Tristen wandered through the halls, trying to find the room she wanted.
"It's gotta be here!"
"Whatcha looking for?"
Tristen jumped at hearing the girl's voice.
"Natalya! Hey do ya know where CM Punk's room is?"
The blonde studied the other girl thoughtfully.
"Why should I tell you? You'll only hurt him again."
"Nat, I didn't mean to! Please. I need to apologize and explain myself to him."
Natalya sighed.
"Room 481. Good luck, Tristen."
Punk sat on the edge of the bed, replaying the exact moment of his best friend's betrayal.
"Why? Why would you do this to me? I loved you!", he screamed into the empty room, attacking the wall with punches that would no doubt leave holes. "I loved you!"
His anger temporarily subdued, he decided that sleep would be a good end to the crappy night. But someone had other ideas as they knocked on his door.
"Hang on!"
He opened the door and immediately growled.
"What the hell do you want?"
Tristen looked into his eyes, and couldn't do it. She couldn't tell him she was sorry, couldn't give him an explanation.
So she turned to walk away, but a hand on her wrist stopped her.
"Tristen."
She turned back and saw the hurt in his eyes. She caused that!
"Punky I'm sorry! Please don't hate me. I can't handle it if you hate me."
Punk looked at her with hurt and angry eyes.
"I loved you, Straightedge. I loved you, and we could have been happy. But you had to betray me for Kane, of all people. What does he have? What does he have that I don't?"
"I don't know! Punk, please. Please don't leave me like Randy, John, and Zack. You're my best friend. I need you!"
He shook his head.
"You don't need me, Straightedge. It's fucking obvious you don't."
Tristen shook her head.
"No. No Punk, please don't do this!"
He went to shut the door, but she forced herself onto him, kissing him softly.
"I love you, Punky," she whispered as tears fell down her face. "I love you too damn much to lose you."
Punk kissed her back, pulling her into the room and kicking the door shut.
"Then be with me, Tris. Dump him and be with me."
"I can't! I love him too, Phil. I love him and I love you."
Punk did something he would regret in the morning.
"At least give me a memory of you before I have to say goodbye forever."
Tristen bit her lip, then nodded. He pushed her onto her back, then stripped off his shirt. She turned out the light, and all was lost to the darkness.
Kane knew something was wrong with his girlfriend. She was skittish around him, more jumpy than usual.
"Princess?"
Tristen jolted, then gave him a smile.
"Yeah babe?"
"Is something wrong? You seem more agitated than usual."
"I'm fine. Just tired."
He studied her face, trying to see if she was telling the truth. Tristen held his gaze until he dropped it.
"Try and get some more sleep, Princess. We'll be there in two hours."
"Kay. Babe?"
"Yeah?"
"I love you. You know that, right?"
Kane smiled.
"I love you too, baby girl."
Tristen slept, guilt eating her insides. She knew that Kane would eventually find out the truth, but she prayed it wouldn't be for a while.