Ch 7
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"Please, just let me in." Randy said impatiently through the door.
"Trish...I can't..." Stacy said as tears filled her eyes once again.
"Stace, you're going to have to. There's no way around it." Trish said as she soothingly rubbed Stacy's back. "But if you don't want to tell him right now, I understand. Why don't I go and talk to him for a few minutes and I'll be right back, ok?"
"You're not going to tell him, are you?" Stacy asked with pleading eyes.
"Of course not hun." Trish said as she got up from the couch and headed towards the door. "I'll be right back."
"Ok..." Stacy sniffled as Trish left her alone in the room.
Flashback
"Hey Stace! I never get to see you anymore! You're always with Andrew now." Trish said as she met up with the tall blonde diva in the hallway of the arena.
"Yeah, I guess I am..." Stacy trailed off.
"Is everything alright?" Trish asked. Stacy's hand unconsciously swept across the face where Andrew had hit her the day before.
"Yeah..." Stacy said as she looked to the ground.
"Stacy...what is that from?" Trish asked as she noticed the bruise on the side of Stacy's face.
"Nothing...I um...got it when I was training with Vicky the other day..." Stacy said as she looked at the wall and then back at Trish.
"No you didn't, I was there with you remember?" Trish asked.
"Oh, uh, yeah..." Stacy replied.
"He didn't do that to you, did he Stacy?" Trish asked as concern filled her eyes. Stacy remained silent as she looked at the floor.
"Oh my gosh..." Trish said "Get in here right now." She said as she grabbed Stacy and pulled her into the nearest locker room, which was thankfully empty.
"Stacy, is it true?" Trish asked as the two of them sat down on the nearest couch. Stacy solemnly nodded her head. "You need to break up with him! You can't possibly stay with him after that!"
"You don't understand!" Stacy said loudly "He's only doing it because he loves me!"
"Stacy, if he loved you he wouldn't hit you!" Trish responded. Stacy got up and stormed out of the room.
End Flashback
"What the heck is going on? Stacy just ran out of my room practically crying!" Randy asked as Trish stepped out of the locker room.
"Randy, can we go somewhere more private?" She asked.
"I guess so...the only place I can think of is my locker room." Randy said.
"Alright, let's go then." Trish said as they took off in the direction of his locker room in silence. As soon as they got in there and shut the door, Trish began to talk.
"There's a lot you don't know." She said as she looked at Randy.
"Like what?" Randy asked.
"Well...I can't really tell you. That's something that Stacy needs to do herself. But you need to understand that if you want things to work between you two it might take a while." She said.
"What do you mean?" He asked with confusion in his eyes.
"Stacy's been through some tough times. Things have been hard for her lately. But if you like her like I think you do-" She said as she touched his arm "-then you just have to be patient. Things will work themselves out eventually. I should probably be getting back to her though." She said as she stepped towards the door.
"Just do one thing for me?" Randy asked before Trish left.
"And what would that be?" She responded.
"Tell Stace that I'm sorry for whatever I did. And tell her that I really want things to work out between us." He said.
"I'll see what I can do." Trish said with a sly smile as she stepped out of the room.
