A/N Hi! Thanks for all the reveiews! I mean that too! Here is the next chapter. I hope to get the next chapter up over the weekend. I hope you like this. I don't own anybody. Of course!

Chapter 8

Trish was giving the finishing touches on her dress and make up when Dave knocked on the door. Before she answered the door, she noticed the bottles of alcohol lying in the floor, so she quickly hid them under the sheets of her bed. She was so excited about going out to dinner with Dave. She opened the door and was greeted by Dave with a kiss and rose.

"So are you ready to eat? "

"I'm am so hungry. I haven't eaten anything since this morning." Trish was pleased with how Dave was so nice to her, he was not like any other of her other boyfriends in the past.

Trish and Dave walked out to the limo. Dave, being the gentleman he is, opened Trish's door for her before getting in himself.

"So Dave where are we going?"

"You'll see." Dave said this with a smile as if he knew something Trish didn't, which drove Trish insane.

The two arrived at the resturant. It was so beautiful, Trish was amazed by it. The waitor sat them down and after a few minutes took their order. After that, they talked.

"Trish can I ask you something?"

"Yeah sure anything." Trish was so comfortable with Dave, she was willing to tell him anything, even her deepest secrets.

"Well I - Trish, are you okay now. I mean now that you have the support of me and Ric and everybody else, do you feel better?" Dave was concerned for Trish knowing her problems.

"Dave I can reassure you I want to get better and I am. You made me want to change. I guess I kind of been avoiding the real issue here and you made me relise that I really did have a problem. A very bad problem. I want to get better, I am better. Trust me."

Over the next hour, Trish and Dave talked. Trish had already had 5 drinks when she saw Victoria and Molly walk in. Those two just runied her day for good. They saw Trish and both started laughing and making comments about her. Trish excused herself from the table and got up out of her seat and started walking , more like stumbling over to them. She wanted to kill both of them for ruining her date with Dave.

"Trish, what a surprise! Who are you with tonight, more of your slutty friends I bet." Molly looked at Trish as if she was some local whore they saw on the corner of the street.

"Well not really." Trish forgot about Dave and jumped Molly as Victoria jumped Trish. The three started fighting when Dave walked over and pulled Trish off the the two girls. Trish wasn't going without a fight. She tried to get out of Dave's arms, but he was too strong.

"Trish calm down. Trish!" Dave didn't understand why Trish jumped Victoria, but he was going to find out.

"Okay, okay I'm fine. I'm cool." Trish signaled to Dave that he could let her go.

"Trish what the hell was that all about. You know, you didn't have to do that. You could have just walked away."

Trish and Dave walked back to their seat. Trish ordered to waitor to get her another drink.

"It was nothing Dave, just a simple rivalry. That's all." The waitor brought her another drink and she guzzled it down.

"Trish I have had many rivalries and none of them got to the point where we fought in a resturant. Trish I know there is something more to this. What is it?"

Trish seemed to be annoyed by this question. She just wanted to skip dinner now.

"Save the concern for someone who needs it, Dave. You know damn well I have always hated her and Molly. It is just Victoria pisses me off a lot more than anybody else." Trish looked at Dave. "Dave, can we please go now. I don't want to be here anymore."

"I think that is a good idea. Let's go back to the hotel. We can talk about this there."

"Or we could do something else in the hotel room." Trish suggusted this as she looked at Dave with a sultry look.

"Yeah, that sounds a lot better than my idea."

The two walked to the limo. Trish, having had about 6 and a half drinks, kind of stumbled, but Dave was there to help her. They were both silent the entire drive there. Even though they didn't talk, they still held hands and kissed every once in a while.

They arrived at the hotel and went up to Trish's room. They didn't want to go to Dave's room because he knew Ric, Hunter and Randy would most likely be there.

"Dave, I am going to get cleaned up. I have some kind of drink on my dress. I will be right back. You can make yourself comfty."

As Trish was cleaning up, Dave sat down on her bed and felt something under the sheets as he laid back. He tried to find where it was exactly and when he finally found what it was, he was a little more than confused. It was the bottles of whiskey and vodka. He wanted to wait until Trish came back out to confront her with this. Trish was unaware of the bottles until she peaked out and saw him sitting on the bed. Shit, she thought. She had no idea of how she was going to get him to believe that those were from a few days ago.

"Trish, could you come out here, please." Dave was tired of of waiting for her to come out. This was not the way either of them thought this night would end.

Oh NO! Whats going to happen to Trish and Dave? Is he going to believe her? I know you don't really like cliffhangers so dont worry I will have the next chapter up sometime Saturday.

You know what to do. Right?