A FEW MINUTES LATER
Adam sat in the locker room, which was still empty, thinking about the talk he just had with Paul Levesque… if you could even call it a talk. Even if it wasn't much of a civilized conversation, it did make him think about the whole Trish and Randy situation. He knew he should have just went to Trish with what he saw, but he didn't want to be a snitch. Paul was right about one thing… Trish really did love Randy, and it was going to be difficult to make her realize that he wasn't all he seemed. Sighing, he ran a hand through his long blonde hair, trying to think of what he was going to do about all this. He almost wished he'd never seen Randy at the club with that girl that night a few weeks back. Ignorance is bliss. Man, what the hell am I getting myself into? He remembered what Levesque had said to him as he left the locker room earlier. "I'm telling you this for your own good Copeland… don't mess with us. Was that a threat? Shaking his head, he just wished that this whole mess would be over with soon. He sighed again, burying his head in his hands.
"I'm telling you man, that Fifty Cent is one hot rapper," a laughing voice called as the door opened. Adam looked up to see Chris and Jay walk into the room, both men laughing.
"If you say so," Jay said, shaking his head at Chris's comment.
"I wasn't aware that you were a rap fan Chris. When did this transformation occur?" Adam asked, almost dryly. Chris raised an eyebrow at his friend's sarcastic tone.
"Since Trish was playing his CD in the women's locker room and made me listen to it. To quote her, '50 is the greatest rapper in the world,' so I had no choice but to agree," he explained. Now it was Adam's turn to raise an eyebrow.
"What the hell were you two doing in the women's locker room?" he questioned, eyeing his two friends curiously. Sitting down on a chair across from Adam, Jay answered.
"Well, Chris *swears* he just wanted to talk to Amy about something, but for some reason even though Amy wasn't there we ended up staying for about twenty minutes," he said, breaking into a smile. When he noticed that Adam wasn't smiling or laughing, his face grew concerned.
"What's wrong with you?" Jay asked.
Shrugging, Adam answered, "Well, I just had a wonderful conversation with Paul Levesque." Chris scowled at the mention of Levesque's name. Poor Stephanie, having to be stuck with that man as a fiancé.
"Oh goody. What did he want? To talk about his World Title and how wonderful it is and how he's the be all, end all?" he asked.
"Not exactly," Adam said. "More like to threaten me." When the two blonde men sent him a confused look, he elaborated. "Randy told him about when I went to his room the other day to talk to him about seeing him with that girl. He took it upon himself to come here and fight Randy's battle for him, and told me that if I knew what was good for me, I wouldn't mess with them."
"Bullshit," Chris shot. "We could so take Evolution. I mean, Levesque can't fight without hurting something, Flair is ancient… the only person who might actually be able to take the three of us is Randy, but he doesn't want to fight us." Adam shook his head.
"I don't want to start a fight Chris. The only reason this bugs is because Trish is never going to know about the way he plays her," he explained. Chris's face broke into a small grin.
"Dude, when are you just going to suck it up and tell her you like her already?" he asked, causing Jay's head to pop up. He was curious as to know when his best friend would finally tell Trish as well.
"I… well, she's with Randy still. What do I do, go up to her and say, 'I know you've been with Randy Orton for a long time now, but how about you just ditch him and start getting with me?' I don't think it works that way," he responded.
"You have to admit Adam, Trish isn't going to get anywhere with Randy if he keeps ditching her for brunettes in seedy clubs," Jay commented. Adam nodded in agreement.
"I know that… but until then, she's taken. I can't just take a girl from someone, it's not my style," he explained. Chris shook his head in disbelief.
"You know what your problem is Adam? You're too classy… if it was me, I'd have snatched her up already," he said, laughing playfully. Adam finally broke out into a smile.
"Bullshit. This is coming from the guy who is madly in love with Stephanie McMahon, and yet she's still with Paul Levesque," he said, smirking at the shorter man. Flipping him off, Chris scoffed at him.
"That's not important right now," he said, though he knew Adam was right.
STEPHANIE MCMAHON'S OFFICE"Stephanie?" Trish asked as she pushed open the door to the brunette's office, knocking as she did so. Stephanie looked up, smiling as she saw the blonde diva walking into her room.
"Hi Trish, have a seat," she instructed, pointing to a chair in front of her large oak desk.
"Okay," she said, taking a seat. "So, what did you want to see me for?" Eyeing the Canadian diva, Stephanie's smile faded and her expression grew serious.
"I uh, I wanted to talk to you about… well, about Randy," she said, watching Trish for any signs of an expression. Trish sent her a confused look.
"What do you mean?"
"Well," Stephanie started, "I know that your relationship with him has suffered ever since, well… since Evolution came back. I just wanted you to know that this wasn't my idea… it was my dad's."
"Oh, Steph, I never blamed you for it. I knew if anything you would have fought the idea. I know it doesn't do much for your relationship with Paul," she said. Not that what you and Paul have is really a relationship. Trish shook her head, biting her tongue.
"Yeah, well, you know how my relationship with Paul is… it isn't one," Stephanie agreed. She knew what she had with Paul would never be a real relationship. It was one of convenience. Her father demanded that she get married and she loved her father, and Paul loved his World Title, so it just seemed to make sense.
"I didn't mean that…"
"Trish, it's okay. I'm well aware of the fact that Paul is using me. But my dad, he's just stubborn… he'd practically disown me if I didn't marry Paul," she said sadly. Trish frowned at the brunette's sad gaze.
"Steph, I'm sorry. Maybe you should leave Paul… I mean, screw what your father wants. I know his opinion means a lot to you, but Steph, marriage is something that is supposed to last forever. I know you don't want to be stuck in a loveless relationship for the rest of your life. You're way too good for that," the blonde diva said, eyeing Stephanie with slight concern. Even though they weren't particularly close, Trish still considered the brunette to be a good friend, and she didn't want to see her hurting.
"I… I don't know Trish. I guess we'll just have to wait and see. Maybe," she replied, stopping when her phone began to ring. Looking down at the screen, she realized who it was. "I'm sorry, I have to take this. I'm going to have to go, but I'll talk to you a little later." Trish nodded, saying goodbye to her friend as she stood and exited the room.
Once she was outside Stephanie's office, Trish pulled the door shut behind her. She leaned up against the wall beside the door, sighing as she ran her fingers through her blonde hair. The conversation she'd just had with the brunette was beginning to worry her. She *was* worried for her friend, but that wasn't what really scared her. What scared her what that she was beginning to see a little of herself in Stephanie. Her relationship with Randy was slowly but surely mimicking Stephanie's relationship with Paul Levesque. She closed her brown eyes, thinking about what she would do if their situation came down to that. Trish knew she wouldn't be able to handle being in a relationship with someone who didn't love her and spent all his nights on the town with random girls. While Stephanie may have been able to bury herself in her work, Trish knew she wouldn't be able to do that. She was a very sensitive woman, one who needed a lot of love and affection to get by. As beautiful as she knew she was, she still had a lot of insecurities, and it really boosted her spirits to have someone compliment her and mean it. She sighed again, knowing that sooner or later she was going to have to approach Randy about this. She would have to give him an ultimatum… her, or Evolution. The funny feeling she was getting in her stomach made her think that his decision wasn't going to be in her favor.
LOL, sorry again for taking long to update. I've been really busy… but anyway, here's the next part. I'm glad you guys like this so far. Review please!!!! *Britney