Heres chapter 5 as i promised, guys!! Hope you like it! 6 should be up soon

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So what if I didn't take Matt's advice? Jeff thought to himself. I kinda told Trish how I felt, right? Jeff sighed to himself and ran his fingers through the bluish mess of hair upon his head as he walked through the lobby.

It had been a week since their conversation, and as Trish wanted, they were inseparable all over again. Sometimes, he felt a little uncomfortable around Trish. The way they were always tickling each other and acting like a couple of teenagers made him reminisce about their past relationship. How could something so beautiful go so wrong?

"Jeff!" Trish called from the fireplace. The fireplace. "I've been waiting for you! I don't have a key!"

Jeff over exaggerated his laugh as she approached him, "Haha," He mocked, "I have a key,"

"I know you do," She smiled devilishly, "That's why I've been waiting. I want it."

"Well, sure, Trish!" He exclaimed, "You can have it!" He reached into his pocket and pulled out the key to the hotel room they were sharing and handed it to her, but just as she reached for it he pulled away. "Wait a minute," He said, "Where's your key?"

She blushed, "I, uh, dunno."

"Oh!" Jeff said, "In that case, you can have it." He handed her the key then extended his arm as high as he could just as she was about to grab it, "If you can reach,"

"Jeff!" She laughed, "Are you makin' fun of me?"

"Naw, only the fact that you're really short and I know you can't reach." Jeff laughed as Trish pulled his arm down and took the key out of his hand.

She was dangerously close.

"Brat," She smiled, and ran up the stairs to their room.

Trish had been hearing it. Jeff had been hearing it, too. People were starting rumors again. Matt had pointed out a few articles on the internet about how they were back together and in love again. They even found one where the site claimed they got their hands on a sex tape of the two.

Trish had always laughed them off, saying a quirky comment about them. And Jeff would always play along. Although, on the inside, there was a small part of him that wanted most of those stories to be real. How could something that had the potential to be the truth be so fake?

Jeff came into their hotel room to see Trish jumping happily on her bed. "I like this place," She said breathlessly, jumping off the bed.

"I noticed," Jeff said, laughing. "C'mon, we should be leaving for Raw, shouldn't we?"

Trish lifted up her bags and threw them over her shoulder, "Probably," She said with an evil grin.

"What was at for?" Jeff said as the couple exited their hotel room.

"What was what?" She said innocently.

"That smile," He said, "You're up to something."

"Who? Me?" She laughed, "No, I'm not." Then as she began walking down the staircase, she began to sing. "I know something you don't know..."