Chapter 3
Jeff sat anxiously in Vince's office. He just wanted to get this meeting over with so he could go and find Trish. He missed her so much, but was very afraid of how she would react to him. He hurt her and he knew it. He regretted just leaving without saying goodbye. All he left her was that letter, a coward's way out. He relives that moment everyday and shudders every time....
"Well, well, well, to what do I owe this pleasure? Jeff Hardy waiting to wish me good luck before my huge match?" Trish said giggling, walking closer towards Jeff and the curtain, slipping her coat on. Jeff looked up, taking one more look at those gorgeous lips, perfect body, and awesome personality. "Just here to give you a good luck kiss before your match" he said pulling her into a strong embrace, like he didn't want to ever let her go. He slid his tongue into her mouth, pushing as far as he could, as passionately as possible. She broke the kiss and grabbed a breath, "Wow, you kiss me like it's the last time you'll ever see me or something," she said panting and giggling and the same time. Jeff just looked down, hiding his emotions for he knew she would read them. "See you after my match?" she asked slipping out of his grasps. "Yea, definitely" he choked out watching her turn and head out the curtain as her music hit. He knew that would be the last he saw of that in a long time...
Trish kicked at the huge punching bag, she could feel all her emotions running out. The harder she punched, the further she pushed Jeff out of her head. She began to let out little grunts now with every punch as her mind drifted back in time, thinking about the letter that she found tucked in her bag the night Jeff left.
"Dear Trish,
As you've probably already figured out, I quit the federation. Wrestling just isn't for me anymore. And I know right now I'm taking the coward's way out right now by not talking to you face to face, but you're the only thing keeping me here. I know that this is what's best for me. I want to explore my music career more and this is just holding me back. I don't expect you to understand, just know that I never meant to hurt you. And I hope one day you'll be able to forgive me.
Your Jeff
By this point, tears were streaming down Trish's face and she was beginning to hyperventilate. Her emotions were beginning to surface and she didn't want that to happen. "Blowing off some steam?" a too familiar voice snapped her back into harsh reality. She turned and brushed her hair out of her face, "Just practicing" Trish said, turning to face the man who is her most current pain in her side. Jeff didn't know what to say, it was obvious that she was not happy to see him, "I never knew..." Trish cut him off before he was able to even get a conversation rolling, "Look, just save your breath" she said as she blew by him, heading straight for her dressing room. Jeff just turned exasperated, he knew she would be angry, but something was different with her. He didn't see the caring Trish he left behind, all he saw was coldness. "I have to go find Amy," he said as he turned and headed down the hall.