Chapter 19

Trish sat at the bar in the basement, watching Matt and AJ dancing. She was more than ready to leave. Some of the guests had started to clear out as it was close to 2 AM. It was obvious that Randy was avoiding Trish since their talk outside. She also felt like John was on guard duty as she caught him many times giving her a wary eye.

It was evident that Matt wasn't ready to leave any time soon, so Trish decided to take off without him. She jumped off the bar stool and made her way over to him. "Hey Matt, do you care if I take the car and leave? I think I'm spent!"

Matt nodded; he stopped dancing for only a minute to respond, "Yeah, that's fine. I'll snag a ride back with either Nick or AJ. He handed her the keys and gave her a hug.

Just as Trish finished saying goodbye to everyone else, she noticed Sam sneaking out the back door. About a minute later, the stranger known as 'David' snuck out the same back door. Trish carefully made her way over to the door and looked outside. Near the end of the patio, she could see them talking. She couldn't hear what they were saying to each other, but their body language was telling her that they definitely knew each other. They appeared to be arguing about something. Trish cursed to herself; something was up with the two of them, but she had no way of proving it without hearing what they were talking about. But she couldn't open the patio door…they would definitely hear it. She had no reason to believe Sam was being unfaithful to Randy, however, she also wasn't buying that Sam didn't know David on a more personal level.

She continued watching them, studying their body language. They were standing too close to be complete strangers, even the chemistry between them seemed to be more advanced for only meeting him tonight. She was sure they knew each other for more than just one night. The only question that remained in Trish's mind was if she should say something to Randy.

She had no evidence really; just that she saw them talking outside and that they appeared to know each other. Was it even worth mentioning to Randy? She thought about it for a minute and decided that she should tell him. If she reversed the situation, she would want to know if Ron was lying to her. She made her way upstairs to find Randy, getting more apprehensive with every step she took.

She found Randy and John sitting at the kitchen table upstairs. Both of them acknowledged her as she walked up to them. "Hey Randy, do you think I could talk to you for just a second?" She saw the look John was flashing him and became irritated quickly. God damn it! I'm not the antichrist here for fucks sake! John needs to mind his own business for once in his life! Randy looked at her with an unsure expression, "Uh, sure." He stood up and Trish grabbed his hand, pulling him into the hallway. She wasn't going to dare pull him into a room where no one could see them. John would have a coronary. But she needed someplace that was somewhat private.

"Um, I know I really should be minding my own business…and I'm not really sure what to even think of this, but…" She hesitated. She was afraid of how he was going to respond. Was he going to believe her? Or get angry for butting into something that she had no right to?

Randy gave her a look of concern, "Trish, its ok…just say it….what's wrong?"

"Well, I was getting ready to leave and I happened to notice Sam outside with that David character…"

Randy looked at her expectantly, "And?"

"And…I'm not sure I'm buying her story on not knowing him. Their body language was telling me otherwise. They appeared to be arguing about something…but she stood a little too close to him for just meeting him…"

"What were they fighting about?"

Trish looked down, "I…I don't know. I couldn't exactly open the door without them noticing me. I didn't hear anything."

Randy was about to respond, but someone else caught his attention.

"Yes, Trish…what exactly were we fighting about?"

Trish turned around wide eyed to find Sam standing behind her. She stood there speechless.

"You know what…I think you've worn out your welcome. I think it's time for you to leave."

"Sam…" Randy tried to interrupt.

"No, Randy! It's obvious she has feelings for you! She's just trying to start shit between me and you...anything she can do to try to get her claws in you!"

Trish tried to stand up for herself, "Now wait a minute, that's not true!"

"No? Then maybe you should mind your own business and leave my husband alone!"

"Sam, stop it!" Randy yelled.

"No! I'm sick of this shit! She's got the damsel in distress part figured out perfectly! But I'm over it all! You need to make a choice, Randy! You need to choose right now! Me or her? Cause I don't trust her and I don't want you associating with her anymore!"

"Sam, you're being ridiculous!"

By this point, John and Liz were standing nearby, ready to break in if the situation got any worse.

Sam turned and glared at Randy. "Really? Why am I not surprised that you would take her side?" She shook her head, all the while staring daggers through Trish. "Her or me. Right now…decide! Are you going to give up your family, your daughter, for her?"

Randy didn't respond at first, and he never had to. Trish had seen and heard enough. The blood was rushing through her body and she was about two seconds away from punching Sam square in the nose.

"You know what, I'm out of here. He shouldn't have to choose between a friend and his family. So, I'm going to decide for him. Move!" With that, Trish pushed pass Sam, giving her more than just a nudge and stormed out of the house. She was so angry she couldn't breath.

Oh she's good…she's very good! How convenient that she turned the entire conversation around and put it on me! SHE should've been the one being questioned, but by turning the focus onto me, she was able to avoid the entire confrontation. And now I'm sure Randy is kissing her ass, trying to make it all better! Damn him for not standing up for himself…or me for that matter!