Changing Her Tune
TITLE: Changing Her Tune Prologue
AUTHOR: Juliet3:16
EMAIL: R
CONTENT: VIOLENCE, ADULT LANGUAGE
CATEGORY: ADULT, DRAMA, ANGST
SPOILERS: Through Matt turning on Lita in the tag match against Bischoff and Molly and getting her fired the RAW after Survivor Series 2003 with one crucial difference: Lita was thrown out of the building before Christian could get Lita her job back.
SUMMARY: A drunken mistake, could afford Lita her greatest opportunity for revenge on Matt Hardy.
DISCLAIMER: Vince McMahon owns most of the people in this story.
DISTRIBUTION: WWOMB. Anybody else, please ask.
Changing her Tune
Prologue.
Perhaps it was not the best of ideas to get drunk after one had just gotten fired.
If it was, perhaps Lita wouldn't have woken up where she had the morning after Matt Hardy had played her for twice the fool.
As she groggily and painfully awoke, the night's events after RAW were blurry for Lita. She remembered leaving the arena, encountering Matt on the way out; saying Mason was his and taking him from her. She remembered going to the hotel bar and getting plastered. She had vague memories of somebody coming on to her and responding to it, figuring she had nothing else to lose. Might as well throw away whatever was left of her pride out the window too. After that...
Lita shuddered at feeling the bare chest beneath her. Taking a deep breath and getting the courage to look at who her bed partner was there was the tiny relief in Lita's head that the chest was too broad to be Matt Hardy's. It would be just like the bastard to sleep with her while she was drunk, if only to finish off her night of humiliation and complete degradation. She looked at the face of her bed partner.
She froze. It wasn't Matt Hardy, but she wasn't sure who she slept with was much better. As quickly as she could without waking him up, she scrambled off the bed and quickly located her clothes from the night before, which was, Lita realized with some disgust the ring attire she'd worn for the at ill - fated tag match. She made a mental note to burn them when she got home.
She silently dressed and hurriedly made her way out of the hotel suite, checking to see if anybody else was around. She really didn't feel like encountering anybody else right now and running into her bed partner's running buddies would only make things worse in Lita's mind.
'Of all the Evolution jackasses, it had to be him,' Lita thought as she quickly exited Triple H's hotel room.
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