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Chapter 2

Trish woke up feelling worse than she had ever felt before. She went to go look at herself in the mirror, she looked like shit. Trish knew she would have to wear a bunch of make up to cover this face up. She was in the elevator, when it stopped and Dave walked through.

"Hey Dave, where are you going this early in the day without your little buddies?"

"Well Trish, I saw you last night and now I am wondering if you might be able to talk sometime today?" Dave said this as the elevator opened.

"Sure thing Dave. We can talk right now if you want to."

Trish rode in Dave's car as he drove somewhere to talk. All the time she was curious about what he wanted to talk about. She had an idea it was about Randy knowing how he had seen the two of them talking last night.

"Here we are Trish." Dave got out and went around to Trish's side to open her door. Trish thought he was such a perfect man for doing that. She was still curious about what Dave wanted to talk about.

"Okay Dave, what did you want to talk about today. Is it about what happened last night with Randy and I?"

"Well Trish, it sort of is about that. I know you loved him just as much as he loved you and it breaks my heart to see you like this."

Trish was confused about the last part of his sentence. "like this- what do you mean like this? I am fine. I have let the whole thing with Randy go." Trish knew this was a lie, but she didn't want to show anybody her pain and heartache, especially Dave or anybody who was friends with Randy.

"Bullshit, Trish I know you have not put that whole thing aside. Do you think nobody notices how you have been acting lately? We all know what room you are in and night after night I see room service bring in bottles of wine, vodka, and many other bottles of God knows what. Now could you please tell me what's going on with you."

Trish was so sick of everybody asking her that, and with Dave, she finally had it. "NOTHING is wrong with me!" Trish screamed this so loud, it almost felt good to let it out of her. "Why can't you all just understand that? I am fine and I can drink -" Trish was so angry she paused for a second to calm herself down. "You know what, Dave, I just need to be alone for a while. Can you just take me back to the hotel?"

The entire ride to the hotel was silent. Trish felt so bad for yelling at Dave. She simply could not take any more of her friends asking her the same questions over and over again.

When they got back to the hotel, Trish was ready to get out when she stopped and looked at Dave."Dave I'm sorry for yelling at you back there. I just have so many feelings inside of me right now. I'm sorry."

She looked into Dave's eyes and saw the look on his face. She knew that he didn't take any offence to it. She smiled slightly and walked away. Dave drove to the gym where he was supose to meet Hunter 15 minutes ago.

"Dave you're late again. Where were you this time?"

"I was talking to Trish. Have you noticed anything strange about hoe she has been acting lately?"

"Well I- Yeah she has been acting strange. Oh just yesterday, she said 'Hi' to me" Hunter said sarcatically. "Dave, you need to stop thinking about that bitch Trish, she is like every other diva here." He had never been one of Trish's friends so he was a little annoyed by Dave's question.

After that, Dave gave up on talking to Hunter about Trish and kept quiet the rest of the work out.

Back at the hotel, Trish decided it was time she called up a good friend of hers, Chris Jericho.

She dialed the number and the phone rang for about three minutes when someone answered. It was not who she expected to answer.

"Hello" A female voice answered. She sounded like she just got up. "Hello" The girl asked again. Trish finally figured out who is was. By the sound of the annoyance in her voice, Trish knew it was Gail. Trish couldn't hold her laugh back. Gail hung up. Trish was shocked by Gail answering Chris' phone.

Trish soon became bored so she figured it was time to go shopping again. But she wasn't going to go shopping for clothes.

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