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{You
know nothing about loving
You lost somewhere
down the line
You know nothing
about giving
You should
draw the line
You keep looking
out for something
Something
you're never gonna find
When will,
will you show your feelings
You will lose
your mind
Who's to blame
my love
You play a
dangerous game
Who's to blame
my love
All you want
is money and fame...}
"I can't believe you!" Stacy Keibler shouted, a combined feeling of rage and hurt tumbling through her as she stared in shocked disbelief at her boyfriend, Test.
"Baby, listen to me - I can explain-"
"Oh, save your breath, you bastard!" the tall blonde screamed, and by now, tears were streaming down her face. "There's nothing you can say that's gonna help you, Test! I saw all of it with my very own eyes!" Stacy took a long, gulping, nearly gasping breath and narrowed her eyes at the tall blond man. "How could you?!"
"Stace...come on, it meant nothing."
"And for 'nothing,' you decided to go and wreck our relationship?!" the diva shot back, her teary brown eyes widening. She couldn't believe it. She had been suspicious at first, but soon after, she'd changed her mind, deciding to give Test the benefit of the doubt in the midst of all this Girls Gone Wild crap. After all, he'd claimed to love her - to respect her. He'd promised that nothing would happen, that he was always faithful and could be trusted. He'd told her he had absolutely no reason in the world to ever stray - that she was his entire world, and the most beautiful girl on earth - and that he had no reason to look elsewhere. And, like a fool, she'd bought into all of it...
And then, only a few minutes earlier, she and Test had been out in the ring for an intergender tag team match against Steven Richards and Victoria, and that had been when she'd discovered the truth.
In the middle of the contest, with the men battling in the ring, the TitanTron had suddenly come to life - and the seemingly long-forgotten G-TV had started playing. Like everyone else, Stacy had been compelled to look up at the screen to see what it was all about. She'd immediately regretted doing so...
On the TitanTron, although in black and white, the leggy blonde had seen the back of a man's head - and because of the short blond hair, she'd instantly known it was Test. But he just so happened to have his face buried in some slut's overinflated, obviously silicone chest! Her jaw had dropped in shocked disbelief, and, although horrified, shocked and disgusted, she hadn't turned away - she couldn't.
The next thing she knew, Test had followed the girl into another room, and, evidently, they were in a hotel suite - most likely his. Although there were no more shots of the two of them, the sounds were self-explanatory. Stacy had frozen as she'd heard moaning from both her boyfriend and the whore - whoever she was - followed by the sounds of bedsprings squeaking. She'd raised her hands to her ears in a desperate attempt to drown out the sounds, but to no avail...
And that was when she'd leapt off the ring apron and run back to the locker room.
She'd never felt so humiliated in all her life. She couldn't believe it - she'd thought Test was different. How very wrong she'd been. God... What if he'd passed some nasty disease onto her? She shuddered at that thought.
"Baby...I'm sorry. I mean it," the man said, and he slowly began to make his way over to her.
The tall young woman backed away from him, a look of mistrust in her teary eyes. "Stay...away...from...me...!" She suddenly realized she'd backed into the door. Then, turning around slowly, she reached out with one hand and turned the knob.
"Stace...You can't throw away everything we have just based on one stupid mistake of a night..." Test said, his voice soft and silky smooth.
Stacy turned back to face the man she'd once considered her soulmate, fresh tears running down her face as she glared daggers into him. "No - you're right about that. I can't - but you certainly can. Go to hell, Andrew!"
With that, she yanked the door open, then ran out of the locker room and into the hallway. Her sobs were nearly uncontrollable as she rushed back to the women's locker room.