Wrapped in the sheets, tears flooding down her cheeks Trish sat on the floor of the hotel room completely broken down. She only moved once since it happened and that was to the corner she currently was in. After it happened the thought of being on that bed tore her apart. How could this have happened? Why did this have to happen? Two questions along with pain were the only things going on in her head. She let out a loud cry as she continued to sink in her sorrow. She always knew he hated her but didn't know how much until now.

Randy was confused as hell as he sat in front of Trish's room. It had been nearly a half hour and he didn't know why he didn't just go back to his room a while ago. Trish could have fallen asleep so him sitting there was a pointless thing to do. He sighed then got up to his feet and started walking back to the elevator. A loud cry then came from a room he was about to pass and Randy looked at the door. It probably seemed stupid to be worried about it, why should he disturb a stranger? Though they were already crying so him being concerned couldn't have hurt the person more could it? Randy brought his hand up to the door then knocked on it and waited for the door to be opened.

"Go away!"

Now he was more confused than ever. Did he just hear Trish's voice? Randy knocked on the door once more.

"Trish? Trish is that you? It's Randy." Randy said.

Trish heard Randy but didn't move.

"Trish come one please." Randy said but didn't hear a word from Trish.

He waited a few minutes then ran to the elevator. Whatever was going on had to have been bad, he knew it, it was a gut feeling. Randy quickly exited the elevator when he got down to the lobby then ran to the front desk.

"I need a key to room 403." Randy said.

"Sir I can't…"

"Listen lady someone very close to me is in that room and something is wrong with her now please give me the fucking key!" Randy yelled.

The startled woman behind the desk nodded then quickly located the key to the room and handed it over to Randy.

Randy grabbed it then ran back to the elevator before going back up to the room Trish was in. He gulped, worried about what was going on then put the key in the slot and opened the door. After pushing down the handle and opening the door he walked in then closed the door.

"Trish." Randy said.

When she heard his voice Trish started to cry even more and let out a small whimper.

Randy heard Trish then turned his head and stood in shock for a moment. She had dry blood from her lip down to her chin, a black eye, a bruise on her cheek, and even though he couldn't see her body because she was covering it with the sheet he knew she had to have bruises all over her body. He swallowed hard then slowly went over to her.

"Go away…please go…please." Trish pleaded.

"Trish I'm going to help you…what happened?" Randy asked.

"Go. Just go." Trish said as her bottom lip quivered.

"Who did this to you?" Randy asked even though he had an idea already of who the person was.

Trish shook her head as she cried harder.

"I-I don't want to talk about it." Trish said.

Randy tried to put a hand on Trish's cheek that didn't have the bruise on it but Trish moved away from him. He couldn't help but feel crushed seeing Trish move away from him but the scared look in his eyes crushed him even more. Whoever did this to her was going to pay, he was going to make sure of it.

"Trish I can't help you if you don't talk." Randy said.

Trish shook her head as she held the sheets closers to her.

"You trust me don't you? You said you did before. You can tell me anything sweetheart." Randy said.

"Please leave me alone." Trish said.

Randy sighed then stood up and walked out of the room but stood outside of the door to keep anyone from going into it. He took out his cell phone and called Candice Michelle. She was Trish's best friend and he knew if anyone could get Trish to talk it would be Candice and within minutes Candice was outside of the room with Randy.

"You sure it was Adam?" Candice asked.

"Who else would do something like this to her Candice? I don't know exact details but I know somehow that bastard hurt her so much to the point she's scared to death to be near me." Randy said.

Candice nodded then went into the room. She looked around and called out Trish's name before she saw her curled up in a corner with a sheet wrapped around her body. The second she saw Trish she gasped then ran over to her.

"Trish! What happened to you?" Candice asked.

Trish immediately hugged Candice and started sobbing on her shoulder as Candice rubbed her back gently.

"He….he…" Trish stopped then continued sobbing.

"Who's he?" Candice asked with tears in her own eyes, it killed her to see Trish like this.

"Adam." Trish muttered.

Candice tensed up a bit hearing that name and anger filled her body. She couldn't believe that man came back and hurt Trish again after everything he's already done to her.

"What did he do Trish?" Candice asked.

Trish shook her head, too ashamed to want to say it.

"Trish, we can't help you until you tell us what happened." Candice said.

"He…he…beat me up…then he…" Trish paused, sobbing harder.

"What? He what? What did he do next?" Candice asked with concern in her voice as she pulled away from Trish and looked at her.

"Adam raped me." Trish said.