Chapter 15 – Making My Mind Up.

It was Friday morning and for once Chris and Trish were sat peacefully eating breakfast together. This wasn't just strange to them but to all the other superstars as they never saw the two getting along let alone eating together.

They pair ignored the strange looks they were getting off people and carried on eating. Currently Trish was talking about Sunday when she saw the distant look in Chris's eyes realising he wasn't listening to her.

"Earth to Chris." Trish waved her hand in front of him snapping him out of his thoughts.

Chris looked at her. "You say something?"

Trish sighed. "What is wrong with you…well apart from the obvious." Trish laughed but Chris didn't respond.

Trish sighed again seeing Chris face knowing there was something wrong with him. As since yesterday afternoon he hadn't been his usual self. Deciding to go to bed early and not eat dinner. In training he'd just been a little subdued and lacked enthusiasm. Trish didn't know Chris all that well but liked to think she'd leaned something about him over the last few days and she knew for sure that he had a problem.

Finishing her breakfast she looked over at his plate he'd hardly touched anything on it and that definitely wasn't like Chris.

"Come on let's go back to the room and you can tell me what's wrong with you." Trish stood up.

"I'm okay here." Chris said quietly.

"Will you stop being stubborn we're supposed to be working together here, which means telling each other our problems. Have you done something to my body causeI can take it?" Trish nodded calmly.

"Trish I don't have a problem. Now I'm just gonna go for a walk okay. I'll meet you in the training room later." Chris stood up and walked away.

Trish sat staring at him walk knowing there was a problem but she did have bigger things on her mind like a concert at Madison Square gardens tonight. Fear hit Trish as she realised she knew nothing about Fozzy's music or any of the songs and Chris didn't seem like he was in the mood to help her.

Trish stood up and knew she would have to take her own initiative on this one hard hard could it be she thought.

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A few hours later Chris was sat quietly on the roof of the hotel staring out into the distance thinking about all the things that were going on beneath him. Chris sighed as he remembered why he had come up here and the decision he was going to have to make.

All he could hear were Randy's words and the fact he thought what Chris was doing was wrong. What else could he do Chris thought there was no other option or was there?

Chris stood up and walked to the ledge looking down he rested his hands on the wall and looked up into the cold sun above him. Thoughts were bouncing round inside his head back and forth over what he should do. Trish came into his head and what she had wanted to do and what he had asked her all he could see was her face.

Chris nodded his head thinking then suddenly he knew what he was going to do. It wasn't going to be easy but he had finally decided all he had to do was tell Trish which should be easy.

Walking back into the hotel he went to his room thinking she might be in there but she wasn't. Turning round he headed for the lobby thinking someone might have seen her around well seen him as Trish was still Chris.

Downstairs he saw Stacy stood at the front desk talking to the receptionist.

"Hey Stacy you seen Trish?"

Stacy smiled and looked like she was thinking. "She left about a half hour ago said she couldn't wait for you any longer and to meet her there and don't be late." Stacy nodded having finished relaying the message.

"Left to go where?"

Stacy raised her eyebrows. "The concert."

Chris's heart stopped beating for a second he'd forgotten all about the concert in.

"Shit I forgot can you give me a ride?"

Stacy nodded.

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Chris ran through the corridors of the arena backstage looking for the dressing rooms. Finally he found his room which was Trish's knocking loudly he walked inside.

Trish was sat on the sofa with head phones in nodding her head. In her lap was a writing pad and in her hands a pen every now and then she would write something down. Chris shut the door which caught Trish's attention she looked up and smiled pulling the head phones off.

"I thought you weren't coming." Trish sounded relieved. "I waited for you in the training room and then I realised I was going to be late so I left without you.

"Yeah I um…lost track of time." Chris smiled.

"Well you're here now so that's all that matters to me."

Trish grabbed his arm and pulled him over to the sofa and sat down she seemed in an unusual good mood today. Chris didn't however he seemed agitated.

"Trish I need to speak to you." Chris said.

"Yeah in a minute I just need to show you. You'll be so pleased with what I've done." Trish beamed like a child pleasing her parent.

Chris just nodded and went along he didn't want to spoil her good mood. Trish grabbed a bunch of CD's and sat down next to him.

"Okay so since this morning I've been listening to all your songs on every album, I managed to get a set list of Rich...that guy is weird by the way." Trish nodded pleased and continued. "I've also been writing down some of the lyrics so I remember them better...I asked if I could mime but Rich thought I was joking and laughed at me." Trish shrugged "Anyway I haven't shaved so you have stubble, I got you a hair cut you'll love this…" Trish looked thrilled. "I bought you an outfit." Trish clapped her hands together pleased.

Chris felt speechless Trish had gone to so much trouble for him, he hadn't asked her to do any of this stuff but she had done it. Trish looked at Chris her smiled fading as she saw the look on his face.

"What did I do something wrong?"

"No, no you didn't I'm just shocked you did all that."

"I just wanted to make up for making you look stupid this week. Your gonna look great tonight." Trish smiled again.

"I'm speechless." Chris said.

Trish stood up and walked to the mirror in the room and began to comb Chris hair. Chris just looked at her so much had changed in four days. Trish now seemed happy about what she was doing as though she was actually having fun.

"Are you enjoying this?" Chris asked.

Trish smiled. "I know I never thought I would but I actually am. I mean how many times do you get to sing at Madison Square Gardens. I'm nervous as hell but I'm sure I'll get over it"

Chris nodded he couldn't believe Trish was acting like this he'd never seen her smile so much before he really didn't want to break the bad news yet. Chris nodded to himself he'd wait until after the show to tell her.

At that thought Chris cheered up a little bit and stood up joining Trish looking in the mirror. Since Monday the pair had tried to destroy each others careers, they had verbal fights as well as physical ones and now to look at them you would never know.

A/N: Nothing new to add.

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