Chapter Thirty-One: Jessica's P.O.V.

Once arriving in Albany, Dave and I checked into our hotel before going to the arena so he could get ready for that night's house show.

"I'm going to go change for my match," Dave announced as we walked down the hallway.

"I guess I'll see you afterwards then."

"Actually, I want you to come with me so you can meet Paul and Ric."

"I guess I could do that," I answered apprehensively.

"Great. Believe me they're not as bad as they seem.

A few minutes later, we were in front of Evolution's locker room. "Wait here for a minute," Dave instructed. "I have to make sure everyone's decent."

I nodded and waited in the hall for a few seconds until Dave came back out. "It's all clear," he smiled.

I followed him in to see Trips and Flair sitting on a leather couch, both wearing their usual Armani suits.

"Paul, Ric, this is Jessie," Dave introduced as they both stood up.

"Nice to meet you," I lied. Hell, I could care less if I ever saw them again.

"Pleasure's all mine," Ric smiled, kissing my outstretched hand. It took all I had not to lose my lunch.

"So you're Dave's new catch?" Paul questioned.

"I guess. If that's what you want to call me."

"Well, you must be pretty good for Dave to beat Randy up over you."

My heart stopped. I saw Dave quickly turn his glance towards Paul. There was nothing I could say. Dave beat up Randy for me? Why?

I didn't have a clue as to what I should do next, so I followed my body's instinct. I turned on my heel and ran out into the hallway, in search of Adam's locker room. Even though we had had a fight just this morning, I needed someone to talk to and he was the only one I could think of.

Once I found it, I quickly knocked on the door. It took him a few seconds to answer but he finally did.

"Did you get a reality check yet?" he asked, coldly.

"Please don't be this way, Adam. I really need to talk to you," I pleaded, checking the halls to make sure Dave hadn't followed me.

Adam sighed and looked at me. "Alright. Come on in," he answered, allowing me in. "What is it you need to tell me?"

"Dave beat Randy up for me," I replied.

"What?"

"He did. I was just in Evolution's locker room. Dave introduced me to Paul and Ric. Paul said I must be really good for Dave to beat Randy up."

"How do you know this isn't just some joke, Jess?"

"Because Dave gave Trips the worst death glare I've ever seen. If looks could kill, Trips would've died and come back from the grave so he could die again."

"I don't know. Something doesn't seem quite right about this. They have to be doing this for a reason. I don't like it. I'm calling all of this off."

I stood in shock in front of him. "Did it ever occur to you that Dave might actually care for me?"

"No and you know why? Because he is a member of Evolution! You can't trust any of them, Jessie! Why are you being so naïve?"

"I'm the one being naïve?" I scoffed. "You're the one that's being naïve. If I didn't know better, I'd say you're jealous because I'm spending so much time with Dave and not you."

"And what if I am, Jessica? Before this whole thing started, it was you and me and nobody else. I miss that," Adam told me, somewhat saddened, but I had no sympathy.

"You know what? You brought this all on yourself. You kept pushing me to do this. If you want to blame anybody, blame yourself."

"And I do, but how was I supposed to know you were going to turn into Evolution's little bitch? Hindsight's 20/20, I guess."

"No, Adam, I don't think it is because I can't see why I ever became friends with you in the first place," I said and walked out of his locker room and down to catering to think about the huge mistake I had just made.