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Chapter 7
The next couple of weeks were unbearable for Trish. Her and Randy were officially a couple now but she couldn't stop thinking about Paul. He "set her free" as he put it and even though she was in love with Randy, she still felt an emptiness deep inside of her. He was slipping away from her. He had become so distant and she missed him like crazy. She felt as if she was losing him all over again, just like she had feared. She knew it was tough for him to see her with Randy but at the same time, she selfishly wanted him to treat her as he always did. She needed him in her life desperately. She felt as if her whole world was falling apart.
Trish walked down the hall of the arena pursing her lips in frustration. She couldn't take it any longer. She was going to go and talk to Paul. Other than their storyline together, he barely spoke two words to her and she felt like her heart was being ripped out of her chest and stomped on. When she told him that she was moving on with Randy, she had no idea that it would cost her their friendship too.
Trish headed off down the hall in hot pursuit of Paul. It was now or never. Randy hadn't arrived to the arena yet and she knew it would be the perfect opportunity to find out what was going on with him. She had to get their friendship back.
Trish knocked on the Evolution dressing room, hoping that Paul was in there alone. When she heard no response, she tried the knob. It wasn't locked so she walked into the room, scanning it for any sign that Paul had actually arrived to the arena. She noticed his jacket and gym bag sitting on the floor next to the couch so she knew he was here. "He must be wandering around the arena," she thought. She made her way over to the table, grabbed a piece of paper and a pen and jotted down a note for Paul to come and see her as soon as he got in. Trish placed the note gently on the table and headed for the door.
Just as she was about to leave, she heard some noises coming from the back. She decided to go and check it out. The noises grew louder as she got closer. Trish's eyes grew wide in horror as sweat began to form on her brow. Her body became paralyzed. She began to pant, finding it hard to breathe. All the blood rushed out of her body and she became white as a ghost. Unshed tears began to pool in her eyes as she heard the woman call out his name. "Oh yeah Paul, that feels so good. Fuck me harder."
Trish was in complete shock. The woman called out HIS name. She wanted to run out of there screaming but she couldn't move. She hoped that she was having a nightmare and that she was going to wake up before the pain got any worse. This wasn't supposed to happen. She was supposed to come here and they were going to work things out. She had her heart set on that. Now, all she felt was nauseated. Her body began to tremble as she fell to the floor. The tears started to flow freely down her cheeks. She cowered in the corner as she continued to bawl. The pain was unbearable. She never thought that she would ever feel as bad as she did when she lost Paul's friendship. That didn't even compare to what she was feeling now.
Trish tried to get up but she just fell to the ground again, becoming completely unhinged. The woman's voice played over and over again in her head. The voice sounded familiar but she couldn't put her finger on it. It definitely wasn't Stephanie. That much she knew.
A rage suddenly washed over her. She wanted to know who this woman was so she could jump on her and pound her head into the ground. How dare she come and take her man away from her? Trish shook her head in disbelief. What the hell was she thinking? Her man? Where did that come from? Paul wasn't hers and he never would be. She had her chance and she cast him aside. He moved on and now he was in the other room banging the whore. The thought of them doing the horizontal mambo rocked her to the very core. Why was this affecting her so much? She thought that she was making the right decision by choosing Randy but now she wasn't so sure.
Trish tried to get up one more time, this time making it to her feet. She was dizzy and the nauseating feeling returned. She slowly started to make her way out of the room, not wanting Paul to know that she was there. There was no way that she could face him now. It wasn't like he was her boyfriend and she caught him cheating. He would think that she was crazy. Especially when she was the one who turned him down. He wanted a relationship with her but she said she was moving on with Randy. What right did she have to even feel the way she did? He was free to do what he wanted and with whom he wanted. She hated that it affected her so much but it did.
She finally made it to the door and exited it without being seen. As soon as the door was closed behind her, she began to sob uncontrollably again. Trish fell to the floor again in anguish. She pulled her knees into her chest, hanging her head in despair, the pain racking her body.
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Chris and Jay walked down the hall, goofing off as always. Each of them constantly tried to one up each other. Chris had a towel in his hand and he was winding it up and whipping Jay with it. "Come on Chris, cut it out. That shit hurts." Chris burst out laughing, holding his sides as the laughter took over. Jay was becoming really annoyed with his friend. He wasn't having a good day and he was in no mood for his shenanigans. "Chris, cut the shit man. You're really pissing me off." Chris continued to mock his friend, increasing Jay's anger.
Chris's laughter turned into a look of concern when he noticed Trish sitting on the ground in front of Evolution's door crying. He dropped the towel that he had in his hand and rushed over to her side. He gently took her in his arms and began to sooth her, stroking her hair as he whispered comforting words into her ear. "Trish sweetie, tell me what's wrong baby. Who did this to you?"
Trish didn't respond. She merely squeezed Chris tightly, holding on for dear life. She felt as if her world was crashing down around her. Why was this happening to her? She could hear Chris talking but she couldn't comprehend a word of what he was saying. All she could focus on were the words that came from the slut's mouth. It took every ounce of Trish's energy not to go back in there and beat her senseless. Then after she was done with her, she would do the same to Paul.
Trish shook her head trying to get the thoughts of them both out of her head. "No, No, No!" Chris pulled her into his lap, rocking her back and forth. "There, there sweetie, you let it out." Chris felt so bad for his friend. He didn't know who hurt her this way but he knew it had to be either Randy or Paul. He wanted to go in there and beat the hell out of whoever it was. Nobody deserved to be in that much pain, especially Trish. As long as he had known her, she had always been kind to everyone. She was no pushover though. If someone pissed her off, they knew it. Chris smiled inwardly as he thought of his spunky little diva. He wanted her back. The past couple weeks, she was anything but. He knew that she was slowly but surely falling into a state of depression. He had to do something before it was too late.
Jay watched on as his best friend took the small Canadian into his arms, attempting to take all of her pain away. He knew that she was in good hands with Chris. If anyone could get through to her, it would be him. Jay decided that the best thing for him to do was to leave him alone. "Chris man, I am going to go and get her a drink or something. Why don't you take her back to her locker room and get her cleaned up. She has a match later on and right now she is in no state to wrestle." Chris nodded his head in agreement, picking Trish up off of the floor.
When he reached the diva locker room, he was thankful that none of the ladies where there yet. He didn't want her to have to deal with the constant stares and the questions from the other divas. Trish slowly but surely was coming around. Her sobs quieted down a great deal. Now she was just sitting there staring out into space. Chris wished that he knew what she was thinking.
Jay came walking in, with an ice-cold soda for Trish. "Here drink this sweetie, your throat must be dry from all that crying." Trish smiled for the first time since Chris found her, thanking Jay for the drink. "So," Chris began, "Are you ready to tell me what happened?"
Trish sucked down the drink, not realizing how thirsty she truly was. She placed the empty can on the table and began telling Chris and Jay what had happened. She hoped that it would make her feel better getting it out in the open. "I guess I can start out by saying that I am a complete idiot."
"Why would you say that sweetie," Chris questioned with concern.
"I am such a mess Chris. I don't know whether I am coming or going. My feelings are all discombobulated. I don't know why I got so upset." Trish lowered her head in shame. "I am losing it Chris. I am losing it."
Chris grabbed her face gently, making her look into his eyes. "Trish, whatever it is that you are feeling, I am sure you have valid reason for feeling that way. Just tell me and Jay what happened and maybe we can help you figure it out." Jay smiled reassuringly, letting her know that they both supported her.
"Well, Chris already knows how I feel about Paul. What he doesn't know is that the night that I left the club with Randy, I ended up spending the night with him. Well that night turned into a week and somewhere along the way I fell for Randy. I don't know how it happened but it did."
Trish got up and started to pace the floor as she continued to explain. "Well, Paul had come to me that Saturday. He told me that he and Stephanie were getting a divorce. I blamed myself for their breakup because of the way I kissed him that night I joined Evolution. Then somehow it got turned around to him and how he made me feel when he called me names and threw me to the curb. I told him that I was moving on with Randy. Then he told me how much he needed me in his life but that he was going to set me free."
Trish choked back her tears as she remembered that night. His kiss was so tender, so full of love. He truly did love her and she turned him down. She closed her eyes as she envisioned him in her mind. She could still see that sexy grin that he always seemed to wear whenever she was around. It was a look that only she received. That look would cause her to shudder with excitement. However, she would never receive that look ever again and it was all her fault. The tears began to pool in her eyes again at the thought of never being able to hold him again. What kind of an idiot was she? She threw away the best thing that ever had happened to her.
Chris rubbed her back gently, giving her the strength to continue. "Come on Trish, tell me what happened after that."
"Well, after he told me that he was setting me free, he kissed me. He kissed me like I had never been kissed in my life. I was completely taken off guard and I off course returned the kiss with as much fervor that he had given. However, the kiss ended as quickly as it began and then he was gone. He hasn't been the same since. He won't even talk to me Chris. It is like I don't even exist anymore. Even his kisses on-screen are icy. It is like I don't even matter anymore."
"Well that is just his problem then," Chris stated furiously. "If he can't accept your decision to move on without being an ass, then he doesn't deserve you anyway Trish. I say that Randy is probably better for you anyhow."
"Chris, that isn't the worst of it. I decided tonight that I was going to go and talk to him. You know, make him realize that my friendship with him means the world. I wanted to give it another shot. Well I walked in there and I found the worst thing that I could possibly find."
Jay and Chris both looked at her wide-eyed. They had a feeling what she was going to say but they wanted to actually hear it coming from her mouth. "Please don't tell me that you…."
Trish nodded her head in confirmation. "Yup, he was screwing somebody else," Trish stated with annoyance.
Jay and Chris were stunned. They couldn't understand why Paul was being so cold to her. "I don't know what to tell you honey. But I do know that you need to at least talk to him. I know he was with somebody else and it is hurting you badly but he isn't your boyfriend."
Trish knew that is exactly what Chris was going to say. That is why she didn't want to tell him to begin with. He didn't really understand what she was feeling. "I know he isn't Chris but you just don't get it. If he supposedly loves me so much, how can he just forget about me after 2 weeks and just sleep with some random whore. I know he can't love the girl. I know I sound like a hypocrite because I slept with Randy but right now I don't give a shit."
Trish was interrupted by a knock on the door. "Excuse me guys." She walked over to the door and swung it open. Her eyes widened in horror as she saw Paul standing in front of her. She totally forgot about the note that she had left him. "You wanted to talk?"