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Gossip and Angels
"Trish Stratus was a very special woman," said a teary-eyed Amy to the solemn crowd. It had been one week since Trish had been murdered in that hotel parking lot and here Amy stood clad in all back giving her best friend's eulogy as she clung to Adam's hand for support. "I doubt the world will ever see such as special soul as hers again. She was kind, loving, gifted, and extremely giving. Trish never let what people would say about her get to her. She would strive to prove them wrong and in the process became a strong athlete to be reckoned with. Trish was my best friend and she was loved by everyone whose lives she touched. She will be greatly missed. Goodbye Trish, things down here just won't be the same without you."
Amy sat back down and Adam gave her a tissue for her tears as he held her close. He just felt an overwhelming need to be close to her. Something about this funeral just made him think of how he almost lost Amy just a year and a half earlier. Or for that matter, how he almost lost his own life, saving hers. He kissed her forehead as they stood to join the long line of friends and family who wished to pay their last respects to Trish and to place a flower on her coffin.
"That was a beautiful eulogy Amy," Chris said giving her a brotherly hug as he joined the line behind them.
"He's right," Jay said from in front of them turning to hug Amy, "I don't think any of us could have said it as beautifully as you did."
"I only wish someone would catch the dead beats that did this," Chris said though gritted teeth.
"We all do man, we all do." Adam said looking to the front of the line where Jeff Hardy was next to give a flower to Trish. He stopped, looked at the closed coffin for a moment, threw his flower down carelessly missing the coffin, and then walked away meeting Torrie. She pulled him into a deep embrace and sensually kissed his neck as they walked off.
"What I want to know is what the hell is wrong with Jeff?" Adam asked sending a glare the multi-color haired boy's way.
"I know man," Chris added, "he hasn't so much as frowned since the shooting."
"And now he's hanging out with Whorrie," Amy rolled her eyes as she turned away from the offensive woman who broke up her last relationship.
"Well, when I saw Trish before she ran out of the hotel she was crying. Maybe it had something to do with that?" Jay asked curiously.
"You guys haven't been listening to the gossip have you?" Stacy said turning from in front of Jay.
"Well, no," Chris shrugged, "what do you know Leggs?"
"Well," Stacy said, the five of them huddling closer. "The day after Trish was murdered Torrie was in the locker room bragging about how she's going to get Trish's spot on Raw but more importantly about how she and Jeff had been sleeping together for the last six months and that Trish had walked in on them right before she got shot."
"That worthless no good two timing tramp," Amy yelled before quickly regaining her composure.
"Wow Amy, I couldn't have said that better myself," Chris said with a smile.
"I just can't believe Jeff would do that," Jason shook his head, "I guess the brothers are more alike than we thought."
"I just don't think this is fair. She was murdered, and the man she thought loved her turned out to be a no good cheating slime bag." Adam said in disgust. "But for someone as good as Trish to die like that just isn't right."
"You're right Adam," Amy said sadly, "but too bad there aren't exceptions to the rules."
"Yeah, too bad," Adam said. If they made an exception for Amy when she was hit by that car then why couldn't they make one for Trish, he thought. If anyone other than Amy deserved a second chance at life and love it would be Trish. "I hope you're watching Lionel," he whispered as he gently placed his rose on the coffin.
Jason got to his room and angrily threw his tie over the dresser. This shouldn't have happened, he thought, I should have been quicker. I should have stopped her. I should have done something.
"Sorry to say there wasn't anything you could have done to stop this from happening." A man said from the chair in a dark corner.
"Who the hell are you? And how the hell did you get into my room?" Jay asked defensively.
"Whoa whoa calm down." The man said slowly standing up. "I'm not going to hurt you I'm here to help you."
"Help me? How are you going to help me?" Jay asked as he started to move towards the phone.
"Look I agree with you guys, it wasn't right for Trish to die like that. A special lady like her, dying with such heartache; it's not fair. So, I'm going to help with that. I'm Lionel by the way."
"Not to sound cruel, but Trish is dead. There is nothing you can do to change the way she died or how she felt when she did." Jay was getting angry now. He had been through so much in the last week and now all he wanted to do was to get away. "Now if you don't mind, it has been a very long day and all I want to do is get some sleep."
"Fine, I'll leave but not before I tell you this. Tomorrow morning you will wake and it will be exactly three months from the day Trish was murdered. We don't normally give that much time but seeing how she was murdered in cold blood we're making an exception. Now once those three months start you can do whatever you want with them. You can tell Trish about Jeff, you can do nothing, but know this, at the end of those three months at the same time Trish will meet the same fate. But how she feels when it happens should be your concern."
"We?" Jay asked
"We, the angels," Lionel said with a smile. "Go to sleep Jay, just remember what I said." And with that Lionel disappeared leaving Jay in confusion but feeling suddenly sleepy. Without much of another though, Jay got ready for bed and quickly drifted off to sleep.
