"Randy I'm sorry, i, i have to get going." Trish said quickly as she threw on her clothes. Randy and Trish had been talking for the past half an hour about what happened. Neither could remember for the life of them what actually happened.

'Boy, that was a nice way to start out a friendship Trish' she said to herself as she was walking back to her room. She couldn't believe that she had just gotten cheated on by her boyfriend, whom she loved and then slept with his best friend, the guy that was helping her mend her heart, but she didn't think that they were going to be sleeping together anytime soon. 'Guess i know now not to drink that much' she said to herself as she entered her room and laid on the bed. Her thoughts were interrupted when her phone went off. It was Stacy calling her.

"Hello?"

"Hello Trisha, my friend how are you" a jumping Stacy said through the phone.

"Um, I'm pretty good, how about you?" she lied.

"I'm really good actually, I've got a date tonight!"

"Oh and who might that be with?"

"Mike Mizanin"

"Oooh really? "The Miz"?"

"Yeah, I'm excited."

"That's going to be a fun time, well what are you doing right now?"

"Nothing, i just woke up about half an hour ago, you?"

"I was thinking of heading to the gym, want to go?"

"Uh, yeah actually i will, I'll meet you in the lobby in ten minutes"

"Alright sounds good, bye" and she hung up

Trish gathered her things and walked down to the lobby to find Stacy waiting. "Alright, lets go fool" Trish said.

"Which gym are we going too? The one in the hotel or the one down the street?"

"Lets go down the street, i want some fresh air anyways."

"Ok"

They walked about a block down to the local gym in Chicago. They were mobbed by passing fans on the streets. Everybody crowded around the two beautiful women. All asking for photos and autographs. The two women took some time to sign a few and took a couple pictures. Then they headed into the gym finally after a half hour. Trish went her way to the weight machines, while Stacy ran on the treadmill. After an hour and half the women took off back to the hotel, to take a quick shower and head out to eat lunch. "I'll meet you in twenty minutes in the lobby Stace ok?"

"Alright I'll see you then, bye" Stacy said as she closed the door to her room behind her.

Trish followed down the hall and found her room, when she entered her room she found a man sitting on the bed. She looked at him with a shocked face "Um, what are you doing here?"

"Listen, we need to talk about something Trisha"

"No, I'm sorry i don't think there is anything that me and you need to discuss, so please go" Trish said pointing to the opened door. He didn't budge. "GET OUT!" she screamed at him. Still, he didn't move an inch. "You better get your fucking ass out my room"

"Oh, don't be too friendly Trish"

"I am in fact a friendly person, but i don't give two shits about you"

"Don't worry Trish, I'll leave you now but i will be back, and you remember that one." the man said and left and shut the door behind him.

Trish sat on her bed and let out a loud sigh. "Ugh, i can't believe that this is happening all over again, what is wrong with me" she laid down on the bed "Do you not like my god? Why do you give me the worst luck with men?" Trish thought five years ago that, that man was out of her life, for good finally. They had been high school sweethearts, yeah sweethearts my ass she always said to herself. She soon broke up with him after settling in college studying in sports. After highschool, they dated for one more year, and Trish called it quits after a night at a party. All of their friends had attended a party that had quite the amount of alcoholic beverages. Trish was pretty drunk when she noticed her boyfriend who was very out of it, kissing another girl. Trish lost her temper and just went after him. She could remember it like yesterday the very words that the one she 'loved' said to her, infront of everybody.

"Trish get the fuck away from me, don't you fucking see i don't love you? Haven't you noticed hun, 7 years of dating your ass has gotten me no where, so i don't want you bitch. Jesus you're so obsessive i can't do a damn thing with you attached to my f-ing hip anymore!"

"Chris, i think that you've had too much to drink, and you don't know what your saying. Let's just talk later ok?"

"No, you see you push everything aside, lets get it out in the open. I don't want you. Plain and simple, do you understand that Trish Stratus, I-Don't-want-you! Just get out of my life now will ya?

"You don't mean that Chris, I'll just call you later" Trish said as she tempted to walk out of the room but was stopped by the women that he boyfriend was making out with.

"Don't you understand bitch that my new man doesn't want your boring ass anymore? Why can't you just accept that one?

"Who the hell do you think you are slut?" Now Trish Stratus in highschool, was not the women she is now in the WWE, she was shy and quiet. She barely spoke her mind of many things, especially when it came to Chris, when he asked her to jump, she asked how high. She was afraid of Chris, due to his tendacy of getting abusive at times.

"Listen slut, i may have just witnessed my boyfriend cheating on me, and quite frankly the way he just treated me the way he did, i could give two flying fucks who he's making out with now. But you getting in my personal business is a huge NO in my rule book, you don't know me and you don't know who the hell he is for that matter. " she said pointing to Chris. "You're a slut who is going to forget the next morning and your going to go out the next night and get hammered like you are right now, and make out with somebody else, and eventually lead to fucking them. Why? Because that is just who you are now hunny. Maria really, i didn't think of you this way, i thought you were a good catholic girl, but i guess you can never judge a book by it's cover huh?" Trish said with asmirk "I really don't care what you have to say Maria, by the time you get married, if you do, you will have had screwed twenty guys in your young life, do you honestly want to be remembered as the town slut, the one that NO guy respected, the one that NO guy wanted anything to do with, but just for a lay. The one that NO guy would even think twice of dating. No because those guys, want a girl like me, and girl like that" Trish pointed to a girl who was seated in a chair with her hair pulled back, and completely sober, just there to have fun and enjoy their selves. "But you my dear, chose to be the slut, but that's ok, i can't wait to see how you look at our 10 year reunion. See you then!"

"Excuse me, but Trish who do you think you are you little bitch? Tearing my life apart like that in front of everybody"

"In case you haven't took noticed, but i don't care and neither does anybody else. Did you not get my message? NO guy cares. That guy right there my dear" Trish said pointing to Chris. "That boy will NEVER love you, he will NEVER treat you with any respect. You just remember that" Trish may have been the shyest girl, but she now was able to defend for herself, and that she did. She had the last word in, and from there she became the fighting girl who stuck to her ground and never backed down.

Trish sat on the bed, still could not believe that he was back. How did he find her she thought to herself, and why in the hell is he even friggen here? 'Am i going crazy' she thought to herself, as her phone rang and saw that it was Stacy.

"Hello"

"Where are you? you're ten minutes late!"

"Oh i'm sorry i'll be right down"

Trish threw her hair up in a clip and put on a pair of jeans and a tshirt and headed out of the room and down to the lobby to find Stacy impatiently waitng for her. "Sorry Stace i ran into... somebody"

"Are you ok?"

"yeah , i'm fine lets go out to eat shall we?"

"Alright, there's this little cafe down the street."

The two headed down to the cafe, only to be seen by him.