The two stayed silent for a long time until Trinity disrupted the tension.
"Time is ticking away, Paul. Don't you want to say anything to me?" he looked at her with intense Pain in his eyes and felt all of his trapped emotions bubbling to the surface.
"What the hell is wrong with you? Did you not hear all of the things I said to you before? Are you that stupid? Are you?"
"Paul, please!" She cupped her head with her hands and he could hear her taking loud deep breaths. "One of the lighting crew was actually there to spy on me. I didn't know that. It turns out that the woman who came to talk to me was actually my social worker. I remember her now. The only difference is that she's dyed her hair and lost weight so I didn't notice right away. It has been nearly 8 years since we last saw. She knew my real parents, Paul. She knew them!"
"Why does that matter to you? Your parents gave you up a long time ago. They left you, they didn't want you. Or don't you understand that?"
"No! You're the one who doesn't understand. And all the years I hated my parents, I didn't understand either. But now I do." Her eyes began to fill up with tears. Angry with the way she was reacting; Trinity mentally kicked herself and sighed before continuing. "My parents had tuberculosis or TB as it's more commonly known. They put me up for adoption as they thought it was better for me to start a whole new life. My father died not so long after that but my mother toughed it out for a few more years. She died about a month before this court case started. I miss her Paul; she seemed like such a strong woman. And she never even told me." Trinity had crumpled up into a ball and began rocking back and forth. Paul was just about to move closer to her when he was interrupted by a rush of people through the door, followed by the receptionist.
"I'm very sorry but you are over the limit of people allowed in one room."
"Here." Paul handed her a $100 bill. "Now go." She looked appalled, however still accepted the money and left.
"Trinity, I'm so glad you're okay. I'm very sorry for provoking you earlier." Emily murmured, staying clear of Trinity.
"Girl, come here. I won't bite. I should be the one who's sorry, look at your pretty face!" Trinity gently patted Emily's wounds.
"As I said, I shouldn't have provoked you." The two girls hugged and Emily stepped back.
"Hi, Trinity." Maven greeted, moving closer to her. "You and Em were cool before I came into the picture and for that, I am really sorry."
"It's no problem. Don't worry. I know you're a good guy at heart really." Trinity then flashed him an innocent smile.
"I bet Stacy Kiebler thinks so." Shelton Benjamin gave him a pat on the back then sat beside Trinity.
"Shelty!" She exclaimed, hugging him. "How've you been, I didn't see you standing over there."
"You know I hate the name Shelty. It doesn't sound as hard. It makes me seem like some sort of stuffed animal." The whole room chuckled.
"Well, that's what you are." Trinity then held his hand. "Anyway, what's this whole thing with Maven and Stacy?"
"Basically, Stacy asked Maven out after the show. He said he was coming here first and after that, they're going to get something to eat together." Shelton sneered. "From one girl to the next." Trinity shot Emily a very concerned look, but Emily just rolled her eyes and smiled.
"Why does everyone always look at me like that? I'm fine with it. Besides, Maven and Randy go well together. She's tall, slim, tanned and blonde. She's really pretty as well. I can understand why everyone wants her. She's everything I'm not." Emily then frowned, so Maven put his arm around her.
"You're very beautiful as well, Emily." He then gave her a gentle kiss on the lips.
"She's also 16, Maven. She needs to concentrate on her schoolwork." Paul interrupted, avoiding eye contact with the both of them. Emily rolled her eyes, feeling angry at the way Paul was treating her.
"Guess what? I've been banned from hanging out backstage 'until further notice'? I mean who talks like that nowadays?" Trinity let out a small laugh and looked at everyone in the room.
"I'm not too sure how to say this but…"
"I hope I'm not too late!" Randy Orton came in, rushed over to Trinity and gave her a tight hug.
"Randy! I didn't think you were coming!" Her face was merry and there was a certain sense of happiness in her that seemed absent before.
"Well, I was going to come earlier but I couldn't. I had to stay with Christian and talk about why our match went wrong. Truth is, I shouldn't have been in the ring tonight. I blotched some very important spots tonight, which could have been dangerous. I was worried about you and that definitely reflected in my performance. I think Christian knew that and he told me to go straight to see you. So, here I am. Anyway, how are you feeling? Do you know when you'll be backstage again?"
"That's what I needed to say. My social worker wants me to go live with Joanie's aunt. Problem is, she lives in Australia." Several gasps echoed throughout the room. Trinity had already been crying but she let all of her tears escape her aching eyes. "So, I guess this is goodbye." She got up out of her hospital bed and walked straight over to where Randy was. "I'm really sorry. I wish there was some other way. Write to me everyday. This applies to the rest of you as well. I'll miss you all so much." She leaned in and kissed Shelton on the cheek. While they were close, she whispered sweet goodbyes in his ear. "I wish this could work out. Do not forget me, I'll never forget you. You are so amazing and although we've only known each other for a short while, know that I love you so much."
"Alright!" They heard shouting from outside. "Time is up, everybody out!" They all hugged Trinity, crying. Then the five visitors crowded round the door waved solemnly and left. She was now alone.