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Lies and Clowns
Jay walked through the arena halls the next day with a happy smile. He had been up all night thinking about Trish and what she had said and he thought he had come up with a pretty good solution to Trish's problems. By time Jay was done, Trish's faith in men and love should be right back where it belongs.
Smiling brightly as he walked to the catering room, Jay didn't think anything could bring his mood down. He was just about to sit down to enjoy his ham and cheese sandwich when he heard something that made his blood boil.
"I can't believe you got to go all the way with Trish on the first date!" Dave Batista said congratulating his friend as a high school teenage would.
"Well what can I say, no one can say no to Randy Orton." Randy said with a cocky smile.
"So how was she," Dave winked.
"You know I don't normally kiss and tell, but that skank was so loose she was begging..."
"I wouldn't finish that sentence if I were you," Jay growled as he cut Randy off.
"What's the matter Reso? Upset that Trish went for a real man instead of a scrawny little wimp like you?" Randy chuckled.
"Well, I sure as hell don't see a real man in front of me," Jay quipped, "all I see is a stuck up bastard who's mad that he didn't get what he wanted last night so he's making up a bunch of lies."
"You don't know what you're talking about Jason so back the hell off!" Randy growled.
"I think I do know what I'm talking about considering she came to me with her shirt ripped crying about what you tried with her." Jay argued.
"You did what?" Dave said shocked.
"Hey I didn't do anything that bitch didn't want me to do!" Randy said defensively. "Besides, she likes it rough, she told me so. That girl is..." Randy was then cut off by a hard punch from Jay right to his eye.
"Come near her again and I'll make you regret it." Jay then turned, grabbed his sandwich, took a bite, and left.
"Why didn't you stop that punk Dave?" Randy asked holding his eye.
"What you did was no cool and you deserved it," he shrugged as he left Randy alone.
"Jay, Jay come quick," Trish squealed as she grabbed Jay by the arm and drug him in the women's locker room.
"Trish what are you doing?" Jay asked with his hand covering his eyes, almost afraid to look around.
"Jay take your hand down."
"Well is everyone decent? Amy drug me in here once and I got an eye full of Nora." Jay said peeking through is fingers.
"We're the only ones in here Jay," she giggled.
"Okay," Jason released a sigh of relief as he removed his hand from his eyes. "Now why did you bring me in here?"
"To see this," Trish pointed to a small stuffed bear dressed as a clown holding an array of sunflowers and daisies.
"Awwww, that's so cute. Who sent it?"
"I don't know, all the card says is 'such a beautiful face should never be dampened with a frown. Here's to cheering up." Trish showed him the colorful card that came with her flowers.
"Well whoever sent you these is pretty sweet." Jay laughed.
"Who do you think sent them?" she asked excitedly
"I don't know Trish," Jay said with a grin, "looks like you have a secret admirer."
