Twist of Fate
PART SEVEN OF "GIRLFRIEND""What?"
He asked, laughing as he saw the serious look on her face.
"You heard me, I'm jealous of Amy." Trish said folding
her arms over her chest, her eyes meeting with his.
"Amy is not my girlfriend."
"Yes she is. She’s a girl that’s a friend, a
girlfriend.
"Why would you be jealous of her since we've never been more
than friends."
"Y'all are more than friends, Jeff. Maybe you’ve never
had the intimacy of lovers or the closeness of being a part of
one another, but you have something special with her. You two are
like family. She has a special part of you that I will never
have. I can‘t even get as close as she is to you."
"You’re right. We're very close, Trish. She's my best
friend next to my dad and Shannon, but I care for you in a
different way."
"I know you two are close but it’s just...I don't know
how to explain. I'm just jealous. I know she has no intention of
coming between us but there is a possibility that I can't get out
of my mind."
"Trish, I don't appreciate you accusing my sister of trying
to break us apart. She was very happy when I told her we were
together. So I don't what the hell has gotten into your mind to
make you think an angel like Amy would want to do something wrong
like that." Jeff said before walking away feeling very
pissed off.
********
Amy sat in the passenger seat of the car with Matt, Jeff and
Shane. She was feeling kind of down about herself. She felt kind
of responsible for the conflict that Jeff and Trish had earlier.
"Girl, it ain't your fault. It's Trish's problem, she'll
deal with it in her own way." Jeff said rubbing her
shoulders from the backseat.
"Don't you think you're being a little too hard on
Trish?" Matt asked as he stopped at the traffic light ahead
of the car.
"Like Fred Durst says in 'Faith,' put yourself in my
position, man. How would you feel if someone accused me of trying
to break up you and Amy?"
"You would never do that."
"I think that's Jeff's point, Matt. I mean, Trish is jealous
but she won't tell him why. A legitimate reason." Shane
said.
"Well, that's a part of the reason but y'all know Amy. She
wouldn't hurt a fly."
"Trish knows I got a man. I wouldn't jeopardize what Matt
and I have to screw up her relationship with you. As long as
we've been friends, I would have liked to have thought she
trusted me. I feel like she's been lying to my face and that she
could careless about me. That turns me off."
"I think the thing that hurts me the most is the fact that
Trish knows how much Beth hurt me when we broke up. I mean, we
were talking about everything that day. But the point is when I
was feeling all depressed about it, who was the one that made me
feel better...Amy."
*********
Trish was in her hotel room laying down on the bed listening to
Sade trying to get her mind off things. Nothing seemed to work
though. As Trish was listening to the CD, it sounded as if Sade
was mad at Trish too for what she had confessed to Jeff earlier
while she listened to the lyrics of the song.
In Heaven's name, why are you walking away
Hang on to your love
In Heaven's name, why do you play these games
Hang on to your love
Take time when you're down on luck
It's not easy to walk out on love
Take your time if the going gets tough
It's so precious
So if you want it to get stronger
You'd better not let go
You gotta hold on longer
If you want your love to grow
Gotta stick together
Hand and glove
Hold tight, don't fight
Hang on to your love
In Heaven's name, why are you walking away
Hang on to your love
In Heaven's name, why do you play these games
Hang on to your love
Be brave when your Johnny is rough
It's not easy when you're in love
Don't be ashamed when the going gets tough
It's not easy, don't give up
It looked as if God was telling her to get off her ass and fixed
what she messed up. That's when she heard someone knock on the
door.
"It's open!" She sighed.
Trish looked up and was surprised to see Matt walking in her
room. He closed the door behind him and sat on the bed next to
hers.
"What are you doing here?" Trish asked as she grabbed a
pillow to hold.
"You're in some deep shit, Miss. Stratus. Not only is your
boyfriend mad at you but now Amy is upset at you."
"I don't blame her. I've insulted our friendship. We've been
friends for almost two years now. We're so close. She probably
thinks I'm two faced."
"She's not as mad as Jeff is. She just wants an apology. You
owe her that more than anything."
"I agree with you, man. I'm gonna apologize to her. I just
don't know what to say to Jeff."
"Be honest with him. He loves Amy, they're more closer than
what people think. That's her big brother and no one's gonna
change that."
"I've gotta stop thinking I can change the man I'm with and
just accept them for who they are."
"If I know anything about my baby brother, you have to love
him for him or you'll have nothing. That means you have to accept
his many moods, his weirdness, his need for attention..."
"And his relationship with Amy."
"Exactly."
**************
Amy paced up and down the hallway outside of Trish’s hotel
room. She had tried without success to sleep, leaving Matt
holding a pillow as she had slipped out of bed. Jeff’s words
kept replaying in her mind and she couldn’t help but think
that maybe if they had it out, if they realized where the other
was coming from, maybe there wouldn’t be such a problem.
Gathering all her courage and emotions in check, Amy knocked on
the door softly, hoping not to wake up the neighbors, who she
knew to be the APA.
“Amy, what are you doing here this late?” Trish asked
as she opened the door, squinting her eyes to the brightness of
the hallway.
“We need to talk and we need to talk now.” She said
pushing her way past Trish and into the hotel room.
“Now is not really the time Amy, it’s late and we both
may say things we don’t mean.”
“Oh, but it’s alright to give Jeff shit about me all
the time. What makes you think we have something going on?”
Amy asked placing her hands on her hips.
“Gee Amy, I don’t know. Maybe it’s the extra help
you give him during the matches, maybe it’s the extra hours
he spends training you, the similar clothes you guys wear, the
way he looks at you. I could go on and on. It’s not just him
either, I see the way you look at him.” She said, tears
pooling in her eyes.
Amy looked at the younger woman, disbelief written all over her
face. It was obvious that Trish believed what she was saying,
believed it with all her heart and without a doubt.
“So you think when I’m fucking Matt’s brains out
and screaming his name, I’m thinking about his baby brother?”
Amy asked, almost laughing at the absurdity of the remark.
“Well if the shoe fits….”
“Don’t Trish. Your mouth doesn’t want to write a
check your ass can’t cash. You can’t back up shit and I
know it, everybody knows it.” Amy said gauging Trish’s
reaction.
Trish stood facing the older woman, fuming. Her face red and her
feet tapping the floor.
“Get off it Amy, you sure as hell aren’t as tough as
you like to make people believe. I’d be real tough too if I
had two grown men backing me every night and pulling strings to
get me into the Federation.” She said smiling devilishly.
“Are you saying I didn’t make it here on my own?”
She asked, her voice rising as they continued.
“That’s exactly what I’m saying. You went to
Mexico, some Mexican dudes kicked your ass so you could learn how
to bump. You come back to this country, train at some school in
Chicago for like a week. Then, you start independent shows in
North Carolina?! You meet Matt & Jeff. Train with their
friends for four months and you get into ECW. You train with Dory
Funk for a week. Then, all of a sudden, the WWF wants you?
Bullshit! That story is biggest piece of shit I've ever heard! I’d
be the top Diva if I had my thong hanging out and my boyfriend
putting me over all the time too.”
“Well ya know what, at least I didn’t used to be a
‘fitness’ model. We all know what ‘fitness’
models really are, don’t we? Just a little blonde headed
Barbie doll bimbo who makes some old man's whacked up fantasies
come true. Now if you think that’s anymore respectable than
what I do, bring it on.” Amy said loudly, not even noticing
the door open and Matt and Jeff make their way inside.
“At least I can throw a real looking punch!” Trish said
getting up in her face.
“You wanna see a real punch. I got a real punch for ya, how
do you like this?!” She screamed as she lunged after Trish.
Matt and Jeff sprang into action pulling the two apart, bringing
them to separate sides of the room.
“I’m going to kill her!” Amy screamed trying her
hardest to escape Matt’s grasp.
“Just chill ok? We’re going to go to our room and calm
down. Understand?” He asked picking her up and putting her
over his shoulder as Amy kicked and screamed.
“You know, what just happened did nothing to help my faith
in you.” Jeff said as they left.
Trish looked at him, rubbing her face and feeling like the
biggest piece of crap that had ever walked the Earth.
“I know, I egged her on. I owe her an apology. I shouldn’t
have done that.”
“Damn right you shouldn’t have done that. Either you
learn to trust or we have no relationship.” He yelled before
slamming the door and walking out, leaving Trish by herself to
think about what she had done.
Girlfriend,
I'm gonna take you out
In the
middle of this street
And whoop
your tail
For all it's
worth
$5.99 or
something like that