Over the next month or so, the plan to get Gail and Molly into Evolution was going very well. However, it had also taken its toll on Trish and Randy's relationship. Randy had been spending a lot of time away from home. Trish had spent many nights alone in her hotel room until Randy had decided to come strolling in at 4am, the smell of alcohol apparent on his breath.
However, instead of confronting him about it, Trish chose to keep everything bottled up inside. When she heard him stumble into the bedroom, she would pretend that she was asleep, avoiding any and all conflict with her boyfriend. She wasn't even sure she could call him her boyfriend any longer. They barely spoke two words to each other and when he did speak to her, all she would get from him was a one-word answer and an attitude.
The stress of the relationship was really beginning to show on Trish. She barely slept anymore and the dark circles under her eyes were becoming harder to hide. To see a smile on her face was few and far between. When anyone asked her about it, she would change the subject, acting as if nothing was wrong. Nobody could get through to her, not even Chris.
Trish sat alone in the Evolution locker room on the plush leather sofa. Her head was pressed against her right hand as she rubbed her temples in a circular motion trying to ease the pain. She had been getting some pretty bad migraines lately, an obvious outcome of all the crying that she had been doing since her relationship started going sour.
Trish had arrived to the arena early, hoping that she would be able to clear her head before her match later on in the evening. Nothing seemed to work though. All of her thoughts were of Randy. He had gotten up at the crack of dawn this morning after only sleeping a few hours. He actually managed to leave her a note, letting her know that he would be at the gym.
Tears wracked her body for the second time that day as the pain of the situation took over. What was she doing wrong? They were so happy, so in love with each and then wham, he had changed just like that. He had been the sweetest man she had ever met and she was head over heels in love with him. He bought her roses any chance he got and basically romanced the pants off of her.
She wondered why he even pursued her in the first place if his only intention was to break her heart and move on as if she didn't even matter. She knew that she had to talk to him about it once and for all. She knew deep down that he was seeing someone else but she didn't want to admit it to herself. That would mean that she wasn't good enough, that she wasn't worthy of his love and that would destroy her forever. She had a sneaky suspicion of who it was and that made it even worse. When Trish first met Randy she never intended on falling in love with him. She was so hung up on Paul that she didn't see anyone else but him. Yet Randy somehow managed to find a way into her life and into her heart.
Now that she moved on, forgetting all about Paul completely, Randy turned his back on her. She was completely lost and all alone. The pain was unbearable. The thought of another woman in Randy's arms made the bile in her stomach rise. What she heard of Paul and the other woman was nothing compared to what she felt at this very moment. Trish and Paul never got to the point of actually having a relationship but that didn't mean that her feelings for him weren't real. It was just that her and Randy had actually moved in together and they were really becoming quite an item.
Dave sat in the doorway watching Trish break down, his heart breaking for her. He and Trish had never really got along but they put up with each other for the sake of Randy and Evolution. However, he knew how much she loved Randy and knew what had been going on with him. He had seen it first hand but it wasn't his place to say anything about it. He knew they needed to work it out themselves but that didn't mean that he didn't feel a sense of responsibility. He figured that if he could at least be there for her now that his guilt over condoning such a heinous act would just go away.
He watched as the tears continued to soak her shirt, the desperation on her face evident. He didn't want to intrude on her private time but he could see that she needed a shoulder to cry on. Nobody should be alone when they are feeling as low as Trish was, he thought.
Dave slowly approached her, trying his best not to startle her. He placed his hand gently on her shoulder and surprisingly enough, she didn't flinch. Trish raised her tear-stained face to look into the eyes of a very concerned Dave Batista.
Trish was taken aback by the look in his eyes. The last thing she ever expected to see was a look of sympathy directed towards her, coming from Dave Batista. They hadn't been the best of friends since the whole McMahon plan came about. He hated the fact that he was betraying his friend and he had always let his feelings about the situation be known to her.
"Dave, I didn't realize you were here. I will get out of your way." Trish tried to get out of there as quickly as possible, not wanting to get into it again with him, but Dave wasn't having any of it.
"Nonsense little one, you are not going anywhere until you let me know what's bothering you."
He did know what was wrong with her but he wanted her to try and talk about it. Nobody should hold something like that inside, not even Trish Stratus.
"It's nothing Dave, really." "I am just having a bad day," she explained, smiling weakly.
"Trish that is bullshit and you know it. You and I both know that there is a lot more going on here than just a bad day." "So spill it Stratus," he demanded. "Now!"
Even though he was built like a monster, Trish knew deep down that he would never hurt her physically. However, that still didn't change the fact that she was a little frightened by the tone in his voice. She knew he meant business.
"Alright Dave, you win." She paused for a moment as she paced back and forth, running her hands through her hair in frustration. "It's Randy. I think that he is cheating on me." To say it out loud and to someone else was like a knife piercing through her heart. "Actually, I know he is. I just don't know who she is."
Dave was very surprised how easily she opened up to him. It was as if she was waiting for someone to push her. The irony of it was that Dave wasn't even close to being considered a friend to her, yet she opened up to him instead of Stacy or Chris.
Dave was having a hard time deciding what he should do. He knew the woman that Randy was with and it would kill Trish to know. He hated to betray his best friend but how could he withhold that type of information from the Canadian.
"Trish I…"
"I…"
Trish focused her attention completely on Dave. She knew that he was about to tell her something and she knew it was big. She could read it all over his face. He knew who Randy's mistress was.
"Please Dave," she begged. "I have to know."
Dave nodded his head acknowledging the fact that he was going to tell her. "I think you should sit back down for this one."
Trish knew that she wasn't going to like the answer but not knowing was driving her insane. She took his advice and sat back down on the leather sofa. She held back the tears that threatened to fall for the time being. She needed to show Dave that she was strong. It had been over with her and Randy now for a while, she was just too afraid to admit it. But once she heard the name of the woman that he was screwing around with, it would be like the final nail in their coffin.
"There really is no easy way to tell you this sweetie so I am just going to come right out and say it." Dave paused briefly to look into her eyes to make sure she wanted to hear this. When he was confident that this was exactly what she wanted, he continued. "Randy has been seeing Gail."
Trish felt the life drain from her body. She shook her head in disbelief. "No! Please tell me that you didn't just say Gail Kim." Trish became frantic. She began pulling at her own hair. Her body began to tremble as the unshed tears began to fall again. "No, no, no!" Nothing could have prepared her for this. Once again, Gail managed to ruin her life.
Dave didn't know what to do. She was slowly but surely losing it. He knew that she was going to be upset but he never realized just how much. He grabbed hold of her tightly, pulling her into his arms trying to calm her down. Trish just fought him, pounding her fists relentlessly into his chest.
Trish continued to hit him over and over again as she yelled at him. "I hate you, I hate you, I hate you!" Dave knew that she wasn't directly attacking him but simply letting out her pent up frustrations. Her anger was clearly for Randy and Gail.
Once she began to calm down a bit, Dave let go of her. He knew that he couldn't leave her alone and he wanted to get her talking before she completely shut the rest of the world out for good.
"Trish, look at me!"
Trish looked up at him with her red and puffy eyes. She was so thankful that he was in the room with her or she didn't know what she would have done.
"I may be grasping at straws here Trish but I am guessing that your hatred for Gail Kim goes much deeper than just Randy. Do you want to talk about?"
Trish wasn't sure how he knew so much about her but he was totally reading her like a book. Trish's hatred for Gail went pretty deep.
"Yes Dave, I do want to talk about it."
Dave sat her down gently on the couch taking a seat right next to her. He placed her small hands into his larger ones, squeezing them reassuringly.
Dave gave Trish a strange sense of comfort. Nobody would ever believe it if she told them. He was nothing like she had thought. He had a sensitive side to him and she was sure that not too many people got to see it.
"My hatred for Gail goes way back Dave. She has been a thorn in my side for a very long time." Trish took a deep breath, closing her eyes to calm herself a bit before she continued on. "This isn't the first time that Gail had stolen one of my boyfriends. I really thought Randy was different but apparently he isn't. No man can seem to resist the Black Widow Spider. Once she has them trapped in her web of despair, they are usually done for."
Dave couldn't believe what he was hearing. He couldn't ever imagine having to deal with one of his girlfriends cheating on him. Let alone the same man twice.
"God girl, I am so sorry. I feel horrible. I knew I shouldn't have said anything."
Trish squeezed his hand reassuringly. "No Dave, I am glad you told me. Maybe now I can…" "Maybe now I can move on with my life. Randy is not worth all of these tears."
Dave pulled Trish into his arms hugging her tightly. He rubbed soothing circles on her back as her body was wracked with tears again. She cried until she had no tears left to cry, leaving his shirt soaked.
She pulled out of his embrace, smiling weakly. "Thanks Dave, for everything."
Dave smiled genuinely. "Don't mention it hun."
Meanwhile, back in Gail's room, Randy was lying in bed with her, his naked body covered with a thin sheet, Gail's head was resting against his bare chest. He was thinking about everything that had gone on over the past month. His relationship with Trish was a complete bust. He loved her like he had never loved another woman in his life. He hated what he was doing to her but he had to sever all ties with her once and for all. It had to be done and this was the only way he knew how to do it. He had to destroy her emotionally so that she would never want to be with him ever again.
He thought back to that night that he read Trish's diary. He never meant to read it but it fell off the shelf and opened up to a page that happened to catch his eye. Those words would forever be embedded in his head.
The way he kissed me tonight really brought me to life. The way his hands roamed over my body lit a fire inside. I wanted him to make love to me right then and there but I had an obligation to Randy. Randy is my boyfriend but Hunter is the one I truly love. But I must end it. I am with Randy now.
It truly sickened him inside. He actually thought that Trish loved him. He fell for all of her crap. He knew it was a mistake getting involved with an older woman but he did it anyway. He never drank in his life but for the past month he couldn't seem to get his head out of the bottle. Hunter was even worse than she was. He knew how much he cared for Trish. He told him time and time again how much he loved her yet he went to see her anyway.
Gail broke Randy out of his reverie by trailing kisses down his sculpted abs and chest. "Let's get in the shower sleepy head. We have to be at the arena in an hour." Randy shoved Gail off him and headed in the direction of the bathroom. He hoped that the shower would wash away the dirty feeling that he had deep down inside. He belonged with Trish, not Gail but he knew that part of his life was over.