Part 4
Chris sat in the locker room by himself. How was he going to do this? He knew that Trish thought of him as one of her best friends, but he couldn't be around her right now...The night before had been a virtual hell. She had fallen asleep on the bed next to him and it was all he could do not to kiss her and tell her how he felt. But he couldn't do that...could he???
Adam walked into the locker room and frowned slightly. Chris was staring into space vacantly. Which was completely unlike him. He slammed the door...and still no reaction.
"YO!" He yelled.
"What? Oh...sorry man, didn't see you there." Chris shook his head as though attempting to forget something.
"Why so glum chum?" Adam said smilingly. Here we go....Chris was going kill him for that comment.
Chris looked at him blankly. "What do you mean?" He shifted uncomfortably in his seat.
Adam looked at him suspiciously. "Alright spill it Chris...I know something's wrong. I just said, "Why so glum chum", which on a regular basis would be something that YOU would crucify me for....It's Trish isn't it?" Adam asked astutely.
"No..." Chris looked up and saw Adam roll his eyes, "All right...it's Trish and this Jeff thing...I can't stand it."
"Well...You're going to have to stand it. Trish really likes him." Adam shrugged. "You're just going to have to let her go."
"But what if I can't? In fact I know I can't. Last night Trish was all being friendly with me and stuff and we stayed up watching another one of her stupid chick flicks, and I just...you know...she makes me happy whenever she's around and hell I know the feelings I have for her go way beyond friendship. I don't know if I can restrain myself around her ya know." Chris leaned back against the wall dejectedly.
"Well," Adam said hesitantly, "You could always just...tell her how you feel."
"Are you insane? I can't do that. She's with Jeff now. What kind of an asshole would that make me?"
"Well...if you can't stand to be around "it", then you can't be around her. It's either one or the other Chris. If you decide you're going to stop talking to her though, you better come up with a damn good reason."
"Damn WCW for shutting down." Chris muttered as he stuck his feet in his wrestling boots.
"Yeah like you would ever go back to their bullshit."
Chris remained silent as he once again put his head in his hands. "Damn it Adam, what the hell am I going to do?"
"I don't know man...but for all it's worth...I wished that you and her would have gotten together." Adam said seriously.
"Why?"
"Well you know, Jeff like just broke up with Beth. I don't want Trish to be a rebound girl. She deserves better than that. And I know Jeff's a good guy, but...you know, he's been all about Beth for three years, now all of a sudden, he's all ready to date after a month. It's just not adding up in my head. But you...you I know really does like her. It's just too bad you know."
"Yeah, I took too damn long. But hey...I mean who's to say that she would have liked me anyways right?" Chris said hopefully.
"I don't know Chris. I mean she likes you a LOT as a friend. You're not disfigured...for all we know she may very well have liked you." Adam retorted.
"Did she say anything to you?" Chris asked suspiciously.
"Well...I know a few months back she asked me if you were seeing anyone. I don't know if she was going to set you up with someone or if she was asking for herself. I told her you weren't...and then you guys became friends so I don't really know...but..." Adam shrugged.
"I know I know...it's too late. I need to go for a walk." Chris grabbed a shirt and walked out the door.
Down the Hallway:
Trish stood by a television monitor alone watching the match between Amy and Nora. She couldn't wait until she could wrestle as well as either of them.
"Hey gorgeous."
Trish jumped when she heard him whisper in her ear.
"Jeff! God...don't do that...freaked me out..." She stuttered as he wrapped his arms around her from behind and gave her a hug. She still wasn't quite sure how to act around him. But this attention definitely wasn't going to be hard to get used to.
"What if I do this?" He kissed her neck softly, and she felt her heart rate double.
"Oh...I'd say you can definitely do that." She said turning around. God he was so amazingly beautiful.
"I'm really looking forward to tonight Trish." He said as he tucked a stray hair behind his ear.
"Me too. But umm...don't you have a match now?"
"Yeah...shit I do. Ah well...See you later?"
"Definitely. I'll meet you outside the locker rooms."
He leaned down and kissed her softly then turned around when a sudden noise rang out through the hallway. They both turned around but no one was there...just a fallen table...broken in half.
***Right...so this deciding between Jeff/Trish and Chris/Trish is getting tough...I think I'll just keep writing and see what comes to me...welcome to the love triangle...
Chris sat in the locker room by himself. How was he going to do this? He knew that Trish thought of him as one of her best friends, but he couldn't be around her right now...The night before had been a virtual hell. She had fallen asleep on the bed next to him and it was all he could do not to kiss her and tell her how he felt. But he couldn't do that...could he???
Adam walked into the locker room and frowned slightly. Chris was staring into space vacantly. Which was completely unlike him. He slammed the door...and still no reaction.
"YO!" He yelled.
"What? Oh...sorry man, didn't see you there." Chris shook his head as though attempting to forget something.
"Why so glum chum?" Adam said smilingly. Here we go....Chris was going kill him for that comment.
Chris looked at him blankly. "What do you mean?" He shifted uncomfortably in his seat.
Adam looked at him suspiciously. "Alright spill it Chris...I know something's wrong. I just said, "Why so glum chum", which on a regular basis would be something that YOU would crucify me for....It's Trish isn't it?" Adam asked astutely.
"No..." Chris looked up and saw Adam roll his eyes, "All right...it's Trish and this Jeff thing...I can't stand it."
"Well...You're going to have to stand it. Trish really likes him." Adam shrugged. "You're just going to have to let her go."
"But what if I can't? In fact I know I can't. Last night Trish was all being friendly with me and stuff and we stayed up watching another one of her stupid chick flicks, and I just...you know...she makes me happy whenever she's around and hell I know the feelings I have for her go way beyond friendship. I don't know if I can restrain myself around her ya know." Chris leaned back against the wall dejectedly.
"Well," Adam said hesitantly, "You could always just...tell her how you feel."
"Are you insane? I can't do that. She's with Jeff now. What kind of an asshole would that make me?"
"Well...if you can't stand to be around "it", then you can't be around her. It's either one or the other Chris. If you decide you're going to stop talking to her though, you better come up with a damn good reason."
"Damn WCW for shutting down." Chris muttered as he stuck his feet in his wrestling boots.
"Yeah like you would ever go back to their bullshit."
Chris remained silent as he once again put his head in his hands. "Damn it Adam, what the hell am I going to do?"
"I don't know man...but for all it's worth...I wished that you and her would have gotten together." Adam said seriously.
"Why?"
"Well you know, Jeff like just broke up with Beth. I don't want Trish to be a rebound girl. She deserves better than that. And I know Jeff's a good guy, but...you know, he's been all about Beth for three years, now all of a sudden, he's all ready to date after a month. It's just not adding up in my head. But you...you I know really does like her. It's just too bad you know."
"Yeah, I took too damn long. But hey...I mean who's to say that she would have liked me anyways right?" Chris said hopefully.
"I don't know Chris. I mean she likes you a LOT as a friend. You're not disfigured...for all we know she may very well have liked you." Adam retorted.
"Did she say anything to you?" Chris asked suspiciously.
"Well...I know a few months back she asked me if you were seeing anyone. I don't know if she was going to set you up with someone or if she was asking for herself. I told her you weren't...and then you guys became friends so I don't really know...but..." Adam shrugged.
"I know I know...it's too late. I need to go for a walk." Chris grabbed a shirt and walked out the door.
Down the Hallway:
Trish stood by a television monitor alone watching the match between Amy and Nora. She couldn't wait until she could wrestle as well as either of them.
"Hey gorgeous."
Trish jumped when she heard him whisper in her ear.
"Jeff! God...don't do that...freaked me out..." She stuttered as he wrapped his arms around her from behind and gave her a hug. She still wasn't quite sure how to act around him. But this attention definitely wasn't going to be hard to get used to.
"What if I do this?" He kissed her neck softly, and she felt her heart rate double.
"Oh...I'd say you can definitely do that." She said turning around. God he was so amazingly beautiful.
"I'm really looking forward to tonight Trish." He said as he tucked a stray hair behind his ear.
"Me too. But umm...don't you have a match now?"
"Yeah...shit I do. Ah well...See you later?"
"Definitely. I'll meet you outside the locker rooms."
He leaned down and kissed her softly then turned around when a sudden noise rang out through the hallway. They both turned around but no one was there...just a fallen table...broken in half.
***Right...so this deciding between Jeff/Trish and Chris/Trish is getting tough...I think I'll just keep writing and see what comes to me...welcome to the love triangle...