Jeff wandered aimlessly down the corridor of the hotel, with his hands stuffed in his pockets. He was desperately trying not to think about what had happened with Stacy. He felt like shit. His eyes were fixated on the brown carpet beneath his feet. He honestly wondered if he really should feel bad. It wasn't completely his fault. He and Trish were on a break after all, and Test treated Stacy like dirt. How could she not stray? Yet, he still managed to feel awful, almost as if he himself had cheated. A thought that made him even more depressed was the idea of Trish bringing Shane "The Hurricane" Helms back to her hotel room that night. Hurricane may have seemed like a dork but looks could be deceiving. He actually did pretty well with the ladies. Jeff shrugged it off trying not to think about it too much. He took his eyes off the ground and there she was looking like an angel. He felt a smile curl at his lips and she returned his smile brightly as they approached each other.
"Long time, no see." Trish laughed. He inhaled deeply taking in her scent. She was certainly a sight for sore eyes. She looked absolutely radiant.
"Too long." Jeff remarked with a smirk. "So, how have you been." He asked.
"I've been good, how about you?" Trish questioned.
"I'm doing ok...I miss you." Jeff admitted placing a hand on her cheek and softly caressing her face.
"I miss you too." Trish sighed closing her eyes at the feeling and touching his hand. "You know just because we're on this break, doesn't mean we can't hang out with each other." She continued. "I mean, friends hang out right?" She reminded.
"Sounds good to me." Jeff responded with a smile. "Of coarse I can't promise I'll behave myself the way a friend is supposed to." He added playfully. Trish giggled.
"Let's go back to my room, we can watch a movie." Trish smiled.
"Let's go." Jeff grinned holding out his arm. She looped her arm through his and they walked together enjoying each other's company.
"Ouch, let go! Your hurting my arm!" Stacy snapped. Test tightened his grip angrily and she yelped.
"Not until you tell me where the condom wrapper came from, you filthy whore!" Test growled. Stacy had made a huge mistake. She had cheated on Test with Jeff a while ago, and Test had found the condom wrapper on the floor in the hotel room they had been staying in. Ever since, he had been harassing her about who it had belonged to and accusing her of cheating on him. She thought he had treated her bad before but nothing was compared to this. He was angry all this time and he refused to believe her.
"I told you, I don't know! It's probably one of yours!" Stacy cried. "I should be the one interrogating you. How many of those sluts did you sleep with at that GGW party? How many women have you slept with behind my back since we started dating?" She yelled angrily. Test glared at her angrily suddenly coming to a realization.
"It was that freak Jeff Hardy, wasn't it!" Test accused.
"What? No!" Stacy exclaimed, fear striking her.
"I trusted that punk as a friend, to bring you back to the hotel safely and this is how he repays me?" Test snarled. Stacy trembled in terror. How had Test known?
"No Andrew, Jeff is a gentleman. He would never do that and I would never cheat on you!" Stacy insisted choking on her tears and praying he would just believe her.
"Don't lie to me bitch!" Test snapped smacking her in the mouth. She placed a trembling hand across her lips and began to cry harder.
"When I find Jeff, he'd dead." Test declared. "And I can only imagine how Trish will feel when she finds out." He snickered.
"No, Andrew please!" Stacy begged through sobs.
"In fact, your coming with me!" Test ordered grabbing her by the arm violently and dragging her out of the room.
Trish and Jeff sat in the bed of her hotel room. The movie had just finished and they were both still laughing.
"That movie was pretty good." Trish admitted with a smile.
"I have to admit I wasn't exactly watching the movie the whole time, but yeah." Jeff smirked causing Trish to blush. Jeff leaned in closely and just as their lips were about to touch, Trish turned away. He could have sworn he felt her lips slightly brush against his as she turned. The feeling was enough to make him want to grab her, shake her, and tell her they needed to be together, that all of this was torturing him.
"Why don't we get something to eat?" Trish suggested.
"Yeah, sure." Jeff replied as if he were in deep thought. Without another word they both got up from the bed and exited her room.
"I know this great..." Trish began but was cut off.
"Why did you pull away when I tried to kiss you?" Jeff asked suddenly turning to her. Trish fidgeted uncomfortably.
"I don't know. I guess maybe I was scared. Besides friends aren't supposed to kiss." Trish reasoned. Jeff examined her features wondering what she had meant about being scared.
"THERE YOU ARE! I knew I'd find you eventually!" Test yelled as he spotted them yanking Stacy, who seemed to be pleading with him, along. He had searched everywhere in the arena and then he started searching the hotel. When he hadn't found Jeff in his own room he pretty much know where he was. He approached them dragging Stacy with him. Stacy's wrist must have been killing her, her hands had turned white.
"Andrew, your hurting me!" Stacy yelped.
"Shut the hell up!" Test demanded. Stacy whimpered.
"Hey, don't talk to her like that!" Jeff snapped angrily. He refused to let Stacy be treated that way, especially right in front of him.
"What a coincidence, Jeff standing up for Stacy!" Test sneered.
"Come on Jeff, let's just go." Trish urged.
"No, you may wanna stick around for this one." Test advised regarding Trish. "I trusted you, we were supposed to be friends." He snapped releasing Stacy's swollen arm and getting in Jeff's face. Jeff looked from Test to Stacy, then at a very confused Trish.
"Andrew, please!" Stacy cried helplessly.
"I said shut the hell up!" Test roared. He angrily slammed Jeff against the wall with great force. "You fucked her didn't you? You took Stacy back to her hotel room and you fucked her!" He growled. Jeff closed his eyes tightly and he could only imagine what Trish was thinking at that very moment. When he reopened them Test fist connected with his jaw. Trish felt tears welling up in her eyes.
"Is that true?" Trish asked quietly. Jeff looked at her and didn't want to answer. The look in her eyes was killing him.
"Yes." Jeff admitted sadly in remorse. Trish covered her mouth with her hand and Test released Jeff from his hold. Trish blinked with disbelief as tears rolled down her face.
"Trish, I'm so..." Stacy began to sob. Trish angrily slapped Stacy across the face nearly sending her to the floor. She marched right up to Jeff and slapped him even harder.
"I can't believe either of you!" Trish exclaimed emotionally storming off. Before Jeff could go after her or even react Test punched him again, sending him to the floor.
Trish sat against the wall with her knees pulled to her chest as she cried. She and Jeff were on a break so he technically hadn't cheated on her, but it still hurt just as much.
"Hey, are you ok?" Lita asked with concern as she approached. Trish wope her eyes and struggled to stop crying.
"Yeah, I'm fine." Trish offered a shaky nod.
"Trish, I know we haven't always seen eye to eye, but I want you to know you can talk to me." Lita answered sincerely.
"Jeff slept with Stacy." Trish sobbed.
"He cheated on you?" Lita exclaimed.
"No, not really. We're on a break." Trish sniffled. "But it still really hurts. I can't believe either of them would do this to me. Stacy's supposed to be my friend." She cried.
"Things haven't exactly been going great for me either. I'm sure by now you've heard about the marriage to Kane, and the miscarriage." Lita replied. "But it's actually not that bad, being married to Kane." She admitted.
"It's not?" Trish sniffled a bit shocked.
"At first it was, but somewhere along the way I fell in love with him. He really cares about me. You must think I'm crazy." Lita laughed.
"No, if your happy, then I'm happy for you." Trish smiled.
"Thanks." Lita smiled. "I really hope you and Jeff can work this out. You belong together." she admitted whole-heartedly.
"Thanks." Trish smiled.
Trish walked down the hall of the arena trying to sort out her thoughts. Did she have the right to be angry with Jeff? She certainly had every right to be mad at Stacy. Friends just don't do that to friends. She was disappointed in her. How could they remain friends after all this?
"Hey, Trish." Randy Orton called. Trish rolled her eyes and ignored him. She wasn't ion the mood to deal with a cocky jerk like Randy Orton. "I think we got off on the wrong foot. I'm not as big of a jerk as you think I am." He began.
"That's funny. You were rude to the Hurricane and you called me Trash." Trish snickered.
"I know, I'm sorry. That was really immature of me. Please give me a chance to redeem myself. Go out with me sometime, I promise I'm a gentleman." Randy grinned.
"You sure have changed since breaking away from Evolution." Trish marveled but she still wasn't buying it. "Why should I believe you?" She questioned.
"Because I'm being sincere." Randy answered honestly.
"I'm sorry. I've been going through a really hard time and I can't do this right now." Trish apologized.
"At least promise me you'll think about it?" Randy pouted playfully.
"I'll consider it...I guess." Trish sighed. Randy took her hand and kissed it gently.
"I'll see you around." Randy smiled walking away. Just as Trish was about to continue on her way she spotted Stacy coming toward her.
"One step closer and you'll be laid out on the floor." Trish threatened angrily. Stacy stopped dead in her tracks with a pleading look.
"Trish, I'm so sorry." Stacy cried.
"Sorry you stabbed me in the back or sorry you got caught?" Trish sneered bitterly.
"Trish, you have to believe me. I would never want to ruin our friendship. Besides you two are on a break, your not together right now!" Stacy insisted.
"That makes what you did ok?" Trish snapped. "You betrayed me! You know how I feel about him and you know everything we've been through. I would never do something like that to you." She yelled heatedly.
"I'm so sorry. It didn't mean anything." Stacy promised. "You should consider yourself lucky you have someone like Jeff. I spend everyday feeling worthless. I needed to feel something. That night may have been a mistake but it was the first time I felt alive and cared for in so long." She tried to explain.
"Well, I hope it was worth it." Trish snickered in disgust walking passed her.
"Trish wait!" Stacy cried grabbing her arm. Trish turned around and slapped her. Stacy instinctively slapped her back. Stacy's mouth dropped open and just as she was about to apologize, Trish slapped her again even harder. The two women locked up and struggled until they both crashed to the floor.
Trish got to her feet first and glared at Stacy with a venomous anger, which soon turned into complete horror. She was looking at her own body. She and Stacy had somehow switched bodies.
"Not again!" Trish cried hearing Stacy's voice instead of her own. When Stacy turned around her eyes widened and she let out a horrified scream.
AN: Sorry it has been so long but when I do have time to write, I have been pre-occupied with Prohibited, one of my other stories. That story has gotten such a great response, which is why I have focused on it so much. Remember, if you like one of my stories leave a review and let me know.
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Preview: Trish and Stacy have switched bodies! What will they do? How will this effect Jeff and other characters in the story? Will Stacy and Trish try to live each other's lives until they can figure out a way to switch back?