Your loosing all your damn respect and your not getting the
push to any belt cause of that whore,. With all that FUCKING bullshit your giving her, I hope she's
laying flat on her back or getting on her knees for you. If not.. then that bitch isn't worth it!
Chris's mind was ringing of the words that Christian has just said,he has crossed the line. Chris
grabs him by his shirt and pushes him against the wall. Face to face, nose to nose, Christian
looks at Chris deadly in the eye, he can see that the burning hatered in them. Christian swallows
hard and tries to speak but Chris cuts him off.
" Don't you ever fucking say that about her again, you fucking little baster! If I ever hear or see
you saying or do anything to harm Trish. You will personally hear from me.. I promise you that
you will receive the beating of a lifetime." Jericho growled in a low voice that can bring
goosebumps to your spine. With that said he throws him across the room causing his
back to hit against the wall and falling straight into the floor. Chris grabs "Jerichos' shirt and exits
the locker room.
Trish is alone in the women's locker room sitting with her eyes close praying to God." God please
don't let him hurt me. I love him so much.. he's perfect. He gives me everything I need and most
of all the respects me for me. I've let the past be the past.. I've moved on but if does hurt me
again. I'll...I'll...I'll... just die! God, please just do me this one favor.." Her cell phone rings, she
quickly searches through her bag trying to find the phone, she finally finds it and brings it towards
her ear.
"Hello"
"Hey sexy! How have you been?"
" Jeff?"
" The one and only! "
" Oh hey! I didn't recognize your voice."
"It's okay.. so how have you been babydoll?"
"I've been great ... how about you?"
"Good good, let me get straight to the point..."
" Okay?"
" Are you dating Chris Jericho?!?"
" Wow, news travel fast around here..."
" Well are you?!?"
"Yea..yes I am. Who did you hear this from?"
" I've got good sources"
"I'm sure..."
"Does he make you happy?"
"Yeah he really does..."
"Trishy, please be careful. I don't want you to get hurt and if he does by chance break that sweet
heart of yours.... his ass is mine!"
" You'll be the first to know... I just hope this time its for real."
" It is Beautiful."
"Thanks ... now enough about me. Hows everything with you and Ames?"
"Everything is great! I love that girl like crazy! "
"Yeah, she's a great girl! I'm sorry Skittles but I have to cut this short."
"It's fine.It was nice speaking to you again. "
"Yeah ... bye hunnie."
"Bye babydoll.. oh and Trish..."
" Yeah?"
"Be careful!"
"I will.. bye"
Trish hangs up the phone and just smiles knowing she has a great friend by her side. Someone
knocks on the door, he walks and stands face to face with Trish.
"Hey beautiful" he wraps his strong arms around Trishs tiny waist.
"Hey Chris" she plants a sweet kiss on his lips." I've missed you"
"Really?"
"Of course silly.." she saids playfully.
" I missed you too.." he said in a soft voice that sound upset
" Chris.. hunnie... what's wrong?"
" Nothing just little worried about my knee thats all" he lied but he would never tell the real reason
why it was upset.
" Maybe, you shouldn't wrestle tonight"
" No .. no.. I can't let the fans down. You know they did come here to see me and of course you"
" Little cocky, aren't we"
" Nope, just stateing the truth.." he lets out a small laugh.
" Chris, can we talk?" Trish in a serious tone asked.
Chris gave her a worried look and nodded his head "yes". They sit across each other holding
hands, in compete silaince. Trish looks down at the floor for a few seconds; she looks up and falls
deeply into his blue eyes, she lets out a weak smile letting him she's okay. she takes a deep
breath and begins to speak.
" Chris, I know that the Valetines was 2 months ago but I just can't get over the beauitful things
you said to me and the necklace.." she grabs the necklace and holds it tightly." I've been thinking
alot and I want to ask you this.. how do I know if this is real? how do I know if your not playing
another game with me?"
" Trish.." before he can even finish Trish cuts him off.
"Let me finish please. Chris, I... I... I really love you. Your the only reason I'm living right now and
if god ..Chris, if your playing with me heart again.. I will just die. I won't be able handle seeing you
everyday, knowing that I was only a toy to you. I would just die.. Please Chris tell this is real.
Please tell me that the beautiful words you said to me on the beach are real."
Chris gets up bring her along, he smiles at her wiping her tears away. He slowly wraps his arms
around her waist; he looks deeply into he brown eyes and sees the truth in them. She really does
love him and really care about him; his heart melts knowing that the both have the same feelings
for each other.
" Trish.. everything I said on the beach and everything that I will say is true. I love you. You are
the love of my life, I can't live without you. Your my world, your my everything.. your the only thing
I need right now. I could careless about the money, cars, fame. I only care about you. I love
you Trish and I will always."
He leans his lips towards hers and plants a kiss. He reluctantly breaks the kiss; he removes one
arm from her waist; wipes the tears off her and slowly carelessly rubs her cheek. He brings her
head towards him and kisses her forehead. Chris whispers softy "God, do I love you" and plants
another kiss on her forehead. He breaks away from her slowly and just stares at her beautiful
body.
"Come on. Let's go for a walk, so we can calm ourselves down."
"Okay.."
Chris offers her his hand; she takes his hand, he begins to walk off but Trish pulls him back
towards her and gives him the sweetest passionate kiss he has ever received from her. Trish
ends the kiss and they both stare at each other with priceless but goofy smile. They exit the
locker room and walk around the building. They walk around the building hand in hand; people
stare at them at shock that they are back together but they could careless, they love each other
and that's all it matters to them. As they walk along they bump into nonother then the couple
themselves..
Randy who giving Stacy sweet kisses.
"Aww isn't this cute..." Jericho joked.
"Haha, very funny man" Randy responded with a smirk
"So, how's everything going between you two?" Trish asked
"Everything is great...I never got a chance to thank you Chris for hooking me up with
Randy..thanks"
"No problem Stace"
"How's everything with you and Trish?"Randy asked still holding Stacy.
Chris looks at Trish ." Great..couldn't be better" he gives Trish a smile.
"I'm glad to hear that"
" Well, Randy and I have to go. We have dinner reservations"
"Alright.. Bye guys"
"Bye" Trish said softly.
Randy and Stacy walk their towards the parking lot area. Trish and Chris are left alone in each
others arms, looking deeply into their eyes. Trish lets out a soft smile and kisses Chris ever so
soft it sends shivers down his spine. Chris kisses her back letting her know that he has expected
the kiss. They stand in silence for awhile until Trish breaks it up.
"I have to head to the lockeroom and get changed for my match." Trish told Chris.
"Your going to leave me all alone.."
"Well, I would let you in but there are other divas in the room, so I can't..."
"Are you sure, it can become pretty interesting." Jericho said wiggling his eyebrows.
Trish raised one eye brow "Yes, I am sure"
"Okay but before you leave...."
Jericho brings Trish closer to him gives her a sweet soft kiss on her lips, Trish breaks the kiss and
walks off. Even though the kiss lasted a few seconds Chris can still taste her sweet lips, he walks
back into his lockroom hoping that Christian isn't there. Chris is relieve that Christian wasn't
there, he down on the couch and carefully watches Trish match against Jazz. Chris gets more
and more into the match, Trish is taking the lead and just killing Jazz. Until Jazz out of nowhere
closelinesTrish almost taking her head off. Jazz grabs a chuck of her hair and starts throwing
her around ring. Chris couldn't seeing Trish in this much pain, that he jumps off couch and runs
towards the ring. People start cheering when Jericho runs down the ramp and stands on the side
of the ring,Trish finally battles back; she wipes Jazz on the side of the rope, she accidentally
knocks Jericho down off the ring. Trish quickly leans against the ropes to check on Chris that she
didn't even notice Jazz was behind her. Jazz goes for the roll up; the referee gets in position
counts...1............2............3....... Jazz is the number one contender for the Women's title. Trish
couldn't believe what has just happen; she quickly gets off the ring and heads backstage without
even checking on Chris. Jericho follows backstage into diva lockeroom; which she slams the door
right to his face. He opens the door knowing there may be some divas in their changing but he
could care less; he opens slowly and see's Trish standing, her back facing him. He closes the
door from behind slowly trying not to make noise; he swallows hard and finally gets the courage
to speak.
" Trish......... " But before he could even finish Trish cuts him off.
" WHAT THE HELL IS YOUR PROBLEM?? YOU CAUSE ME MY MATCH!! I WAS DOING FINE
UNTIL YOU CAME OUT!! I CAN TAKE CARE OF MYSELF CHRIS!!!!! I AM NOT MADE OF
GLASS!! "
"Trish.... I ....I... am sorry...I ..." again Trish cuts him off.
" SORRY,HUH? THANKS TO YOU , I AM NOT GOING TO BECOME THE NEW WOMEN'S
CHAMPION...."
Chris couldn't take it, he was getting upset and starting shouting at the same volume as Trish.
"MY FAULT?? ITS MY FAULT THAT YOUR NOT AS GOOD AS WRESTLER AS JAZZ ? IT'S MY
FAULT YOU CAN'T FOCUS ON YOUR DAMN MATCH. MAYBE IF YOU FOCUSED ALITTLE
MORE AND TRAIN HARDER, YOU WOULD HAVE BEEN ALREADY THE WOMEN'S
CHAMPION AND MAYBE JUST MAYBE THE FANS WILL LOOK AT YOU AS A WRESTLER
AND NOT SOME PERSON WHO HAS TO SLEEP WITH HER BOSS TO GET WHAT SHE
WANTS!! "
Chris quickly thought of harsh words he said without thinking; his heart broke when he saw a tear
fall down her cheek.
"Trish.. I ...didn't mean.." Chris tries to apologize but Trish once again cuts him off yelling right
front of his face.
"WHAT, I CAN'T BE ACCEPTED AS A WRESTLER? I AM TO PRETTY TO BE OUT IN THE
AND DO WHAT YOU DO? AM I SUPPOSE TO JUST LAY ON MY BACK FOR THE REST OF
MY CAREER?? IS THAT WHAT YOU WANT ME TO DO CHRIS? IS THAT WHAT I AM ONLY
GOOD FOR? "
Chris was caught of guard and just stood their in silences.
Trish lowers her voice.." Your silence saids it all.... Well, obviously you respect me as nothing
more then a piece of ass. SO FUCK YOU CHRIS!!"
Chris tries to grad Trish's hand to bring to her closer to him but she quickly pulls them away from
her. He looks deeply into her eyes and see's the anger in the them; he can tell what he said
to her hurt her deeply. Chris again tries to grab her had put she pushs him away from her.
" DON'T FUCKING TOUCH ME!!! JUST STAY THE HELL AWAY FROM ME!! "
" Trish.. please... just listen.."
" GET OUT CHRIS!! GET THE HELL AWAY FOR ME!!"
" NO!! I WILL NOT LEAVE THIS ROOM UNTIL WE SETTLE THIS!! " Chris yelled back.
" FINE IF YOU DON'T ...THEN I WILL!!"
Trish grabs her bag; she walks pass Chris without even looking at him and walks out the room
slamming the door shut. Tears start slipping out of Trish's eyes as she quickly runs to her car;
she makes her way to the parking lot. She puts her bags in the back and quickly gets in the car.
She's about to turn on the car, when she just breaks down into tears; lowering her head down on
to the wheel she lets out all of her tears and lets out a yell. Trish calms herself down; finally turns
on the car and speeds off quickly out the parking lot. Chris shuts his eyes tightly holding
back his tears; he grads the chair and throws it against the wall; hits his fist to the wall leaving
a hole in it. He falls to the ground and just breaks down into tears. He recollects himself and
leaves the lockeroom. He walks down the halls quickly, ignoring everyone that passes his way.
He enters his lockeroom grabs his stuff and makes his way to the parking lot. He finds his car and
quickly puts his stuff in the back and drives off. Chris speeds down the street and makes a fast
turn into the Hilton's Hotel parking lot. He puts his car on park and shuts it off; quickly gets his
things and walks into the main lobby. He rush up the stairs; which will be easier then an elevator.
He slows his pace as he gets closer to the room, standing into front of it he pulls out the card and
takes a deep breath. Chris slides the card and opens the door slowly, entering he puts his bag
down and closes the door from behind. He looks around the room then the bathroom not sign of
Trish. He looks in the closest and see's all her clothes her missing, nothing of hers are in the
room. He turns around and looks at the bed, he see's a paper folded; he picks it up not noticing
the necklace under it. He opens it sorry and begins reading it....
"Chris, I had to leave because I can't bare to look at you. I'm staying at a different hotel. So don't
bother looking for me..I truly believed that you've changed but once again I wrong. You will never
change .. I regret for forgiving you and for believing all those words you told me on the
beach and those words you told me earlier. I was stupid to believe that you loved me but that's
what you get for forgiving someone who made bet to sleep with you in the first place....Now it's
over. Good-bye Chris.. And also keep the necklace..."
Chris looks down on the bed and sees the necklace that he gave her on Valentines as a gift. He
sits next to it and picks it up and hold it tightly; rereading the note over and over. Trish opens the
door to her new room at the Best Western Hotel. She flicks on the light and slowly closes the
door, she walks towards the bed and puts her luggage on top of it. She opens it and takes out a
Chris's "Highlight Reel" shirt, that she took from him. She brings it towards her nose and smells
it.. it smells it exactly like him. She walks over and turns off the light; lays on the bed and cries
herself to sleep still holding Chris's shirt towards her letting herself smell Chris's scent through his
shirt. As Chris laying on the bed; quickly turns on the light, still holding the necklace and the
paper. Chris softly whispers .." I'm so sorry,Trish...I love you so much." hoping that some how
she would be listening but he knew it was impossible. Tears start to build up again but he just
couldn't hold it.. He lets it all out and cries himself to sleep....
Rating: PG 13.. for now
Pairings: Trish/ Jericho, Randy/Stacy... and maybe more
Disclaimer: Sorry.. I don't own any of the WWE superstars.. .yet!
Archiving: You are more then welcome, just give me credit
* Yes, WWE decided to turn Trish a heel. Which I was upset but I give the girl credit, she makes a great heel. But I just wish she was with Jericho. But I will keep writing this story. I'm sorry I took so long to write it.. I've been really sick and I didn't have time to write it. I hope you enjoy it!! Review Please!* ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
" Hey man, do you wanna hang out at the bar after the show?" Christian asked, lacing up
his wrestling shoes.
"Sorry man. Trish and I have plans for tonight."
"I should have known" he mumbled under his breath while rolling his eyes.
"What was that?" Jericho asked raising an eye brow.
"Well, you spending your all your time with Trish now...It's always Trish this, Trish that. What does
your watch not have hours anymore or is it just Trish Trish Trish?"
"Look just because I have a girlfriend and a higher paycheck then you doesn't mean you have to
be jealous." Jericho replied shurring his shoulders.
Christian looked at Jericho incredulously. That's it.... he put a toe over the no-cross line.
" What the HELL is your problem?!?" Christian stood up facing his "friend" who was giving him a
confused looked.
" I mean really! You and I rarely every hangout now cause of Trish. Ever since that stupid
Valentine's Day gathering you pulled off, you've been all lovely dovely with her. It's been 2
months since you've been dating her and you've lost almost every damn match because she was
getting hurt and had to save her. Your loosing all your damn respect and your not getting the
push to any belt cause of that whore,. With all that FUCKING bullshit your giving her, I hope she's
laying flat on her back or getting on her knees for you. If not.. then that bitch isn't worth it!
Chris's mind was ringing of the words that Christian has just said,he has crossed the line. Chris
grabs him by his shirt and pushes him against the wall. Face to face, nose to nose, Christian
looks at Chris deadly in the eye, he can see that the burning hatered in them. Christian swallows
hard and tries to speak but Chris cuts him off.
" Don't you ever fucking say that about her again, you fucking little baster! If I ever hear or see
you saying or do anything to harm Trish. You will personally hear from me.. I promise you that
you will receive the beating of a lifetime." Jericho growled in a low voice that can bring
goosebumps to your spine. With that said he throws him across the room causing his
back to hit against the wall and falling straight into the floor. Chris grabs "Jerichos' shirt and exits
the locker room.
Trish is alone in the women's locker room sitting with her eyes close praying to God." God please
don't let him hurt me. I love him so much.. he's perfect. He gives me everything I need and most
of all the respects me for me. I've let the past be the past.. I've moved on but if does hurt me
again. I'll...I'll...I'll... just die! God, please just do me this one favor.." Her cell phone rings, she
quickly searches through her bag trying to find the phone, she finally finds it and brings it towards
her ear.
"Hello"
"Hey sexy! How have you been?"
" Jeff?"
" The one and only! "
" Oh hey! I didn't recognize your voice."
"It's okay.. so how have you been babydoll?"
"I've been great ... how about you?"
"Good good, let me get straight to the point..."
" Okay?"
" Are you dating Chris Jericho?!?"
" Wow, news travel fast around here..."
" Well are you?!?"
"Yea..yes I am. Who did you hear this from?"
" I've got good sources"
"I'm sure..."
"Does he make you happy?"
"Yeah he really does..."
"Trishy, please be careful. I don't want you to get hurt and if he does by chance break that sweet
heart of yours.... his ass is mine!"
" You'll be the first to know... I just hope this time its for real."
" It is Beautiful."
"Thanks ... now enough about me. Hows everything with you and Ames?"
"Everything is great! I love that girl like crazy! "
"Yeah, she's a great girl! I'm sorry Skittles but I have to cut this short."
"It's fine.It was nice speaking to you again. "
"Yeah ... bye hunnie."
"Bye babydoll.. oh and Trish..."
" Yeah?"
"Be careful!"
"I will.. bye"
Trish hangs up the phone and just smiles knowing she has a great friend by her side. Someone
knocks on the door, he walks and stands face to face with Trish.
"Hey beautiful" he wraps his strong arms around Trishs tiny waist.
"Hey Chris" she plants a sweet kiss on his lips." I've missed you"
"Really?"
"Of course silly.." she saids playfully.
" I missed you too.." he said in a soft voice that sound upset
" Chris.. hunnie... what's wrong?"
" Nothing just little worried about my knee thats all" he lied but he would never tell the real reason
why it was upset.
" Maybe, you shouldn't wrestle tonight"
" No .. no.. I can't let the fans down. You know they did come here to see me and of course you"
" Little cocky, aren't we"
" Nope, just stateing the truth.." he lets out a small laugh.
" Chris, can we talk?" Trish in a serious tone asked.
Chris gave her a worried look and nodded his head "yes". They sit across each other holding
hands, in compete silaince. Trish looks down at the floor for a few seconds; she looks up and falls
deeply into his blue eyes, she lets out a weak smile letting him she's okay. she takes a deep
breath and begins to speak.
" Chris, I know that the Valetines was 2 months ago but I just can't get over the beauitful things
you said to me and the necklace.." she grabs the necklace and holds it tightly." I've been thinking
alot and I want to ask you this.. how do I know if this is real? how do I know if your not playing
another game with me?"
" Trish.." before he can even finish Trish cuts him off.
"Let me finish please. Chris, I... I... I really love you. Your the only reason I'm living right now and
if god ..Chris, if your playing with me heart again.. I will just die. I won't be able handle seeing you
everyday, knowing that I was only a toy to you. I would just die.. Please Chris tell this is real.
Please tell me that the beautiful words you said to me on the beach are real."
Chris gets up bring her along, he smiles at her wiping her tears away. He slowly wraps his arms
around her waist; he looks deeply into he brown eyes and sees the truth in them. She really does
love him and really care about him; his heart melts knowing that the both have the same feelings
for each other.
" Trish.. everything I said on the beach and everything that I will say is true. I love you. You are
the love of my life, I can't live without you. Your my world, your my everything.. your the only thing
I need right now. I could careless about the money, cars, fame. I only care about you. I love
you Trish and I will always."
He leans his lips towards hers and plants a kiss. He reluctantly breaks the kiss; he removes one
arm from her waist; wipes the tears off her and slowly carelessly rubs her cheek. He brings her
head towards him and kisses her forehead. Chris whispers softy "God, do I love you" and plants
another kiss on her forehead. He breaks away from her slowly and just stares at her beautiful
body.
"Come on. Let's go for a walk, so we can calm ourselves down."
"Okay.."
Chris offers her his hand; she takes his hand, he begins to walk off but Trish pulls him back
towards her and gives him the sweetest passionate kiss he has ever received from her. Trish
ends the kiss and they both stare at each other with priceless but goofy smile. They exit the
locker room and walk around the building. They walk around the building hand in hand; people
stare at them at shock that they are back together but they could careless, they love each other
and that's all it matters to them. As they walk along they bump into nonother then the couple
themselves..
Randy who giving Stacy sweet kisses.
"Aww isn't this cute..." Jericho joked.
"Haha, very funny man" Randy responded with a smirk
"So, how's everything going between you two?" Trish asked
"Everything is great...I never got a chance to thank you Chris for hooking me up with
Randy..thanks"
"No problem Stace"
"How's everything with you and Trish?"Randy asked still holding Stacy.
Chris looks at Trish ." Great..couldn't be better" he gives Trish a smile.
"I'm glad to hear that"
" Well, Randy and I have to go. We have dinner reservations"
"Alright.. Bye guys"
"Bye" Trish said softly.
Randy and Stacy walk their towards the parking lot area. Trish and Chris are left alone in each
others arms, looking deeply into their eyes. Trish lets out a soft smile and kisses Chris ever so
soft it sends shivers down his spine. Chris kisses her back letting her know that he has expected
the kiss. They stand in silence for awhile until Trish breaks it up.
"I have to head to the lockeroom and get changed for my match." Trish told Chris.
"Your going to leave me all alone.."
"Well, I would let you in but there are other divas in the room, so I can't..."
"Are you sure, it can become pretty interesting." Jericho said wiggling his eyebrows.
Trish raised one eye brow "Yes, I am sure"
"Okay but before you leave...."
Jericho brings Trish closer to him gives her a sweet soft kiss on her lips, Trish breaks the kiss and
walks off. Even though the kiss lasted a few seconds Chris can still taste her sweet lips, he walks
back into his lockroom hoping that Christian isn't there. Chris is relieve that Christian wasn't
there, he down on the couch and carefully watches Trish match against Jazz. Chris gets more
and more into the match, Trish is taking the lead and just killing Jazz. Until Jazz out of nowhere
closelinesTrish almost taking her head off. Jazz grabs a chuck of her hair and starts throwing
her around ring. Chris couldn't seeing Trish in this much pain, that he jumps off couch and runs
towards the ring. People start cheering when Jericho runs down the ramp and stands on the side
of the ring,Trish finally battles back; she wipes Jazz on the side of the rope, she accidentally
knocks Jericho down off the ring. Trish quickly leans against the ropes to check on Chris that she
didn't even notice Jazz was behind her. Jazz goes for the roll up; the referee gets in position
counts...1............2............3....... Jazz is the number one contender for the Women's title. Trish
couldn't believe what has just happen; she quickly gets off the ring and heads backstage without
even checking on Chris. Jericho follows backstage into diva lockeroom; which she slams the door
right to his face. He opens the door knowing there may be some divas in their changing but he
could care less; he opens slowly and see's Trish standing, her back facing him. He closes the
door from behind slowly trying not to make noise; he swallows hard and finally gets the courage
to speak.
" Trish......... " But before he could even finish Trish cuts him off.
" WHAT THE HELL IS YOUR PROBLEM?? YOU CAUSE ME MY MATCH!! I WAS DOING FINE
UNTIL YOU CAME OUT!! I CAN TAKE CARE OF MYSELF CHRIS!!!!! I AM NOT MADE OF
GLASS!! "
"Trish.... I ....I... am sorry...I ..." again Trish cuts him off.
" SORRY,HUH? THANKS TO YOU , I AM NOT GOING TO BECOME THE NEW WOMEN'S
CHAMPION...."
Chris couldn't take it, he was getting upset and starting shouting at the same volume as Trish.
"MY FAULT?? ITS MY FAULT THAT YOUR NOT AS GOOD AS WRESTLER AS JAZZ ? IT'S MY
FAULT YOU CAN'T FOCUS ON YOUR DAMN MATCH. MAYBE IF YOU FOCUSED ALITTLE
MORE AND TRAIN HARDER, YOU WOULD HAVE BEEN ALREADY THE WOMEN'S
CHAMPION AND MAYBE JUST MAYBE THE FANS WILL LOOK AT YOU AS A WRESTLER
AND NOT SOME PERSON WHO HAS TO SLEEP WITH HER BOSS TO GET WHAT SHE
WANTS!! "
Chris quickly thought of harsh words he said without thinking; his heart broke when he saw a tear
fall down her cheek.
"Trish.. I ...didn't mean.." Chris tries to apologize but Trish once again cuts him off yelling right
front of his face.
"WHAT, I CAN'T BE ACCEPTED AS A WRESTLER? I AM TO PRETTY TO BE OUT IN THE
AND DO WHAT YOU DO? AM I SUPPOSE TO JUST LAY ON MY BACK FOR THE REST OF
MY CAREER?? IS THAT WHAT YOU WANT ME TO DO CHRIS? IS THAT WHAT I AM ONLY
GOOD FOR? "
Chris was caught of guard and just stood their in silences.
Trish lowers her voice.." Your silence saids it all.... Well, obviously you respect me as nothing
more then a piece of ass. SO FUCK YOU CHRIS!!"
Chris tries to grad Trish's hand to bring to her closer to him but she quickly pulls them away from
her. He looks deeply into her eyes and see's the anger in the them; he can tell what he said
to her hurt her deeply. Chris again tries to grab her had put she pushs him away from her.
" DON'T FUCKING TOUCH ME!!! JUST STAY THE HELL AWAY FROM ME!! "
" Trish.. please... just listen.."
" GET OUT CHRIS!! GET THE HELL AWAY FOR ME!!"
" NO!! I WILL NOT LEAVE THIS ROOM UNTIL WE SETTLE THIS!! " Chris yelled back.
" FINE IF YOU DON'T ...THEN I WILL!!"
Trish grabs her bag; she walks pass Chris without even looking at him and walks out the room
slamming the door shut. Tears start slipping out of Trish's eyes as she quickly runs to her car;
she makes her way to the parking lot. She puts her bags in the back and quickly gets in the car.
She's about to turn on the car, when she just breaks down into tears; lowering her head down on
to the wheel she lets out all of her tears and lets out a yell. Trish calms herself down; finally turns
on the car and speeds off quickly out the parking lot. Chris shuts his eyes tightly holding
back his tears; he grads the chair and throws it against the wall; hits his fist to the wall leaving
a hole in it. He falls to the ground and just breaks down into tears. He recollects himself and
leaves the lockeroom. He walks down the halls quickly, ignoring everyone that passes his way.
He enters his lockeroom grabs his stuff and makes his way to the parking lot. He finds his car and
quickly puts his stuff in the back and drives off. Chris speeds down the street and makes a fast
turn into the Hilton's Hotel parking lot. He puts his car on park and shuts it off; quickly gets his
things and walks into the main lobby. He rush up the stairs; which will be easier then an elevator.
He slows his pace as he gets closer to the room, standing into front of it he pulls out the card and
takes a deep breath. Chris slides the card and opens the door slowly, entering he puts his bag
down and closes the door from behind. He looks around the room then the bathroom not sign of
Trish. He looks in the closest and see's all her clothes her missing, nothing of hers are in the
room. He turns around and looks at the bed, he see's a paper folded; he picks it up not noticing
the necklace under it. He opens it sorry and begins reading it....
"Chris, I had to leave because I can't bare to look at you. I'm staying at a different hotel. So don't
bother looking for me..I truly believed that you've changed but once again I wrong. You will never
change .. I regret for forgiving you and for believing all those words you told me on the
beach and those words you told me earlier. I was stupid to believe that you loved me but that's
what you get for forgiving someone who made bet to sleep with you in the first place....Now it's
over. Good-bye Chris.. And also keep the necklace..."
Chris looks down on the bed and sees the necklace that he gave her on Valentines as a gift. He
sits next to it and picks it up and hold it tightly; rereading the note over and over. Trish opens the
door to her new room at the Best Western Hotel. She flicks on the light and slowly closes the
door, she walks towards the bed and puts her luggage on top of it. She opens it and takes out a
Chris's "Highlight Reel" shirt, that she took from him. She brings it towards her nose and smells
it.. it smells it exactly like him. She walks over and turns off the light; lays on the bed and cries
herself to sleep still holding Chris's shirt towards her letting herself smell Chris's scent through his
shirt. As Chris laying on the bed; quickly turns on the light, still holding the necklace and the
paper. Chris softly whispers .." I'm so sorry,Trish...I love you so much." hoping that some how
she would be listening but he knew it was impossible. Tears start to build up again but he just
couldn't hold it.. He lets it all out and cries himself to sleep....