PART 22
Trish couldn't help but jump when Adam kissed her, as she was obviously taken aback by his actions. After merely standing there, dumbfounded, for a moment, Trish threw her arms around Adam's neck, kissing him back deeply. She clinged to him tightly as she poured everything she had into their kiss. her mind hazed over slightly as she enjoyed the feeling of once again being in someone's arms. The feeling she was having in her stomach was one she hadn't felt in a long time, and she loved it. When their kiss broke, Trish opened her eyes, gasping at what she saw . It wasn't Adam she saw standing before her...
It was Randy.
It was that she had been kissing Randy the whole time, or that he and Adam had magically switched places. Adam was still standing in front of her, a bright smile spread on his face, but she hadn't *wanted* to be kissing him. Trish realized that the only real reason she kissed Adam back was because deep down, she had been hoping that somehow he could transform into Randy. She smiled weakly, all of a sudden feeling blasted by guilt. Noticing the uneasy look on her pretty face, Adam frowned.
"What's wrong?" he asked, wrapping his arm her shoulder and praying that it didn't have to do with him.
Gazing up into his eyes, it was clear to Trish that Adam's heart was in that kiss. It hadn't been a spur of the moment thing for him, but something that he had been wanting to do for a long while. She had always known that Adam cared for her, but up until that moment she had no idea that he was interested in taking things a step forward.
"Adam, I..." she began, trailing off shortly after.
She needed to tell him the truth about how she felt before he got in over his head, but that wasn't going to be an easy thing to do. She loved Adam dearly, but she had always felt that they were like brother and sister... nothing more. The more she thought about it, Trish realized that she probably *could* have loved Adam in a romantic sense had she never met and fallen for Randy Orton. Despite the fact that she hated him at the moment, and despite the fact that she was the one who initially broke up with him, Trish was still completely head over heels in love with him. She couldn't play Adam like that... it wouldn't be fair for either of them if she were to drag him along. Taking Adam's hand in hers, Trish frowned.
"I... I'm sorry," she said solemnly, immediately looking away.
Feeling the lump that would inevitably be followed by tears forming in throat, Trish did the only thing she could think of at the moment... she blinked back the tears and ran. Breaking free of his grasp, the blonde diva took off, pushing her way through the mob of people, the mere thought of stopping not even registering in her mind until she was all the way out the door. Once she was outside, she slowed up her pace, coming to a halt. She leaned up against the wall, slumping down against it. Now she was more confused than ever before. She buried her face in her hands, sighing loudly as she desperately fought back the tears threatening her eyes.
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Back inside the club, Adam stood in the center of the dancefloor, his mouth hanging open in shock. He couldn't believe what had just happened. Not only had he finally gotten up the nerve to kiss Trish, but she *actually* kissed him back. Things seemed to be going perfectly... and then she ran away. The Canadian wasn't sure what to make of the situation, but he already regretted it. The thought occurred to him that there was a possibility that she ran out of fear, or out of confusion, and that temporarily comforted him. But then he thought of other explanations... what if she just didn't feel the same way? Not only would he have his heart broken, but their friendship would never be the same again. There was no way he could take back what he had done.
From a short distance away, Kurt Angle's stomach dropped. Adam was going to kill him. He slowly approached his friend, instantly feeling guilty for going up to the DJ and requesting that song be played. He hesitantly tapped Adam on the shoulder, a consoling look on his face and he rested his hand on his shoulder.
"Adam, I'm sorry... I didn't know that..."
"Yeah, I'm sure you didn't. Thanks a lot Kurt," Adam cut him off.
Kurt frowned, not so much at the bitterness in his tone, but how absently he had said the words. The hurt in his eyes was so clear that Kurt felt a pang of hurt himself. The Olympic Gold Medalist opened his mouth to speak, only to find that Adam had walked away. He looked up to see him making his way toward the entrance of club. Kurt figured he was going after Trish, and at this point, wasn't sure whether that was a good or bad thing. Shaking his head sadly, he cursed himself for getting involved in his friend's business.
Adam headed out of the club, not sure where he was going. He walked to one side of the club, freezing when he saw Trish sitting on the ground. When she didn't lift her head, he figured that she had no idea he was even there. He stood there for a minute, debating on whether or not he should go over to her and explain his actions to her. She deserved to hear him out, even if what he had to say wasn't what she expected or wanted to hear. He took a step in her direction, but then his insecurity got the best of him, and he choked. He turned away from her, making his way out into the parking lot in search of his car. In the back of his mind, he knew he had driven Jay to the club as well... his best friend would just have to find another ride back to the hotel. His head hanging low, Adam sauntered out in the lot, his mind a blur of thoughts. He reached into his pocket, pulling out his car keys when he reached his car. As he went to press the automatic unlock button, the keys slipped from his loose grasp, dropping to the paved ground below him. Sighing, he bent down to pick them up, pausing as he saw a pair of feet level with his eyes. He stood slowly, his green eyes widening curiously as he saw Paul Levesque standing before him, a smirk on his face.
A/N: Okay guys… I've been getting a lot of mixed opinions on who Trish should end up with, and how she should end up there. Normally, I don't do this, but I've decided to just make a poll and let you guys decide what's gonna happen. To vote on the poll, go to my site Double Reality (the link's in my user profile) and click Polls in the Navigation column… the poll will be up shortly. It should only take you a few seconds to vote, and I'd really appreciate it!