Stretching out on the couch, Lita leaned her head back and closed her eyes. She held the water bottle on her forehead. The cold felt good, maybe it would help to relieve a little of her stress, probably not, but it was worth a try. She stayed silent, regretting every moment that she didn't tell Trish what was going on. Trish could help her. She wouldn't allow Shane to get away with hurting Lita and jeopardizing her career. Her stomach let out a low growl. It reminded her of how hungry she actually was. Maybe if she ate something she'd feel a little better, and get her mind off of the days events.
Pulling herself up from the couch, Lita pulled her hair back into a loose ponytail and was on her way to the cafeteria. She shuffled her feet as she walked down the halls. Once inside the cafeteria she grabbed a grilled chicken salad, and sat down at a small table in the back corner. As Lita dug into her salad - the first real meal that she would be having all day - someone sat down across from her. Lita looked up and groaned at the site of her company. Clearly not too happy to be seeing them, she dropped her fork onto her tray.
"What now?" Lita asked annoyed.
"I just wanted to see how you were doing, you seem a little distant. Trish said you were acting funny. I was just concerned. Is that okay with you?" He looked into Lita's eyes, and in that instance he knew that there was something wrong. And it wasn't just the fact that he had broken up with her. There was something else.
"Adam, I'm fine, and you should be the last person to worry about me. I can take care of myself. Now do you mind, I was kind of in the middle of something." Lita gesturedtowards her food and looked at Adam.
"Nah, I think I'll just hang with you for a liitle bit." He took a sip of the soda that he was holding in his hand.
Lita rolled her eyes and began to eat her salad once again.
"So, you would tell me if there was something wrong, wouldn't you?" Adam asked, with slight concern crossing over his face.
"I don't need to tel you anything anymore." Lita said coldly.
"I can tell just by looking at you, that something is bothering you. So why don't you just tell me? How am I supposed to do anything if I don't know what is making you upset? You can trust me."
"That's just it Adam, I can't trust you anymore. Why don't you just go." Lita glanced up a Adam and then down at her plate.
Standing up, he pushed in his chair, and looked at Lita. "I have my cell on if you want to talk."
As Adam walked away, Lita closed her eyes. She wanted so badly to tell him, but she just couldn't bring herself to do it. How was she going to prove to Adam that she didn't need him, when the first time something happened she went running to him?