Get Away
Chapter
1
Denise Combs was walking down the back hallway of Titan Towers in
Stamford Connecticut, on her way to an appointment with Vince McMahon…the CEO of
the WWE (World Wrestling Entertainment)…She couldn’t imagine why he had his
secretary call her and set up an appointment…she had been an assistant to the
designer Vera Wang in New York for the past 3 years and had recently decided to
look for a job that would have her traveling…But she couldn’t imagine what Mr.
McMahon could possibly want with her she never applied to work for the WWE.
I walked up to Mr. McMahon’s secretary’s desk and She said, “What
can I do for you sugar?” In a shaky
voice I said, “My name is Denise Combs and I have an appointment with Mr.
McMahon.” The secretary reached over and
took my hand and said, “Okay Sugar calm down…Vince won’t hurt ya none…He’s the
sweetest boss anyone could ask for…I’ll let him know you’re here…” I smiled at her kindness and said, “Thank
you.”
A few minutes later, the huge double oak doors swung open and Vince
McMahon walked out of then and looked right at the young lady and said, “You
must be Denise Combs.” As the young lady
walked towards him Vince, couldn’t help but look at her…she was a knock out…She
was around 5'10" 125 lbs…brunette hair with blonde streaks...Violet
eyes…How was she ever an assistant and not a model?
I walked over extending my right hand and said, “Yes sir…It’s nice
to meet you.” Vince smiled and shook my
hand and said, “C’mon in my office…we’ll discuss business there.” I nodded and walked in…
I felt like a kid going to the principles office for doing some bad
shit…I heard the double oak doors close behind me and nearly peed myself. Vince walked over and took a seat behind his
huge glass toped desk and said, “Please have a seat Miss. Combs.” I walked over and sat down.
Mr. McMahon looked up and said, “I have a proposition for you…if you
wish to take it…it would include all the legal jargon of signing a contract
that binds you to the company for so long and all the other boring legal
crap…” I said, “Mr. McMahon…” He said, “Call me Vince please.” I said,
“Vince…Ummm…I’m kind of out of my element…I don’t understand why I’m here…I
never applied for a position here…Your secretary just called me out of the blue
and set up the appointment.”
Vince chuckled a little and said, “Well…I got a call from one of
Linda’s friends…Uh…Linda is my wife…Her name was Vera Wang…I understand you worked
as her assistant for 3 years correct?” I
said, “Yes sir.”
Vince continued, “Well…I’ve been looking for an assistant for one of
my wrestlers…he’s gone through just about everyone any agency sent over to
me…he can be a bear sometimes…When Vera talked to Linda she mentioned you was
her best assistant and that you’d resigned to find a traveling job…Vera told me
how to get in touch with you…and since you want a traveling job…you would be
traveling with the wrestler of course…you’d have separate rooms, a rental car,
and a laptop and since you’re an assistant all your expenses would be paid by
the company…What do you say to becoming the newest member of the WWE?”
My eyeballs nearly shot out of their sockets…and I’m pretty sure I
heard my jaw hit the floor…I opened and closed my mouth for several minutes and
then finally, I smiled and said, “I would love to.” Vince smiled and said, “Excellent…I’ll have
Emma Rea get the paper work together and have you sign them…”
As I was signing all the documents while reading through them…Vince
said, “Now…The first place where you’re going to meet up with me and I’ll
introduce you to the wrestler you will be helping…is going to be Madison Square
Garden Arena in New York…I know you’re from there…I will leave your name with
the security booth in the parking garage entrance…pack enough clothes for 2
weeks…and wear comfortable clothes…wear what ever you want…Be at the arena
around noon…and I’ll see you in 3 days.”
I finished signing everything and handed it to Vince and shook his
hand and thanked him on more time. I was
driving back home and couldn’t believe what had just gone on…I was now an
employee of the WWE. I reached over and
turned the radio on…
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Do you soak it in This life you're livin’
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So 3 days later, I packed up
2 weeks worth of clothes, shoes and bullshit…and headed for MSG arena…I handed
my stuff to a guy in the back who packs up the rental cars…The security guard
gave me a backstage pass…and I walked around until I found Vince’s office and
knocked…I heard his voice say, “C’mon in.”
I opened the door and walked
in…and he said, “Denise it’s nice to see you again.” He stood up and shook my hand as I smiled and
said, “Thank you.” He introduced me to Linda
his wife and then also his son and daughter Shane and Stephanie. They were super sweet. Vince shooed them out of the office as he sat
down and said, “Denise, we’ve decided to add one more job to your job
description…It’s going to be valet…You’ll be walking random wrestlers down to
the ring…No big deal…but as soon as My wife seen what a knock out you was she
said we needed you on the Divas side also.”
I said, “Wow…Do you think I
can do it?” Vince said, “I wouldn’t see
why not…It won’t be that hard…and besides when we say random wrestlers…We just
actually mean the wrestler you’re an assistant for…Nothing more nothing
less…” I said, “Well…If you think I can
do it…Then let’s go for it.” A few
minutes later, and someone knocked on the door…Vince said, “C’mon in
Mark.”
The door opened and a huge
guy…probably around 6’10” and 300 pounds walked in…with tattoos all over his
arms from shoulder to wrist on both arms…he had dark auburn hair to the middle
of his back with a matching go-tee and mustache…and he took his sunglasses off
and hooked them into his sleeveless red t-shirt that said ‘Big Evil’ …he had
emerald green eyes…and then hooked his thumbs in his front belt loops on his
dark blue levis…and I looked lower and he had on big black steel toed boots.
Vince put his hand in the
small of my back and helped walk me over to the guy…and Vince shook his hand
and said, “Mark…This is Denise Combs…Denise this is Mark Callaway…” We shook hands as he looked me up and down…I
felt like a side of beef that he was looking at. Mark squeezed my hand a little tighter then
what I wanted…but in a way he was letting me know who was boss…
Kind of like male dogs who
piss on their territory to mark it…Thank god he didn’t feel the urge to mark
me…In the deepest southern drawn out voice Mark said, “Is this her?” Vince said, “Yes…this is your new assistant…I
doubt she’ll scare as easy as the others though…” Mark leaned over and made sure we were face
to face…and said, “Is that right darlin’…do you not scare easy?”
I put my hand in my pocket
and pulled out a piece of peppermint gum and handed it to him…He stood up
straight and looked at it and said, “What’s this for?” I said, “The only scary thing about you right
now…is your breath…How much Jack Daniels did you drink before you came to the
arena?” Mark said, “I had one shot there
miss know it all.”
I said, “Yes, well from now
on…no more drinking booze before you come to work…you’re going to be seeing
fans when you’re here and I really don’t think the best way to greet your fans
is to knock them over with your booze soaked breath and then shake their
hands…Somehow I just don’t think you’ll win an brownie points with them.” Mark glared at me and then looked at Vince
who was grinning like a fool…and said, “See Mark…she’s already got your best
interest on hand.”
Mark said, “Right…Well if
you’re going to be accompanying me to the ring…you’re gonna need to go see
Alice the costume designer and I’ll have to show you how to ride on the back of
my Harley…You do know what a Harley is right?”
I said, “Oh wait…I know this one…It was on double Jeopardy last night
right?”
Mark planted his hands on
his hips…this girl had attitude…
I said, “No wait…wheel of
fortune…It’s some kind of Vehicle right?” Done in my best redneck voice…I
scoffed and continued, “Do you think just cause I’m intelligent enough to smell
your bad breath that I’ve been living under a rock for the last 100 years? Of course I know what a Harley is…My father
has about 6…I have 2…and my brother owns a Harley chained store…Any more
questions?”
As Mark turned to leave he
pinched the bridge of his nose and thought ‘This is going to be one long damn
night.’…
Vince smiled at me as soon
as Mark left the room and gave me a double thumbs up and said, “Congratulations
you just passed the test…” I giggled and
thanked him again…he gave me directions to Alice’s office and then also to
Mark’s dressing room. But said, “9 times
out of 10 Mark will be in the parking garage getting his bike ready to be
ridden to the ring.” I nodded and took
off…Yup this was going to be a long night…
I went in and saw Alice…she
was a sweet lady…she put me in Black plastic pants that laced up the back…with
steel toed boots and a white cropped crochets short sleeve shirt…that showed off
2 inches if my navel…I went to see Tina after wards and she fixed my hair into
a pony tail with tons upon tons of spiral curls…
Then I set out to find
Mark…I took Vince advice and walked out the back door and there he was…black leather
pants, black Deadman Inc. T-shirt, and big black boots…his hair was pulled back
and braided into a tight braid and he had a black bandana around his head, and
the ends hung down the back with his braid.
I walked up and said,
“Nice…bicycle.” Mark looked up and I
smiled sweetly and fluttered my eyes at him…Mark smirked and said, “Very funny
Ms. Combs.” I giggled and said, “Anytime
Mr. Callaway.” Mark stood up from his squat
position next to the bike and said, “Let’s get one thing straight…I don’t
answer to Mr. Callaway…that’s my father…you can call me Mark or Taker…a few
guys even call me UT…I don’t care…but that Mr. bullshit has to go…I’m not a
formal person.”
I gave Mark a 2 finger
salute and said, “Yes sir…but as long as were on names…don’t call me Ms.
Combs…You call me Denise or Denny…or if you’re up for some fun you can call me
Evil Bitch…a nick name I picked up working for Vera…Pick one your comfortable
with and start using it.”
Mark smirked again…This man
had no idea how sexy he was when he smirked like that…I bet he was dead on
‘fuckable’ if he smiled. Mark said, “I
like Denise…Denny is different but if I call you Evil Bitch, that is just a
knock out waiting to happen.” I smiled
and said, “Yea…you’re probably right.”
Mark said, “Well…make your self useful…if you’ve got 2 of these at
home…then start it up…” I smiled and
leaned over and turned the key and found the button and as I pushed it and
gripped the handlebar and gave it just enough throttle for it to turn over…it
purred… I smirked at Mark and he said,
“Nice…But the damn timing is still off.”
I walked around to the side he was on and held out my hand and said,
“Give it up.”
Mark said, “Do I look
unstable to you?” I said, “C’mon…you
have to learn to trust me some time.”
Mark looked at Denise
hesitantly and then handed over the screw driver…he watched as she leaned over
the bike and shut it off…and then squatted down and twisted the timing
screw…and then stood up pushing her long hair over her shoulder…and he could
help but stare at her cute perfect ass in those plastic pants…as she leaned
over and started the bike again…Mark was floored when he could hear the timing
was right on the money.
I gave him the screw driver
back and said, “You’re welcome.”
Mark watched as her cute ass
walked away back into the arena…Mark would have to remember to thank Alice for
giving Denise those pants…Mark looked down at the bulge in his pants and said,
“Where do you think you’re going boy?”
Mark couldn’t believe…no one knew about Harley’s that well except
him…and especially not a girl…Mark swung his leg over the bike and drove it
into the arena…and down the hallway towards the back curtain area…when he saw
Denise…he stopped in front of her and said, “Thank you.”
I smiled and said, “No
problem…I love working on Harley’s…”
Mark said, “You’re boyfriend must love you to death then.” I said, “Actually at the moment I’m
single…But it’s only because I work entirely too much.” Mark nodded and said, “Yup…that’s why Sara
and I are divorcing, because I’m a workaholic…and she can’t stand it
anymore…Were legally separated right now…I never could get her interested in
the bikes.”
I said, “Yea…Dennis…hated
riding.” Mark chuckled a little and
said, “Dennis and Denise? That’s
cute.” I said, “Yea…I know…but we met in
college…and I just broke things off with him a few weeks ago…every one thought
our whole name thing was adorable.” He
said, “And you didn’t?” I said, “Well
how many times can you be told ‘Oh how cute’ before you lose what’s left of
your sanity and need to kick the shit out of someone.” Mark said, “Ready to go to the ring?” I said, “Sure…”
Mark grabbed my hand as I
jumped on behind him and grabbed his belt loops….Mark tore off down the hallway
and out to the ring…as his music blasted through the arena…the fan were going
completely ape shit…I watched as Mark picked apart his opponent…and couldn’t
help but watch in amazement.
I couldn’t help but
think…’I’m really going to enjoy working here.’.
- -Couple of Weeks Later- -
A little later
in the night…after Mark’s match…I was in the back when I heard… “But
John…C’mon…we’re supposed to go see my folks before X-mas remember…cause were
going to see yours at x-mas…I don’t wanna ditch seeing my parents…even with as
demented as my family can get…they are having a big reunion just for
us…please…” John stopped dead in his
tracks and looked back at his fiancé who was 5'10'', 125 lbs with long black
hair blue tips and blue eyes…she gave him the puppy dog eyes and the poutty
bottom lip and he knew he was hooked and would agree to anything…
John grabbed his fiancé and
pulled her close to his body slowly letting a kiss linger on her lips…John
looked down into her blue eyes and said, “Okay Evvy…well go see your parents 2
weeks before x-mas…and then drive up to see my folks.” Evelyn squealed and threw her arms around
Johns neck and wrapped her legs around his waist…she cupped his face in her
tiny hands and placed big wet kisses all over his face…
John said, “So I guess
you’re happy.” Evelyn said, “If you’re a
good boy…I’ll show you just how happy I can be…later.” John said, “Oh god please let that be a
threat or promise.” As John deposited
Evvy back on her feet…and she walked away…she looked over her shoulder and
winked at him an said, “Take it how you want it.” John followed her wigglin’ ass down the hall
as she giggled.
I looked over at July and
said, “What the hell was that all about?”
July cracked up laughing and said, “That was Evelyn Martin and John
Cena…The hottest couple to graze the covers of Playboy and Playgirl in a double
photo shoot together on both…as in they went to the Playboy shoot and did the
spread together then the playgirl and did that spread together…they are engaged
to be married next summer…they are going to get married on Raw or Smackdown…”
July was an interesting lady…she was born
July Dallas
Wednesday…we call her Jules for short)...She’s got long black hair...Big blue
eyes...5'8'…She’s a script / storyline writer for the WWE….she’s pretty
quiet…but if you ever saw her…she’s a hottie…
I dunno why she was so
shy…She had a killer body and a knock out attitude…She didn’t take shit from
anyone…but then again she was pretty quiet…I had only been with the company for
2 hours and already witnessed her spit fire attitude when Brock came in and
grouched about turning heel…July stood up from her seat and looked him dead in
the eye and said “If you don’t like it…then I suggest you think about a job
change…I am only doing what Vince said…and if you have partial amnesia or just
forgetful…Vince is our boss…which means I do as he says…you got a problems with
it take it up with the headcheese.”
I was sitting there trying
to bit back a fit of laughter, which was about to explode from my mouth…I put
my hand over my mouth as I watched Brock give Jules a little snort and turned
and walked out.
I listened as Jules talked
about Evvy and John…I looked at her and said, “So why aren’t you dating
Brock?” Jules got quiet and I watched as
the blush started at the base of her neck and went up to the roots of her
hair…Jules said, “I could never date him…he’s so big and out going…nothing like
me…I’m destined to date computer nerds for the rest of my life…” I said, “HA!
C’mon you could so land a guy like Brock Lesnar…have you seen yourself lately?” Jules swallowed hard and then shock her head
no and said, “I could never be with Brock…he’s the type of guy to date a
cheerleader or model…I mean practically every guy here is dating the hottie of
the month…I’m so not the hottie of anything.”
I said, “Are you insane
woman? C’mon…I bet I could get him to
check you out…and then he’d be pursuing you…Do you trust me…I mean c’mon I know
we’ve only know each other for a couple of hours and you don’t know me from a
hole in the ground…but c’mon…I wanna prove that no matter what you do or think
you can have ANY man you want.” I could
see July was trying to seriously contemplate everything I’d said…and finally
she smiled big and said, “Okay…Let’s do it…besides I love being proved
wrong.” I took her hand and said,
“C’mon…” We took off down the hallway
and went to see Alice…
Alice said, “What’s up
ladies?” I walked over after pushing
Jules to lean against the wall in front of us…and threw my arm around Alice’s
shoulder and said, “We’ve got a mission.”
Alice smiled and said, “Okay what is up?” I said, “We are going to make July desirable
to ANY man…but I need an outfit that screams… ‘Give me a TRIPLE WHAMMY
ORGASM…if you think you can.’…” Alice
laughed and said, “I’m assuming you have something in mind?” I said, “Oh I know you have great ESP
woman.” I leaned over and started
whispering in Alice’s ear…and she got this bright brilliant smile on her face
and said, “I can do that in 3 weeks.” I
said, “Good…I want her ready for the next PPV.”
**Smut Warning**
After
convincing July and getting my stuff I went to the hotel and checked into my
room…a few minutes after I’d gotten situated…someone knocked on the door…I
walked over and opened the door…and was staring at a huge tattooed body…I
looked up and said, “Oh hey Mark…what’s up?”
Mark was leaning against the door jam and said, “I was getting ready to
go down and swim…I thought I’d come and see if you wanted to come and join me.”
I smiled and
said, “Sure…C’mon in and wait for me while I change into my suit.” Mark said, “Okay.” And walked in…I said, “Go ahead and have a
seat…I’ll only be a few minutes.” Mark
said, “Yea…but you’re a woman…so I’ll just allocate about 30 minutes.”
Mark watched
Denise disappear into the bedroom as she was laughing…God she had a great
laugh…it was intoxicating…but then again so was her perfume, shampoo…everything
she had lingering on the surfaces of her body he could smell…and was practically
drunk off of her…as promised 5 minutes later, Denise emerged from the bathroom
in a crocheted Black shorts bikini with a matching skirt…barefooted…
I said, “So
c’mon I love to swim…” Mark chuckled as
he followed behind me…We talked all the way down to the bottom floor and
realized we had quite a bit in common.
We got into the pool room and Mark closed and locked the door, cause he
was allowed to do that so fans wouldn’t bother him. We got in and after about an hour of
swimming… we had been messing around and splashing each other…and dunking each
other in the water…I went over and had my back to the side with my elbows
propped up on the side of the pool…and watched as Mark…I would sat swam but
considering the water come to just 6 inches below his neck…hw walked over to
where I was and said, “Had enough yet?”
I smirked and said, “Never…just taking a break before we drowned each
other.” I heard laughter rumbling from
Mark’s chest.
I lifted my
hand and beckoned Mark by crocking my index finger at him…he got closer and
stood with one arm on each side of my…boxing me against the pool wall…I reached
behind him and pulled the rubber band out of his hair, smoothed the knots out
with my fingers and put the rubber band back in, to help keep it out of his face.
All of a
sudden Mark’s lips came crashing down on mine…he was kissing me like it was the
last kiss for the rest of his life…like he was going to be going to the gas
chamber tomorrow…His tongue found mine and caressed it…as he sucked my tongue
into the warm recesses of his mouth…I felt my whole body relax into the kiss
and moan slipped from my mouth into Marks…Mark wrapped his arms around me and
pulled me closer to his big body…and I lifted my legs up and wrapped them
around his waist…
Mark pushed me
against the wall and I could feel his erection pressing into the crotch of my
swim suit…2 pieces of this material were all that separated us from joining
completely. Mark’s hands started slowly
making there way down my body as I felt him cup my ass…Mark walked over holding
onto me by the steps that lead in and out of the pool and sat down with me
straddling his lap…never breaking the kiss.
The next thing
I felt was his hand sliding up the leg whole of my swim shorts…as he found my
clit and stroked it a few times and I nearly convulsed in his hands…Mark’s
husky voice said, “You want me to keep going?”
I couldn’t say anything…all I could do was nod…I felt Mark’s hand
between us…and he moved my swim shorts to the side…and I felt him push his
erection into me…and I let a throaty moan escape my mouth…Mark gripped my hips
and slowly started moving me up and down the length of him…
Mark was lost
in the feeling of having Denise’s wet center gliding up and down his shaft…it
was almost too much…she was so tight and warm and wet…she seemed to fit him
like a velvet glove…he could feel Denise’s lips attach to the side of his neck
and nearly passed out cause he forgot to breathe…Mark felt Denise pushing him
back to lay back on the cool concrete of the walk way next to the pool as she
started riding him harder…
Mark slipped
his hand between us and started stroking my clit after a few strokes…My whole
body shuddered with my climax…as soon as Mark felt my walls clamp down around
him…he couldn’t help but let his orgasm rake through his entire body as I felt
his seed empty into me…
I leaned over
his body and kissed his lips and said, “Well…that was interesting…some day
you’ll have to explain to me what the hell that was all about.” Laughter rumbled through Mark’s chest again
as he kissed me deeply and said, “I guess you could say that’s two different
things…1 me welcoming you to the company and 2 me letting you know I like ya
more then I’m willing to let on in front of prying eyes.” I said, “Well…thanks for the welcome…and also…if
you welcome someone like that again and you’re with me…you will have a serious
problem.” Mark laughed and said,
“Understood.”
Chapter 6
- -3 Weeks
Later- -
I took July
and sectioned off parts of her raven black hair and put bright red streaks
through it…then we went down and I did her make-up…
Then over to
Alice…who bused out a black leather skirt that just barely came to Jules
mid-thigh, with black leather 2½ inch heeled knee-high boots, and a black lace
spaghetti strapped top with a nude under lay so you couldn’t see through the
lace…I curled the red streaks in her hair and she looked like the knock out I
knew she could be…
I grabbed her
and we walked down the hallway together and so many heads turned to check out
the ‘new girl’…little did they knew if was the same person…just with a new
look.
Brock Lesnar
rounded the corner on his way back to July’s office to what else? Bitch about his script…when he stopped dead
in his tracks when he saw the sweetest looking woman he’d ever laid eyes on…
Black leather
and lace?
Damn that girl
was fine…and she was with Denise…he knew he had to meet her…
Brock walked
up and I said, “Hey there big man…something I can help you with?” Brock said, “You can introduce me to this sweet
thing…cause she’s giving me a tooth ache…”
I smiled and said, “Okay fine…Brock Lesnar…I believe you already know
July Wednesday.” Brocks eyes nearly
popped out of their sockets…and he said, “Jules is that really you?”
July smiled
and said, “Well it isn’t Hulk Hogan.”
July had her hand resting on her hip and giggled as Brock whistled
really low…he started to circle her like a vulture…looking her body up and
down…Brock said, “You look so…so…so beautiful…I’m so used to seeing you in
overalls and a shirt…why the change?”
July smiled
again and said, “A friend challenged me to try something knew…” She shot me a wink and I laughed…
Brock couldn’t
get over the new look Jules was sporting…he loved her in those baggy overalls,
her hair usually stuck up with a pencil in her hair and her glasses resting on
top of her head…but now she was beautiful…sexy…damn what the hell had he been
missing out on…
Jules was cute
before…but now she was fuckin’ HOT…her legs were beautifully sculpted…and her
ass…Good God her ass was firm and beautifully shaped…her tiny waist…small
hands…shit she could have been mistaken for a Diva…
Brock finally
opened his mouth and said, “Jules…Marry me…”
July couldn’t help but laugh…I said, “Brock, honey…ask her on a date
first…then go on a second date and ask her to marry you then…” Brock swallowed hard and said, “July would
you like to go to dinner tonight?” July
smiled shyly and said, “I’d like that very much.”
Brock took her
hand and kissed the back of it and said, “I’ll see you after the show.” July nodded and watched as Brock walked away
his head all in a daze.
I bumped my
hip against her and said, “See…told ya.”
We laughed as we continued to her office.
- -1 Year Later- -
Mark and I were enjoying
each others friendship…which is how we explained it to everyone around us…but
Mark and I had decided not to tell anyone about us until his divorce was
finalized…I miss Mark…a few months earlier he’d hurt his elbow and had
surgery…and was rehabbing it…So Mark had been on injury leave for the last 3
months…and I had spoken to him a few times over the phone, but nothing really
long and boring…and he’d been back for a week and I hadn’t seen him cause he
was trying to get himself re-acclimated to being on the road again and getting
back in the ring…and I decided he should have his space.
I was sitting back stage
with Melanie McCloud, Paul Levesque’s girlfriend…they were sweet together she
was 5’8” and had long brown curly hair, brown eyes, petite little thang…Paul was
this huge 6’4” 260 lbs well muscled wrestler…but he loved her no less…they’d
been dating since high school apparently…so they were pretty comfortable with
one another…they had recently just gotten engaged and were waiting on the
perfect date to get married…
Melanie and I were sitting
on an equipment trunk in the hallway watching every one get ready for Raw…and I
said, “This is the quietest it’s been since I’ve been working here…I wonder
why.” Mel scrunched up her nose and
said, “You didn’t know…the super bitch is here…” I couldn’t help but laugh and said, “Who’s
the super bitch?”
Mel rolled her eyes and
said, “Sara Callaway…Mark’s wife…every time she comes with him on the
road…everyone has to be quiet…she doesn’t like an ounce of noise…she shuts herself
up in Mark’s dressing room and hotel room and doesn’t socialize with
anyone.” I giggled and said, “No wonder
they are getting divorced.”
Mel chimed in and said,
“They aren’t getting divorced…who would tell you that?”
I swallowed hard and could
feel my heart sink into my stomach and said, “No one I guess I just…Never
mind…it isn’t important.” Mel said,
“Besides…they were trying to have a baby…And the last I’d heard she was
pregnant.” I said, “Well…must be
exciting for them…How often does she come on the road with him?” Mel said, “Thank god it’s never very
often…but it’s often enough for everyone to know to keep it zipped up while
she’s here…she’ll be here for probably a couple of months before she gets bored
and goes back home.”
I could feel the tears
trying to sting my eyes…and just excused myself and went to the bathroom up in
the lobby of the arena. I couldn’t help
but pull myself into a bathroom stall and cry…Mark and I had been seeing each
other secretly for nearly the last year since I’d been hired as his
assistant/valet…and he kept telling me he was getting divorced and in the
process…that the whole thing was almost finalized…And now to find out after all
the time and feelings I’ve had into the relationship…or whatever the hell this
is we had was all bullshit cause he was married and trying to have a baby with
his WIFE.
I knew I heard someone come
in the bathroom…and I sucked it up and got myself together…and opened the stall
and walked out…a blonde about 4 inches shorter then me was standing in front of
the mirror humming and running her fingers through her long waist length
hair…She smiled when she saw me come over and wash my hands and slowly wipe my
eyes…The blonde looked over at me and said, “You’re Denise aren’t you?” I said, “Yea and you are?”
The blonde extended her hand
and as I took it to shake it she smiled sweetly and said, “Sara Callaway…Mark’s
wife.” I smiled and said, “Denise
Combs…Nice to finally meet you…Mark talks about you all the time.” Sara said, “I’m glad to actually say Mark
talks about you all the time too…”
My first thought…‘He should
considering every time we fucked he growls out my name when he cums…when it
should have been yours.’ Notice it’s the
first thing I thought not the first thing I said…
I said, “He’s so much fun to
work with…We just joke and laugh all the time.”
Second thought ‘I can’t wait to see how much laughing he does when I
inform him he’s been sooooo busted.’… Notice again it’s the first thing I
thought…not said…
I was being considerably
nice to my… Boyfriend? Lover?…
Lying sack of shit’s wife
right now. (Yup…that fits so much
better.).
I just about died when Sara turned to the side and her stomach was
pouched out around the 5 or 6 month Mark…Wow Mark had been a busy boy…a VERY
busy boy. I said, “Oh wow…when are you
due?” Sara beamed and said, “4
Months…We’ve been trying for so long…but with Mark’s work schedule and what
not…we were having some trouble conceiving…”
I said, “Well…you look
completely glowing right now…so apparently pregnancy and motherhood totally
agree with you.” Sara couldn’t help but
smile her big white toothy smile…and said, “It feels like it too.” I couldn’t help but noticed her blonde hair
and brown eyes…I’ve never known anyone with blonde hair to have brown eyes…
Oh lord…she was a bottled
blonde…OH Christ On A Bike someone really needed to tell Little miss knocked up
Mary Sunshine she needed to dye her BLACK ROOTS…
I NEVER judge anyone…but for
something who had enough money to walk around with that big ass diamond ring on
her left ring finger…I know she could afford a bottle of blonde dye to do them
roots…pregnant or not…there’s always a safe way to do it.
We talked for a few minutes
and then I watched as her big booty waddled out the door…I felt the chunks
rising in my throat and felt the sudden urge to throw up profusely…and that’s
what I did…I sat in the stall on the floor and cried and emptied the contents
of my stomach. Then just sat there and
started at the bright red metal stall wall…I stayed there all night…I couldn’t
bring myself to leave…I actually missed Raw…I missed Mark’s match…
I slipped away and made my
way back to the hotel and hide out in my room…
Mark trudged back to the
hotel Sara in toe and after depositing her back in their room said he was going
to go find Denise and make sure she was okay…Sara had made the mistake of
telling him…she’d met her in the bathroom and Denise had looked like she’d been
crying.
Mark was worried now…He knew
Denise had definitely found out about him and Sara…he didn’t have the heart to
tell anyone Sara was pregnant…and that they really were getting divorced…but
they were waiting for the baby to come cause he was having a DNA test on it…Sara
had miraculously gotten herself pregnant on a night Mark wasn’t even home.
Sara didn’t realize how
serious Mark was about finding out if the baby was his…They had been having
problems…and while he did remember them having sex right around the same time
she said she conceived…but Mark was leery about it… She figured if she had a baby it would keep
the marriage together…but she never realized that you can’t FORCE a marriage to
work if it just doesn’t want to.
Mark knocked on Denise’s
door and waited for her to answer.
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In my place…in
my place
Were lines that I couldn't change
I was lost…oh yeah
And I was lost…I was lost
Crossed lines I shouldn't have crossed
I was lost…oh yeah
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I heard someone knock so thinking nothing of it I walked over and
opened it…faced with Mark…Joy to the world…
Murphy’s Law – Anything that
can go bad WILL go bad!
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Yeah…how long
must you wait for him
Yeah…how long must you pay for him
Yeah…how long must you wait for him…for him
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I said, “How can I help you
Mr. Callaway?” Mark planted his hands on
his hips and looked down his nose at me and said, “Mr. Callaway? Since when do you call me that?” I said, “Since I found out that you’re a
lying sack of shit…you’re still married and your wife is PREGNANT!”
Mark stepped around me and
into my hotel room and I said, “Please by all means c’mon in.”
I closed the door and Mark
said, “What do you want from me?” I
said, “Gee wow…you could start with the truth first…that is ALWAYS a good
one.” Mark said, “Were separated…and yes
were getting divorced…Sara might be pregnant…but her doctor gave us a date that
said was the date she conceived…she doesn’t realize it yet but it couldn’t be
my baby she’s pregnant with I wasn’t even home in the time frame in which she
conceived.”
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I was scared…I
was scared
Tired and under prepared
But I waited for it
If you go…if you go
Leaving me here on my own
Then I wait for you
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I said, “Yea…and that still
gives you the right to lie to me…I mean I realize technically it isn’t lying
because you told me everything…well almost everything…I’m still pretty upset
about the whole pregnancy thing…why couldn’t you just tell me…I mean it’s not
like I was running around telling everyone about us any way…we were being
perfectly secret. I don’t get why you
couldn’t tell me…we’ve had this…this…whatever it is we have between us since I
started working for the company…and you knew how I was feeling for you…I can’t
say I love you…cause I don’t know if I do…but you’ve become something really
important person to me over the last what 9 or 10 months…”
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Yeah…how long
must you wait for him
Yeah…how long must you pay for him
Yeah…how long must you wait for him…for him…yea
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I couldn’t help it here come
the tears…I blinked once and they started sliding down my cheeks…and I
continued, “And…And…I had to find out from one of my own friends that not only
weren’t you divorced but that…you’d been trying to have a baby with your
wife…but that she also thought she’d heard Sara was pregnant…and then meeting
her in the bathroom today…she was so nice…and I saw how VERY pregnant she was
and how VERY married you guys looked together back stage…and I can’t do this
anymore Mark…I’ve put all these feeling out there and into whatever it is we
have together…and I don’t have a flippin’ clue how you feel.”
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Sing it
Please, please, please
Come back and come sing to me
To me, me
Come on and sing it out, now, now
Come on and sing it out, to me, me
Come back and sing it
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Mark walked over and pulled me
into his arms and let me cry on him…and I pushed away after about 5 minutes and
said, “I think you should go now…I don’t wanna see you on an unprofessional
level again…I think at least until Sara has the baby and you decide whether or
not you even wanna be married to her.”
Mark said, “Are you sure?” I
said, “Right now…I think it’s for the best…please Mark.”
Mark leaned down and kissed
my forehead…and said, “As you wish…But if you ever miss another Raw or one of
my matches without telling me…and I have to worry about you again like this…I’m
gonna take you over my knee…” I said,
“Yea…promises, promises…” I laughed a
little and Mark smirked at me…wiped my stray tears away and kissed the top of
my head one more time then left.
I couldn’t help but lay in
bed and still cry for a while.
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In my place,
in my place
Were lines that I couldn't change
I was lost…oh yeah
Oh yeah
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- -4 Months Later- -
As much as I fought to stay
away from Mark…I couldn’t help but let him back into my bed nearly every night
after Sara went back home to have the baby…4 months later…Sara gave birth to a
little girl with big green eyes and bright red fuzzy hair…was there ever any
doubt?
No.
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What ravages of spirit
Conjured this temptuous rage
Created you a monster
Broken by the rule of love
And fate has lead you through it
You do what you have to do
And fate has
led you through it
You do what you have to do
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I was sitting backstage
thinking about the way my life had been going for the last year and a half…I
had a really great job…but I kept getting phone calls from Vera to come back
and work for her again…I touched my stomach and knew that soon there was going
to be an addition into my life…I just had to find a way to break it to
Mark…he’d been gone for two weeks to be with Sara while she had the baby and
bring it home and what ever…then actually went through with the DNA paternity
test…
I kept thinking to
myself…even if Mark did leave Sara and wanted to be with me…what would keep him
from leaving me for someone else…it wasn’t worth the heart ache or heart
break…I might have loved him…but I had to make decisions for 2 peoples lives
now and not just one.
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And I have the sense to recognize
That I don't know how to let you go
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I was waiting for Smackdown
to get under way…Mark walked up and kissed the top of my head and said, “We
need to talk sweetie…” I said, “You’re
right we do.” I hopped off the equipment
truck and walked back to Mark’s dressing room with him…and once inside Mark
closed the door and pulled a piece of paper out of his back pocket and handed
it to me. I unfolded it and started reading…it
was a bunch of official medical jargon that basically said Mark was 99.9% the
father of Sara’s baby…which means she didn’t cheat like he’d thought she had…
I handed it back to him and
said, “So what are you gonna do about it?”
Mark was quiet for a second
and then said, “Well…Sara and I have 5 years invested into this relationship 3
being married…and for the 3 years we were married…immediately after we took
vows we tried getting her pregnant…but for some reason her body was against it
until now…and I think that the reason I came looking for love from you was
because I was just frustrated about the whole not being able to get her
pregnant…we would try for 6 months solid then take a month off and start
again. Nothing seemed to be working…then
when Sara found out she was pregnant I was with you…and we had separated…and I
was excited about her being pregnant…but then I started having my doubts and
what not…and what it boils down to is…”
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Every moment marked
With apparitions of your soul
I'm ever swiftly moving
Trying to escape this desire
The yearning to be near you
I do what I have to do
The yearning
to be near you
I do what I have to do
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I finished his sentence…
“You wanna stay with Sara…because you guys are married and now you have a baby
together…You have your baby together…”
Mark nodded and said, “In a nutshell yes…I never meant for you to get
hurt I really didn’t…I still love you…I always will…you’ll always be the one
person in my life I’ll never be able to forget.” I said, “well you came with news…so I’ve got
some news for you too…”
Mark stayed seated and I was
pacing and finally stopped in front of him and said, “I’m 2½ months
pregnant…and yes it’s yours…and you know it because you’re the only one I’ve
been having sex with for the last year and a half…I’m not telling you this
because I want something from you…I’m telling you because as the father you
have a right to know…I’m not having an abortion and I’m not putting him or her
up for adoption…I’m keeping the baby…because it will always remind me of
you…and because I need something stable in my life that’s going to love me
back…forever.”
Mark stood up and started to
come towards me and I put my hands up and held him at an arms length…
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And I have the sense to recognize
That I don't know how to let you go
I don't know
how to let you go
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I took a deep breath
dreading what I was about to say…and said, “Also…I don’t want you in my life
anymore…and I sure as hell don’t want you in this babies life…you’re not going
to be a part time father…you’ll either be a full time father or you’ll just not
be here at all…no in betweens…Although you never meant for me to get hurt…it
still hurts just the same…I will always love you and the last year and half
with you have come to mean so much to me…and the next 9 months will mean even
more carrying your child…but I’m switching jobs…I’m leaving the WWE…and going
back to my old job…it’s less stressful and no traveling…I can’t be pregnant and
raise a child on the road…it’s hardly possible for someone who is married…let
alone a single mom…”
Mark said, “You can’t keep
me from seeing my child…there is a law.”
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A glowing ember
Burning hot
Burning slow
Deep within I'm shaken
By the violence
Of existing for only you
I know I can't be with you
I do what I have to do
I know I can't
be with you
I do what I have to do
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I said, “Oh yea? Try and stop me…I dare you…You carry a baby
for 9 months and give birth and then tell me about the law…I fell in love with
and got pregnant from a married man…you were unfaithful…Sara could divorce your
ass for that alone and take you for more money then your worth…I’m not ruining
your life…I’m not going to be the home wrecker…As long as you stay away from
me…then Sara will never know about your infidelity…”
Mark said, “Are you
black-mailing me?”
I said, “I’ll do whatever it
takes for me and my baby to have a Mark Callaway free life. I might love you and yes this baby is
yours…but I’m not going to expose this baby to a father they can never
physically have in their life. I refuse
to put my child through it. And you can
live with it or you can just live without it, because that’s the way it’s going
to be…whether you like it or not…if you want more babies then have them with
your wife.”
Mark frowned and said,
“Okay…I understand…Can you at least send me a picture or
something…anything.” I said, “I will
definitely have to think about it…good-bye Mark.” Mark looked up and said, “Bye Denise.”
I walked out of his life…
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And I have the sense to recognize
But I don't know how to let you go
I don't know
how to let you go
I don't know how to let you go
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- -10 Months Later- -
Sunday night, Mark was
sitting in the arena waiting for Raw to start…they were filming Raw a day ahead
because Vince was going to give every one Monday night off…he pinched the
bridge of his nose and could feel himself getting grouchy as his headache was
starting to roll in right behind his eyes… “Damn…same old shit just a different
night.” As he laced his wrestling boots
and prepared for his match in 45 minutes…
There was a knock on his
dressing room door and Mark yell, “C’mon in.”
Cussing under his breath for yelling like that as his head pounded. Shane (Vince’s son) walked in… and said, “Hey
Mark.” Mark looked up and said, “Shane-o
what can I do for ya kid?” Shane walked
over and handed Mark a white envelope with his name on it and said, “This came
for you at Titan Towers…I told dad since I was coming tonight I’d deliver it
personally.”
Mark took the white envelope
and said, “Thanks man.” They talked and
bullshitted for what seemed like a while…then Shane excused himself so Mark
could finish getting ready for his match..
Mark stared at the envelope
he couldn’t imagine what was inside…he picked it up off the bench and tore the
end of it off…and slid the contents out and into his hand…as soon as Mark
realized what it was…tears immediately sprang to his eyes…Denise had sent him
pictures of the baby…the first picture was of the baby and it said ‘After 36
hours of labor here’s your son…Jonathan Michael…26 inches long, 6 pounds 4
ounces…’.
Mark couldn’t do anything
but cry…here was living proof he had a son out there in the world and he
couldn’t go see him, hold him…or watch him grow up…but it was a decision he knew
he had to hold up…
Mark found a picture of
Denise holding the baby…god even after 36 hours of labor she still looked
beautiful…he felt his chest clench…he should of never let her go…God he still
loved her…he let her go…and now there was no way of finding her.
It was bad enough Sara had
paid someone at the hospital to fake the DNA / paternity test…but now after
going through a really tough divorce…the baby might have looked like him…but in
the end it really wasn’t his child.
Mark shook himself from his
thoughts and made a phone call and then finished getting ready…he went out for
his match…After taping Raw he went back to the hotel and his phone call had
been returned. He packed his stuff and
left.
Meanwhile Monday Night, I
was sitting at home with my beautiful baby Jonathan Michael…he was awfully
quiet tonight…I was sitting in my recliner holding Jonathan and waiting for Raw
to come on…when there was a knock on the door…I looked at the clock and it was
nearly 9 pm…I couldn’t imagine who it was.
I walked over and laid
Jonathan in his crib and then made my way over to the door and slowly unlocked
the door and pulled it open…and was met by the same piercing emerald green eyes
that I saw in my son…
I said, “Mark what are you
doing here…I thought we had an agreement.”
Mark said, “No…no…that was before you sent me pictures of my son…I want
to make a new agreement…please…” Tears
instantly sprang to my eyes and I said, “Mark…I can’t have you in my life and
not be with you…don’t you get it…I love you…and you’re married to someone
else…I can’t be with you…and I certainly can’t have you coming to see the baby
whenever you felt like it…it would be too hard on me.”
Mark said, “I’m not married
anymore…”
My head snapped up as tears slid
down my cheeks and said, “What?”
Mark smiled and said, “I’m
not married anymore…Sara and I got divorced.”
I said, “Oh really and why is that?”
Mark said, “Well for 2
reasons actually…the first because she lied…she paid some doctor to make up a
fake DNA test to say the baby was mine…and it wasn’t…and second…because I love
you…and I’m not going to pretend I don’t love you and don’t want you in my
life…when I know I could leave right now…but I’d only be back in 3
seconds…because I refuse to live without you…you was my best friend, my lover,
and when I was with you I felt so complete…You said you wanted me to be a full
time father or nothing at all…well I’m choosing full time father…if you will
let me…and I’ll also be a full time lover, boyfriend, husband, best friend
whatever you want from me…cause I’m not going to let myself go on without
you.”
The flood gates were open
now and I was crying so hard…Mark pulled me into his arms and kissed the top of
my head and he said, “What do you say baby?
Make my life complete again…forever.”
I looked up just nodded…I couldn’t really say anything…Mark’s lips
latched onto mine and I pulled him into the house…and closed the door…
After a heavy 10 minute
kissing getting reacquainted with each others mouths and tongues session…I sat
Mark on the couch and walked over and pulled Jonathan out of his crib and
walked him over and placed him in Mark’s arms…I said, “Look Jonathan…this is
your daddy.” After Mark had him securely
in his arms…I sat on my knees in the couch next to Mark…with me arm draped over
his shoulder and my head resting on his shoulder also.
Mark leaned down and kissed
Jonathans head so softly…I could feel my heart swell inside…Mark looked over at
me and said, “I love you…both of you.” I
said, “I love you too…And I’m pretty sure he loves you too.” I touched Mark’s cheek and leaned over and
kissed his lips so softly…
I made the decision to get
away…and it was the best decision at the time…but now I’ve got more in my life
then I could have ever imagined or hoped for…The love of my life and our
son. And now my life is complete.
Artist: Celine Dion
Album: Falling Into You
Song: If That’s What It Takes
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You're the bravest of hearts
You're the strongest of souls
You're my light in the dark
You're the place I call home
You can say it's all right
But I know that you're breaking up inside
I see it in your eyes
Even you face the night afraid and alone
That's why I'll be there
When the storm rises up
When the shadows descend
Every beat of my heart
Every day without end
Every second I live
That's the promise I make
Baby, that's what I'll give
If that's what it takes
If that's what it takes
You can sleep in my arms
You don't have to explain…Baby…
When your heart's crying out
Baby, whisper my name
'Cause I've reached out for you
When the thunder is crashing up above
You've given me your love
When your smile like the sun
That shines through the pain
That's why I'll be there
When the storm rises up
When the shadows descend
Every beat of my heart
Every day without end
Every second I live
That's the promise I make
Baby, that's what I'll give
If that's what it takes
If that's what it takes
Through the wind and the rain
Through the smoke and the fire
When the fear rises up
When the wave's ever higher
I will lay down my heart
My body, my soul
I will hold on all night
And never let go
Every second I live
That's the promise I make
Baby, that's what I'll give
If that’s what it takes…..whatever it takes
Whatever it takes
If that's what it takes
Whatever…Whatever…Whatever
it takes
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The End