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Song 6: "Over" by Lindsay Lohan

It was a day that Trish Stratus had never anticipated and was now dreading. After 5 years of dating and 1 year of being engaged, the 7-time Women's Champion and Chris Jericho's relationship was coming to an end. Trish was more than a little upset about the fact that she and Chris would no longer be together after today, because she still loved the man despite all the fighting, crying, and the pain and anger he'd caused her. She didn't want their friendship to end just because their relationship was, but Trish just didn't know if Chris would be able to handle them being just friends.

I watch the walls around me crumble

But it's not like I won't build them up again

A common misconception about relationships that Trish hated was that the dumper never felt any pain. Apparently, the only person who was allowed to be in pain was the person being dumped. Well, that wasn't true. It wasn't like she was ending the relationship because she'd fallen out of love with Chris. As harsh as it sounded, they just weren't working out anymore. It was as simple as that. Trish didn't feel it would be fair to herself or Chris if she stayed in a relationship that she was unhappy in just because she was afraid of hurting his feelings. She'd wrestled with the decision for almost a week now, and she couldn't take it anymore. To move on with her life, she had to let go, no matter how much it would hurt.

So here's your last chance for redemption

So take it while it lasts because it will end

A wave of guilt rushed through Trish's body as she began packing up her things and putting them away in the boxes she'd gathered the day before yesterday. She and Chris had been together for five years, and she knew exactly what his reaction would be once she broke the news to him. First he would be hurt and ask what he'd done wrong, and then he'd beg her not to go and apologize for whatever he thought he'd done wrong. But unlike all the other times Trish had vowed to leave, this time was different. Chris hadn't done anything wrong this time, really. She felt that the relationship had run its course. Trish rubbed a hand over her eyes and silently willed herself to be strong. She had to be, because if she showed any signs of weakness, Chris would pick up on that and use it to his advantage. She needed to stick with her original plan, no matter how much she didn't want to.

And my tears are turning into time I've wasted

Trying to find a reason for goodbye

Meanwhile, Chris Jericho was sitting upstairs in the bedroom he and Trish had shared. He stared intently at the light pink wallpaper that Trish had picked out, while trying to figure out exactly what the state of his relationship was at the moment. He'd noticed that Trish had been cold and distant lately, even though she'd tried to hide it by brushing her behavior off and explaining it away. They'd spent so much time together that it was practically impossible for either of them to hide their emotions. Maybe Trish hadn't given it a second thought, but Chris had. He knew that things had been different between them lately—the blankets and pillow that was his makeshift bed on the downstairs couch was proof of that. Did Trish not love him anymore? He wasn't sure exactly; all he knew was that she hadn't spoken much more than two words to him in the past week, and every time he went to hug her or kiss her, she turned away. He couldn't figure it out, and since Trish wasn't exactly volunteering her reasons for doing that, he was left to figure it out on his own.

If a breakup was what Trish had planned, Chris wanted to hear her say it. He didn't want to just blurt it out carelessly, only to find out that Trish hadn't been thinking about that at all. Women were difficult sometimes, and for all Chris knew, Trish could just be having personal issues. He hoped she wasn't planning to dump him, but his mind kept wandering back to the possibility.

I can't live without you

Can't breathe without you, I dream about you,

Honestly, tell me that it's over

Because if the world is spinning and I'm still living

It won't be right if we're not in it together

Tell me that it's over

Chris would be lying if he said that Trish breaking up with him wouldn't hurt. It would, and hurt like hell. But, he wasn't going to make Trish stay with him if she wasn't happy just because he couldn't handle it. Five years with the same person hadn't been a problem for Chris, because he was monogamous by nature. But when he'd met Trish, neither one of them had been looking for a serious relationship. Trish had told him on several occasions that she didn't want to jump into anything too quick, and that a fun time was all she was looking for. It surprised Chris that they had lasted this long together, but at the same time, he was quite happy about it. Trish had only been looking for a good time, no commitment, and look what had happened. Somewhere along the line, she'd fallen in love with him, and he'd fallen in love with her. Their relationship hadn't always been the best at times (mostly because of Chris's self-esteem and confidence issues, which he regretted), but Chris had always made sure to let Trish know how much she meant to him. Every bad decision or hurtful thing he'd said to her stuck with him, and he'd always made sure to try and make it up to the beautiful woman he'd called his princess.

Chris needed to know what Trish's intentions were, and whether or not their relationship was about to come to an end. If so, then he'd leave gracefully, but he'd make sure that Trish knew he would always love her and that he'd wait for her in case she changed her mind. Trish wasn't just his girlfriend, but also his best friend. That would never change, no matter what happened.

I won't be the one to chase you

But at the same time you're the heart that I call home

I'm always stuck with these emotions

And the more I try to feel the less I'm whole

He could hear footsteps approaching his door, so Chris reluctantly got up from his comfy position and opened the door slightly, allowing the woman he loved to come in and sit down beside him on the bed. One look at her face showed that Trish had been crying, because those beautiful eyes that Chris loved to gaze into so much were bloodshot and rimmed with tears. It broke his heart.

"What's wrong, babe?" he asked softly, as he gently wiped a stray tear away with his thumb. Trish opened and closed her mouth several times and that's when the realization of what was about to happen hit Chris. This is really happening, he thought. It's over. He looked at Trish intently, hoping for any sign that would prove him wrong. Trish wouldn't make eye contact with him, though, and he knew why. The end of the best, healthiest relationship he'd ever had in his adult life was ending. So why wasn't he as sad as he'd anticipated? Maybe it was because he'd been thinking about it and preparing himself for it earlier. Chris was still a bit surprised, though, and he couldn't hide it. He waited for Trish to speak, trying not to get angry.

"Well, you know that I've been distant lately," Trish said, her voice wavering. "Chris, I just want you to know that you did nothing wrong, and that I still love you. But I just don't feel like we're working out anymore, and I think that it's time we ended this." She looked up at Chris and saw that his eyes were tearing up. She wanted to hug him, but she rested her hand on his knee instead, a little worried that he might push it away. He didn't, though.

My tears are turning into time

I've wasted trying to find a reason for goodbye

"Please try to understand," she continued. "I do still love you. But I've been thinking about this lately, and I just don't feel like the relationship is the same as it once was. I know, I know, you probably think that there's some other reason for this, and that I'm feeding you a bunch of crap. I understand if you hate me and don't want us to be friends, but I hope that won't happen." She gently patted his knee and sat back a bit.

Chris raked a hand through his short blonde hair and tried to think of what to say in response to the revelation he knew had been coming. Truthfully, he was a little bit hurt and shocked by it, but at the same time, he wasn't totally surprised. That didn't mean he wasn't hurt, though. He did believe that Trish still cared about him and always would, and he was also pretty sure that there wasn't someone else. Maybe their relationship had gotten stale, and despite their best efforts to spice it up, it was just beyond repair. How could he hate Trish for feeling that way when he thought the same thing? The only difference between the two was that Chris wanted to keep holding on, while Trish had the courage to let go and move on. Chris was angrier with himself for becoming dependent on another person, which was something he swore he'd never do.

"No, I don't hate you," he replied with a sigh. "I was thinking about it earlier, and I figured that this was coming. I guess I just hoped that it wasn't true." He took Trish's small hand in his and smiled at her. "And don't you ever think I would hate you for this. The way you feel is something you cannot change, and I can't fault you for it. I'm glad you were honest with me about it."

Trish smiled back warily, still a bit confused about Chris's reaction. She'd almost expected him to yell, scream, or cuss at her. But maybe she shouldn't have thought that, because she knew Chris better than that. He was handling this much better than she was, even though it wasn't showing.

"You know that I'll always be here if you change your mind, right?" Chris asked hopefully. "I'd wait forever for you, Trish. I mean that."

Trish leaned over and placed a small kiss on the former Intercontinental Champ's lips and tweaked his nose playfully, which was a gesture they used to do to one another to show their affection. Chris smiled and returned the gesture, which almost made her laugh. She pulled away and, brushing a piece of hair back from her face, said,

"I appreciate it, Chris, and I do love you. But I have to do this for me. I think it's what I need at this stage in my life." Her expression was serious. "Don't think for a second that this has anything to do with you. We had a wonderful time, even though it was tumultuous at times, and I wouldn't trade it for anything. I just need some time to myself, to figure out what I want in life and in a relationship."

"You sure I can't change your mind?" Chris asked hopefully. He wanted Trish to be happy but if there was a possibility that she might change her mind, he was going to take advantage of it.

"No, Chris," Trish replied firmly, trying not to smile. "There's no changing my mind. Please try to understand, I have to do this."

Chris nodded and threw his hands up in surrender.

"Okay, okay, I give up," he replied good-naturedly. "You know I had to try." He became serious for a moment. Now that it was over, what was he supposed to say? Good luck? Trish was a gorgeous, amazing girl, and she deserved to be happy. He wanted her to be happy, even though he wasn't going to be the one to make her feel that way anymore.

Honestly tell me

Honestly tell me

Don't tell me that it's over

Don't tell me that it's over….

The aftermath wasn't as bad as either had anticipated, and Trish was able to leave with a clear mind and conscience. Knowing that Chris would always be there for her really eased her mind and doubts, because she really did want them to be as close as they always had been. As she pulled out of the driveway, she didn't look back. No regrets, she said to herself as she drove out of sight.

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