Chapter 18 – Why We Hate.

Later that evening about twelve o'clock Trish and Chris came stumbling back into their hotel room both feeling a little drunk. They walked in and collapsed on to the bed and closed their eyes feeling tired after there very long day.

"Who knew the zoo could be so much fun." Trish said yawning.

"I know what you mean especially the little monkeys." Chris laughed and made a monkey face.

"Remind me never to take you rollerblading again." Trish laughed remembering Chris falling over half a dozen times.

"I'm still feeling the effects now. Yeah and thanks for your help" Chris said sarcastically.

"What about you? You almost got us thrown out of Madam Tausaudes."

"Hey that thing fell down on it's own I was nowhere near at the time." Chris defended himself.

"Oh and remember when we got noticed and we were chased by those Japanese kids in central park." Trish laughed loudly.

"Yeah that was a close one I thought I was a gonna for sure." Chris laughed.

"And you made us hide in that bar and got me drunk." Trish said smirking.

"Sure I did Trish. I forced all those drinks down your neck." Chris laughed a little. "Well thank you anyway for at least making me forget my problems for a least one day." Chris sighed suddenly remembering why he needed cheering up in the first place.

Trish opened her eyes and sat up.

"I really had fun today Chris. Who knew that we could spend an entire day together and not kill each other?" Trish smiled and nodded.

"Well I wasn't the one with the problem." Chris said self assured.

Trish laughed and then kicked Chris so that he fell off the bed and hit the floor with a bang. Chris sat up looking a little disorientated and looked at Trish.

"Why'd you do that?" Chris said still sounding drunk.

Trish lay back on the bed and laughing loudly as Chris got to his feet and lay down next to her. The room went quiet as both were thinking about the great day they'd had together it was hard to imagine them hating each other. Chris turned his head to face Trish and looked like he was going to ask something.

"Trish can I ask you a question?"

Trish didn't open her eyes. "Yeah."

"Why do you hate me?" Chris turned his whole body to face Trish.

Trish smiled and opened her eyes. "Why do you hate me?"

"I hate you because you hate me."

Trish laughed and turned round so she was lay on her front and her head was buried in a pillow, she then looked at Chris a little sheepish.

"It's embarrassing." Trish said scrunching up her face.

"Seriously Trish there is no way you can be embarrassed in front of me. I have your body remember." Chris smiled.

"That's different. If tell you you'll just make stupid jokes about it and never let me live it down."

"Trish you have to tell me. I need to know or otherwise I'll never be able to at least try and make it up to you." Chris pleaded. "I promise no jokes or remarks." Chris looked at her waiting. "TrishI need to know."

"Fine!" Trish sat up on the bad and looked down at Chris. "Well it was back when you first came over here from WCW do you remember?" Trish said looking serious.

"Vaguely." Chris furrowed his brow thinking.

"Well anyway I had…" Trish paused and put her hand to her head. "Lets just say I had crush on you." Trish looked embarrassed.

"You did!" Chris blurted out.

"Can I finish please this is hard enough already." Trish shot Chris a look.

"Go on."

"Well I spent months building up the courage to ask you out."

"You never did though." Chris looked confused.

"Yeah I did Chris you just don't remember it." Trish looked over at Chris who seemed a little confused, Trish sighed and continued. "It was after a taping of RAW and I waited outside your locker room and I asked you…you said yes and I was so excited and then later onat an aftershow party I think anywayI saw you and you were with these woman and you were all over them and I went over to say something but you acted as though you didn't even know who I was." Trish sighed. "I just got so mad at you that I swore I'd never like you ever again and I haven't."

Chris was quiet as he looked as though he was thinking. "Trish I really don't know how to apologise about that. I can't believe I did that." Chris said sincerely.

"Yeah well the past is the past." Trish shrugged.

"No Trish I'm sorry I was probably drunk." Chris explained.

"Well we all act stupid sometimes." Trish shrugged.

"No Trish what I mean is…" Chris suddenly sounded serious he sat up so he was facing her. "Back then when I first made the move over here well I guess the pressure and the fame got to me and well I began to have a drinking problem." Chris explained.

"I never knew that." Trish said.

"That's because only Vince and a few other people know. Remember when I was out with a hamstring injury? Well I was in rehab." Chris said sounding a little upset. "I came back a few weeks later like nothing had happened and never I told anybody"

"Why are you telling me then?" Trish asked.

"Because I would hate you to think I was a jerk to you and not know why."

"That's really brave of you Chris and thank you."

"I guess you could alsosay we've gotten pretty close lately too so I don't mind you knowing." Chris laughed. "I mean if switching bodies with someone doesn't bring you closer then what will."

Trish laughed at this which caught her off guard slightly. was she actually laughing at on eof Chris's jokes the same jokes she hated so much last week. Trush breathed deeply and thought as much as she didn't want to admit it Chris was right they had gotten pretty close, but that didn't seem so bad now.

The pair then both went quiet as the happy mood had vanished from the room and was now replaced with an emptiness. Neither was feeling as good as they were about five minutes ago before the truth was revealed. They remained silent both thinking about their past until Chris began to laugh and Trish looked a little bemused by it.

"What's so funny?"

"Well you know what that means don't you?" Chris said cheerfully.

"What." Trish still seemed unsure.

"You had a crush on me." Chris sang his sentence and did a little dance.

Trish rolled her eyes and then leaned over and pushed Chris off the bed again.

"Hey don't get mad at me I'm just saying the truth." Chris laughed from the floor.

"Oh well in that case it'll be like when you had a crush on me." Trish smirked.

Chris stopped laughing and immediately looked a little shocked at what Trish had just said.

"No I didn't."

"Yes you did a few months ago I think it was." Trish looked thoughtful.

"Where did you hear that crap from." Chris said dismissing the comment.

"Randy told me, well told you, he thought it was you." Trish smiled.

"Yeah well did you know…" Chris searched for his words. "That Randy also does drugs."

"Really he does." Trish wasn't convinced.

"Yeah all the time he's a total crack head." Chris said enthusiastically.

"Just admit it!" Trish yelled and then went quiet before speaking. "You liked me!" Trish sang back at Chris.

Trish began to laugh at this and stood up so she was on the bed and began to jump up and down singing the same line over and over again. Chris just sighed and lay down on the floor closing his eyes.

A few hours later Trish found herself lay in bed looking over she saw Chris in his bed fast asleep as if he had no troubles what so ever. Trish thought for a moment about the day they'd had and how great it had been but suddenly a tiny thoughy appeared in her mind that made the happy thought go there was still tomorrow. Trishturned on her side trying to forget but as hard as she triedit didn't go in fact it got worse. Trish sighed tomorrow was coming if she wanted it to or not and she had no idea what she was going to do.

A/N: Not much happened in this chapter but it was just so you could finally know why they hate each other.

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