Lita watched from the corner of the restaurant,
where she'd been sitting for over an hour.
She'd know for a while Matt had been cheating on
her. The trips home were becoming less
frequent. Brief phone calls when he was on the
road. She'd tried to share with him her
excitement about being cleared to train again.
After so long she was going to be able to get
back in the ring. She was going to stop watching
as her world passed her by.
After the first workout, he'd barely remembered
to ask her progress. But Lita never thought
he'd stoop to dating her. She rose from the bar
stool, causally walking over to the table.
Lita saw the woman's eyes widen in shock. The
glass she held in her hand trembling slightly
as she set it on the table, before composing
herself.
"How's the lobster Stephanie?"
Lita turned to see the alarm on Matt's face. All
thoughts that she'd been mistaken, that it was
a casual dinner between employer and employee
completely gone. Lita managed not to laugh
out loud when Matt tried to stammer an
explanation.
Lita examined the table casually. "Lobster
tails. White Zinfandel. Very nice. Even if she is
loaded, I hope you're picking up the check,
Matthew." Lita chided as she stood next to the
table picking up his glass and drank.
"This is a business dinner." Stephanie stated
firmly, trying to sound casual.
"Really? So you and Rikishi are having dinner
tomorrow. Will you be greeting him at the
table by letting him feel you up before you sit
down? OR does only Matt get your personal
attention?" Lita asked. Stephanie twisted her
face angrily.
"Don't you have anything to say?" Lita demanded
of Matt. "I mean I knew the business
means everything to you, but I did think you were
above fucking the boss to get a title shot,
even if it was the lightweight." Lita admonished.
"That's not what's going on!" Matt growled
loudly. When several heads at nearby table turned
toward them, Matt lowered his voice.
"I earned that belt." He insisted between
clenched teeth. Lita eyed Stephanie up and down,
"I'm sure you did."
"So exactly how many times did you go from her
bed to mine?" Lita asked her voice strained
for calm.
"The weeks you BEGGED me to take you back after I
caught you with Trish. Saying we
belonged together, that you'd made a mistake.
That the fans really wanted us back together."
Lita snapped. "The nights I've sat at home alone
wondering if I was ever going to be able to
get in the ring. The surgery, the pain, the
therapy. It explains why you haven't touched me
in almost a year. All the while you were out
screwing for your place with the company tramp."
She announced.
"One more insult and I'll make sure you're
fired." Stephanie threatens, looking smug.
Lita laughed lightly, "And what exactly will you
tell Daddy dearest? That he has to fire me
because your boy toy is uncomfortable. That your
lovers girlfriend is in the way of your
weekend get together? Speaking of which does
your fiancé know you're fucking around on
him?" Lita asked smugly.
"He does now."
All three at the table looked up and watched as
the current heavy weight champion walked
toward the table.
Lita took only one step back crossing her arms
over chest, thinking the floor show the people
at the surrounding tables had been trying not to
watch had just gotten more interesting.
Hunter stood next to the table, barely glancing
at Matt before glaring at his fiancé.
"Did you think I wouldn't find out?" he asked
calmly. "You'd think after Cena you'd learn how
not to get caught. Very careless." Hunter
chided.
Glancing at Matt when the younger man's eyes
widen in shock. "Cena?" he asked, looking at
Stephanie.
"You think you're the first?" he asked the
younger man. "Ask your brother." Hunter ordered,
"I used to think he was the idiot brother, least
he turned Princess down."
Stephanie rose from her chair, grasping Hunter's
arms, "Hunter, I don't know what Lita's told
you, but this isn't what you think."
Hunter smirked as he looked up at the redhead
briefly.
"I'm not here because of her." He announced.
Hunter reached into his back pocket, pulling out
slightly crumpled photos.
"Very careless." he repeated. Lita glanced down
at the pictures scattered across the table.
They were random shots of Stephanie with Matt
both looking quite cozy in each other's arms
in various places. Outside arenas, in the lobby
of hotels, and backstage.
"Did you think no one saw you?" Hunter began. "Or
did you think they wouldn't say anything
because you're the boss?"
Stephanie gaped at the pictures, trying
desperately to think of an excuse.
"Hunter, I . . .I can explain.
"Save it princess. I heard it all before."
Hunter interrupted, walking around the table and
toward the door.
Lita reached forward tipping the wine glass in
front of Matt to land in his lap. Grinning when
he jumped out of his chair wiping desperately at
the cold liquid.
"He's all yours Steph."
Lita slipped into her jacked as she walked out
the front door to see Hunter standing there. He
was staring down at the gold band on his hand as
he twisted it.
Lita quietly walked over to him, "You okay?" she
asked. Hunter raised his head, his hands
stopping the incessant twisting. Holding up his
hand, "It's not real." He began, "We were
wore them for the marriage angle and I just never
stopped wearing it. I mean, we were going
to get married, so why bother to take it off?
But it was real to me." He stated quietly. "It
meant something to me." He added almost to
quietly to be heard.
Lita wasn't sure what to say or if she should say
anything.
Hunter slowly pulled the ring from his finger
looking at it only briefly, before flicking his
wrist,
the ring rolling on to the sidewalk before
falling down a drain.
"How did you know where they'd be?" he asked,
looking over at the diva. Lita twisted her lips,
then shrugged, only slightly guilty about what
she'd done.
"Checked the voice mail on Matt's cell phone.
She left him a message to meet her here for
dinner." She answered. "How did you know?" she
asked.
"Torri Wilson." He answered. "She called Stacy."
"Not surprising, those two share a brain
cell." Lita commented. "Stacy is dating Randy."
Hunter corrected. "Torri was a little
intimidated to come to me directly so she asked
Stacy to tell Randy." "Torri needs to be
worried about if Stephanie finds . . ." "If
Princess figures it out, I'll have Vince move Torri
to
RAW." Hunter assured her. Lita lifted her brow
curiously, "Moving on to blonds?" she asked
sweetly. Laughing lightly when Hunter snorted
indignantly.
"Doesn't really matter how we found out does it?"
she asked, shuffling her feet restlessly, her
voice straining to keep the hurt from coming
back. Sighing only slightly when Hunter
shrugged. Both stood silently lost in their own
thoughts.
"So how's your rehab going?" Hunter asked,
breaking the silence. Smirking at the shock in
her eyes, "I remember what it's like to sit on
the sidelines and watch the world pass you by."
He reminded her.
Lita nodded slightly, hearing her own thoughts
echo from Hunter, "It's going well. Should be
the end of summer before I get back to regular
competition." She said lightly.
When she finished, a black limousine was pulling
up to the curb.
"Need a ride?" Hunter asked. Lita shook her
head, "I need to take a walk." She decided. "In
New York City?!" Hunter questioned, lifting a
brow. Shaking his head, Hunter took tugged on
the sleeve of her jacket, lightly guiding her
toward the limousine, nodding at the driver as he
opened the door. "'Walking at night' and 'New
York City' don't go together." Hunter insisted.
"You can tell me about your rehab and we'll drown
our sorrows." Lita lifted a brow in disbelief.
Hunter shrugged, "Okay, so I just need someone to
get drunk with." He admitted. Lita
nodded, sliding into the backseat, "You're
buying."
Good As I Was To You
(Don Schlitz/Bill Livsey)
She drove up to the restaurant where they use to
dine
He was sitting at the table with someone new this
time
She walked up right beside him her face did not
turn red
She looked at him so calmly and this is what she
said ,br>
Good as I was to you is this the thanks I get?
Are all the years we shared so easy to forget?
Does this mean that you've won?
Are you finally having fun?
Is she your dream come true?
Oh, she sure looks good but she won't ever be
As good as I was to you
The room got awfully quiet and everybody stared
Finally the waiter said, "Should I bring another
chair."
She said, "No. I was just leaving." but as she
walked out the door
She said, "Honey, you can have him I don't want
him anymore."
Good as I was to you Is this the thanks I get?
Are all the years we shared so easy to forget?
Is this the way it's done? Looking out for
number one?
Did you think it through?
She sure looks good but she won't ever be
Good as I was to you go to lead,
Does this mean that you've won?
Are you finally having fun?
Is she your dream come true?
Oh, she sure looks good but she won't ever be
As good as I was to you
As good as I was to you
