I Surrender
Chapter 1
“Excuse me miss…Can you let me know what time the hotel pool is
open?” A bald hair cover man with too
many piercings asked me…as I was sitting behind the front desk, checking through
the computer for open rooms…I looked up and smiled and said, “Yes sir…The pool
is open Monday-Friday 3 a.m. to 12 a.m.
Saturday all day…Closes Sunday at 4 a.m. to be cleaned on a weekly
basis…” The man smiled warmly and said,
“Thank you young lady..” I said, “You’re very welcome sir.”
As I watch the man walk away, just as two gigantic men approached
the desk and one said, “We reserved two rooms darlin’…” I said, “And you’re names please.” He said, “Mark Callaway and Glenn
Jacobs.” I smiled and said, “Thank you
sir.” I typed their names into the
computer and they both came up…
I looked up from the computer monitor and said, “Yes sir…right
here…You have side by side rooms with king size beds and a wake up call for
4:30 am…correct?” The man with the
piercing emerald green eyes smiled and said, “Yes ma’am.” I said, “Well, Mr. Callaway you are in room
2525 and Mr. Jacobs you are in room 2527.
The rooms are on the 5th floor…the elevators are to you’re
left…as soon as you hit the 5th floor, the rooms will be directly to
your right and across the hall from the elevator…if you would like room service
hit 92 on the phone…here are you’re room keys…and I hope you enjoy your stay in
Raleigh, (North Carolina).” And then smiled.
The blue eyed beauty behind the front desk was a gorgeous raven
haired beauty that had red streaks in her waist length hair…Mark said, “Thank
you very much darlin’…Glenn lets go drop this shit off and grab some
grub.” Glenn smiled and said, “Hell
yes…” As the two men walked away from my
counter…I couldn’t help but notice the green eyed, tattoos covered, long haired
guy was extremely sexy…and damn did his eyes eat a hole through me.
A familiar voice said, “Sandra…Hey…earth to Sandra.” I turned to my right and there were the two
most talented brothers in the wrestling business today. And they just happen to be my brothers too…I
smiled and said, “Mattie (Matt Hardy)…Skittles (Jeff Hardy).” I walked around the desk and gave my brothers
a huge hug…Jeff said, “How long are you working till tonight?” I said, “I’m afraid I don’t get off for
another 4 hours at 11…Are you guys staying here, or are you going to Cameron to
see dad?” Matt said, “We’re going to run
to Cameron and see dad…But well be back in the morning to take you to
breakfast…”
I said, “Where’s Ames & Veronica?” Matt said, “Their in the gift shop looking
over a few things, they were thinking of buying…” I said, “Will they be joining us tomorrow morning?” Jeff said, “Are you crazy….we have a day off
and you think were going to wake them up just to have breakfast…they both love
to sleep way too much.” I giggled and
said, “Okay, then I’ll see you two in the morning…I need to run…I see another
crowd of your people are waiting for their rooms.”
I gave them hugs again and ran over behind the desk to greet more of
the guests…and get them all checked in…
By the way, My name is Cassandra Hardy…Obviously you know my two
crack head brothers Matt and Jeff…they are the dangerous terror twin wrestling
duo…I have never known two guy in my life who loved being thrown through tables
as much as those two do. Most people
just call me Sandra…I’m 19 years old…and I’ve been the executive director at
the Hilton hotel in Raleigh for almost a full year now…I’ve been working here
since I was 15…I started out cleaning rooms and then moved to cooking…and then
just kept working my way up the chain.
I’m 5’9” and 125lbs…I have blue eyes and right now I have black hair
with red streaks in it…obviously I love dying my hair just as much as my
brother Jeff…
Chapter 2
Around 11:15 pm… I went into the hotel restaurant, after I had
gotten off work, and there weren’t very many people in it…I was talking with
Tony at the bar as I was sitting on a stool while he was cleaning it up…
Tony said, “So, tough night Sandra?”
I said, “Not really…I met a few cute guys…but nothing to get too excited
about…too bad their were all wrestlers…well most of them at least…except for
those two giant guys…They have to be here for the Harley show…they were both in
leather and looked scary as hell.” A
deep southern drawn voice said, “Can you gimmie a
shot of JD and a beer.” Tony said, “Yes
sir..” I looked
over to where the voice was coming from and it was the same green eyed hottie from earlier…man was he big…
He looked over and noticed me and said, “You mind if I sit
here?” I shook my head no and said, “No
Mr. Callaway…” He looked at me and said,
“Drop the Mr. And just call me Mark darlin’…” I smiled and said, “Okay…By the way my name
is Cassandra…well Sandra.” Mark smiled
and said, “Nice to meet you Sandra.” We
shook hands and I said, “So what are you doing up so late…especially with a
4:30 am wake up call…I know I’d be in bed right now…especially if I had to get
up that early.”
Mark said, “I have to see a guy about a Harley…” I said, “Are you in town for the Harley
show?” Mark said, “Not exactly…but I do
want to check it out tomorrow…” I said,
“It’s pretty interesting…I went earlier today before work. It’s amazing the way they put those bikes together…I
would think someone who builds Harleys for a living needs to have some skilled
hands…I don’t think I could do something like that.”
Tony laughed and said, “Honey you have skilled hands…” I said, “Mark, this is Tony…Tony…Mark.” They shook hands…Mark said, “Skilled hands
huh?” Tony said, “Hell yes…she took
several Massage classes while she’s been going to college…she has amazing
fingers that can just get rid of every thought out of your mind.” I said, “You have to relax yourself
extremely, but it works…” Mark said, “I
might have to have you do that for me…I always get tense after traveling…”
I smiled and said, “Do you mind?”
I pointed to his neck and Mark said, “Absolutely…go ahead.” He had his long dark auburn hair pulled back
and braided…I moved his braid and draped it over his right shoulder…and noticed
he had the grim reaper tattooed on that back of his neck…Oh yea, this guy is a
big time Harley man…I slowly put my hands on his shoulders and then massaged
and worked towards his neck…and said, “You’re right…jeez you’re tense…you’ve
got knots back here…” Mark laughed and
said, “Told ya…but a…you better stop, you’re relaxing me, and I don’t want to
fall asleep down here on the bar.” I
laughed and said, “Yea sir.”
I took my seat next to Mark again, Tony said, “Watch the bar for me
Sandra…I need to run to the cellar.” I
said “Sure thing Tony.” Tony went to the
cellar and Mark and I sat there talking…and he said, “So do you do massages for
the guests in this hotel?” I said,
“Yea…they seem to enjoy it and it’s extra money for
me, that I can use towards college…And right now every little bit helps.” Mark nodded and said, “I agree…Would you mind
if I what bought or rented you for like 3 hours…I haven’t had a really great massage
in months…”
I said, “It’s rent…and no I wouldn’t mind…I
usually don’t go to bed until 5 am anyways…”
Mark said, “Great…I’ll be up in my room…anything particular you’d like
me to wear?” I was thinking ‘nothing but
a smile’….just thinking it!!…I said, “Yea your levis will be fine I’ll need a
towel for my hands…for the excess oil.”
Mark said, “Okay…see ya in a few.”
I went up to the 10th floor to my room…most of the single
employees who worked at the hotel had rooms on the 10th floor…I
changed into Levis and a tank top, I left my shoes and socks off…I always
walked around the hotel barefoot...when I wasn’t working.
Chapter 3
I knocked on the door to room 2525…Mark answered the door, with
nothing but a pair of levis on…no shirt and was barefoot…I actually got a better
look at him now with no shirt on…he was covered from wrist to shoulder in
tattoos on both arms…and a huge one that said BSK PRIDE across his
mid-section…a man with that many tattoos has to be a Harley Davidson freak…or
at least in some sort of bikers gang…he still had his hair braided…and smiled
when he saw it was me…
I smiled and said, “Hello…I had to run up to my room and
change.” Mark said, “That’s
fine…c’mon in darlin’.” I walked in as
he stepped aside and held the door wide open for me…this man had to have been
close to 7 feet tall and around 300 lbs…give or take a few pounds…
All the rooms were equipped with huge massage tabled built into the
walls…I pulled the table out and sprayed alcohol on it and whipped it down to
make sure it was clean from the last person who’d been on it. I said, “okay…c’mon..” Mark said, “Stomach or back?” I said, “Stomach…then back…” Mark jumped up on the table and laid face
down with his arms in front of his and his chin propped up on his hands.
As soon as I started massaging his shoulders…his body was responding
by relaxing more and more…and he was emitting some fierce moans and groans from
the pleasure may massaging hands were giving him…We did a lot of talking about
my going to school and working for the hotel…and he was telling my stuff about
him traveling and loving the feeling of being on a Harley…and what not…
2½ hours later, when I finished, I walked into the bathroom and
washed my hands…as I was washing my hands…I felt a pair of soft warm hands
slide around my waist…and as I looked up the hands to the arms I noticed they
were covered in tattoos…I looked up and Mark was staring at me in the
mirror…watching for a reaction…hoping he wasn’t over stepping his boundaries…I
couldn’t say anything…I kept thinking ‘kiss me…kiss me…oh CHRIST JUST KISS ME’.
His lips brushed against my neck and it sent a series of shivers
down my spine. I slowly slid my hands
down his arms and to his hands and laces my fingers with his fingers on top of
his hands…Mark saw his cue and took my hand and walked me back into where the
massage table was…and he picked me up by my waist and sat me on the table…and
laid my on my back…then slowly slid his hands up my legs and thighs and
unsnapped my levis, and slowly pulled them down my legs and off…
Then he stood above my head at the end of the table and leaned over
and slowly kissed my lips…as he slowly slid his tongue between my lips into my
mouth and found my tongue…his hands slid down over my breasts, and found the hem
of my shirt and slowly pulled it up and off…didn’t really have to worry about a
bra, because my tank top had a bra sewn into it…
He moved around to the side of the table again…and kisses and
touched and felt every part of my body…My body started responding to every
touch and kiss I felt…When Mark got done kissing every part of my body, he
picked me up and carried me into the bedroom…where he laid me down and the he
got completely undressed and laid next to me…
Chapter 4
I have to tell you…I was extremely nervous…I was still a virgin…I
wanted to do this…I don’t know why…but I just did…Anyways…as Mark was kissing
me he slid my panties off and slid himself between my thighs…and felt me tense
up a little…In his most seductive southern drawn out voice Mark said, “I’m not
going to hurt you Cassandra…I promise.”
I said, “I know…I’ve just never…well you see the fact is, I’ve never…What I mean to say is…I’m still…” My hands were on my mid-drift and Mark could
see my hands getting antsy…and could tell I was nervous and VERY inexperienced…
Mark said, “Cassandra, it’s okay…I get
it…you’re still a virgin…Are you sure you want to do this?” I nodded yes...Mark said, “Okay, I won’t
lie…it will hurt for a couple of minutes, but after that you’ll be fine…” I said, “Okay.” Mark said, “You ready.” I was slowly biting on my bottom lip and
nodded…
Mark wrapped one arm completely around me and held me tight to his
chest and I wrapped my arms around his neck and held on for dear life…as he
slowly slid himself into me, he pushed and pushed and pushed some more, until
he broke through my barrier…I practically bit a hole in my bottom lip…and I
squeaked a little, and had tears sliding down my cheeks…and Mark caressed my
cheek and ran his thumb across my lips and kissed my tears away and then kissed
my lips and said, “Are you okay?” I
said, “Yes…” Mark said, “Are you
sure? I didn’t want to hurt you…” I said, “No, I’m okay…” Other then that fact I felt completely full…I
was actually feeling pretty okay.
Mark said, “I’m going to go slow, so you can get use to me…” I said,
“Okay.” Mark started moving in and out
of me, pretty slowly…it didn’t take long for my senses to come alive…I started
out by moaning low, in between Mark’s rain of kisses on me…then a little at a
time Mark started going faster and faster until we were both going
crazy…moaning, groaning…and I believe I heard him growl a few times…until we
were both so overwhelmed with ecstasy that we had great time and climaxed
together…out bodies racked with crazy sensations…I swear I could feel it
explode through my toes and out the tips of my fingers. And I felt his seed explode into me…good
thing I was actually on birth control to regulate my periods…We totally
collapsed…
Mark wrapped me up in his arms and held me with my back to his
chest, as I laid there feeling his chest rise and fall in a small pattern, I
knew he’d fallen asleep…I had a million thoughts running through my head…like
how do you tell someone you’ve only known 7 hours, you’re in love with them…I
guess you don’t…because I whispered it…but I knew Mark wouldn’t hear it…I just
had to say it…not so loud every one or even him had to hear it…but just so I
could hear it myself…I let sleep over take my body…
In the morning, I slowly opened my eyes, I was laying on my side
with the covers over me…I turned over and Mark wasn’t there…I looked over to
where his pillow was…it still smelled like him…there was a red rose, cash and a
note…I sat up with the sheet around my chest…I smelled the rose first…then read
the note…it said:
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Cassandra,
I realize after a night like last night, most people would regret
ever doing that…I realize I’d only known you for 7 hours…but I woke up this
morning feeling better then I had in years…I don’t regret what we did for a
second…and I hope you don’t either…it was beautiful and so were you…you looked
even more beautiful this morning…I was going to wake you and let you know I was
leaving…but I couldn’t bring myself to do it, you looked so peaceful with a
small smile trying to dance on your lips…I realize we may never see each other
again…but I really hope we do…I want you to call me when ever you’d like to…My
cell phone number is 410-231-0023…Feel free to call when ever, what ever
time…for what ever reason…I left some money for the massage…I hope it helps
with that college tuition. Good luck and
please keep in touch..
~Mark
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I looked at the money sitting on the pillow…and there was a post it
note stuck to the fifty dollar bill…I picked it up and there was more then one fifty
there…there was 20 to be exact…if you know how to multiply or add…you came up
with the same number I did… $1,000.00…the post it note said --Good
massage….REALLY good.--
My clothes were folded up and placed on a chair next to the bed, I
took a shower, got dressed…went to my room for shoes and then meet my brothers
in the hotel restaurant and we had breakfast…I couldn’t get Mark off my
mind…Jeff said, “So what did you do last night you insomniac?” I smiled and said, “Oh nothing, gave a
massage to a guest…and then went to bed…”
Chapter 5
“Christopher…I’m gonna get you…You just wait…I’ll get you ya little
stinker…you know, I always find you…” I
said…as I stalked around my apt looking for the 3 year old tiny terrorist…Then
I heard a very familiar high pitched giggle coming from the lump under the
covers in the middle of my bed…I smiled, I knew exactly where he was the whole
time…the lump couldn’t sit still…I walked over and fluffed the comforter up
high in the air and as I jumped on the bed, I grabbed Christopher, he busted
out in giggles and I wrapped my arms around him and said, “Gotcha…I gotcha…I
told you I would…”
As his giggles filled the air, I placed kisses all over his face and
head…a round of giggles emitted again…and then his voice said, “Mommy
stop…stop…” I said, “Tell me I’m
good…” I kept kissing him…and he was
giggling harder and finally said, “You’re so good mommy…” I laid there with him and said, “That’ll
teach you to try and hide from me.” He
giggled some more and stayed in my arms…and said, “Yea…I guess you did get me
huh mom…” I said, “Yup…you can’t ever
leave me like that again…what would I do without you…” Christopher looked up at me and said, “Would
it make you sad if I ever left?” I said,
“Very sad…I mean you’ve been mine for 3 years now…if you left to go to someone
else…I’d have to go stick myself in the potty and flush myself to China.”
Christopher’s giggles filled the room again…and he said, “Mommy…I
don’t think you’ll fit, you’re a big person…I could probably fit though.” It was my turn to laugh now…and said, “Let’s
go try it.” I jumped out of bed and
carried him into the bathroom…and stood him on the toilet seat and said,
“Nope…you’re too big to…you know what that means?” Christopher shook his head no and said, “What?” I said, “That you’ll have to stay with me
forever.”
Those very familiar green eyes sparked as a smile flew across his
lips…He jumped up and down and said, “YAY!”
I said, “You know something else?”
He said, “What?” I said, “If we
don’t hurry up and finish packing we’re going to miss our flight to go see
Uncle Matt and Uncle Jeff…Did you get everything into your backpack you want to
take on the flight there?” He nodded and
I said, “Okay, run and get your tenny shoes and
backpack.” I gave him one last kiss and
placed him on the floor…and he said, “Okay mommy…I’ll be right back…don’t leave
without me.” I said, “Okay…but you
better hurry.”
I could hear little feet running
through the apt to the living room to grab tiny tenny
shoes and then feet running to the bedroom to get the backpack…then I saw
something fly across my bedroom and land on my bed…I looked in and Christopher
was sitting on my bed…
As he was putting his tenny shoes on I was
running a brush through my still waist length, but now bottled blonde hair with
blue streaks … getting all the tangles out…I kept watching him…and thinking I
was so young when I had him….19 to be exact…and now 3 years later, I’m almost
22…with a 3 year old tiny terrorist for a son…Christopher’s green eyes reminded
me so much of his father and he had my brown hair which was my original hair
color…I never told the father, I was having his baby…I figured for all parties
involved it would just be easier that way.
I couldn’t bare to tell my brothers I had sex with someone after
only having known them for 7 hours…and as for Mark…I called and talked to him a
few times…but couldn’t bare to tell him I was pregnant…I figured he didn’t need
to deal with something like that…he was a grown man when we made love that night…I
know he didn’t know I was only 19…and I knew he was old enough to of been my
father…well maybe not so much my father…but maybe my fathers little brother…he
was at least 10 years older then me…and like he said, I never really did regret
that night…I mean, I got Christopher out of it…I realize I was a little
young…but now a days girls are having babies at 14 and 15…is it just me or are
they getting younger and younger…
Mark was probably still with that Harley biker gang, running amuck
and was probably married by now and had other children…I was happy to have just
a small part of him…hell whose to say he wasn’t married when we were
together…it could have been a possibility…the couple of times we talked on the
phone, I never asked him anything like that…and he never offered any
information about himself to that degree…so it was just better that way.
Chapter 6
I walked into the bed room and said, “You excited about seeing your
uncles?” Christopher stood on my bed and
jumped in my arms, with his backpack on and said, “Yes mommy…I haven’t seen
them in like a billion years.” I laughed
and said, “Well honey, I don’t think it’s been quite that long…but it feels
like it.”
I had quit working for the hotel about 3 weeks ago…the manager tried
telling me, it didn’t look good for the hotel to have young single mothers
working for them…I wrote to the owners of the Hilton chain hotels…and told them
what was going on…needless to say the manager was fired…and I quit anyway…after
7 years of working there…and finally graduating from college…
I wanted something more…Which is why I was flying out to meet Jeff
and Matt…they had finagled an interview with there Boss and CEO of the WWF
Vince McMahon for me to be the executive director for the WWF…in lamens terms, I would be booking hotel rooms, getting
rental cars, snacks in the back for all the wrestlers…And since Christopher was
so small still I was allowed to bring him with me…provided I brought a baby
sitter with and I also made it through the interview and was hired.
Well baby sitter was covered…Jeff’s fiancé Veronica was also my best
friend since kindergarden was going to be my
babysitter…I had introduced them and they just went from there…Veronica thought
Christopher was the best thing since sliced bread…she absolutely adored him
just as much as Amy (Lita), Matt and Jeff…
I put my shoes on and grabbed my suit case as I walked down the
stairs with Christopher in my arms…I put Christopher down as I set the alarm
and locked the door…and we took the taxi to the airport…Christopher said, “What
color do you think Uncle Jeff’s hair is?”
I smiled and said, “I don’t know…I guess we’ll have to see when we get
to New York…” He smiled and said, “It
was orange last time…” I said, “Yup…he
looked like a skinny little pumpkin.” He
giggled a little and then stared out the window the rest of the way to the
airport…He was rubbing his eyes and I knew he was getting tired…
As soon as we got on the plane, the stewardess grabbed a pillow and
a blanket for me…and I tucked Christopher in good next to me…and kissed his
forehead. When we landed in New York,
Christopher woke up…still a little sleepy…but he was ready to go…We took a taxi
to MSG arena (Madison Square Garden).
When we got there, we were walking through the back halls…and I actually
ran into Amy…she said, “Sandra…Oh my god, you made it.” A voice below me said, “AUNT AMY!” Amy squatted down and scooped up Christopher
in her arms and rained kisses all over his face. She said, “Oh, Christopher…you taste so good.
I may have to eat you up.”
Christopher’s hard giggles filled the hallway…and Jeff and Matt came
running down the hall…and they both tackled me with huge hugs…Jeff said,
“Where’s my little man?” Christopher
giggled and said, “Here…I’m here Uncle Jeff.”
Jeff said, “Oh, there you are…I thought you were hiding.” Christopher said, “No way…Aunt
Amy was kissing on me…” He made a
face and had the four of us laughing…
Chapter 7
We walked back to Matt and Jeff’s dressing room…and Veronica was
sitting there…she had just painted her toenails and stood up and walked towards
me with her toes stuck straight in the air…and gave me a hug and gave
Christopher a hug and kissed on him also…Christopher stood there with his arms
crossed and I said, “What?” He said,
“See…they are always kissing on me…” I
said, “Hey, I kiss on you all the time.”
He said, “Yea…but you’re mommy…mommy…Uncle Jeff said they will give
me cooties…but you can’t cause your mommy.”
I looked at Jeff who had a smile plastered across his face. I nodded and said, “Yea…that’s right…and
don’t you forget it…girls who aren’t mommy will give you cooties if they kiss
you…but Aunt Amy and Aunt Ronnie…got a shot…so they are okay…anyone else…watch
out.” Christopher said, “Oh…okay…I
will.”
I sat on the floor and Christopher planted himself in front of Jeff
who was playing with him…Matt looked at me and said, “Geez Sandra, you need to
gain some weight…every time I see you, you seem to get thinner and
thinner…you’re going to be all bony by the next time I see you.” I said, “I weight 115lbs…I’m just fine thank
you.” Matt said, “Yea, but before you
had Chris, you were 125…what happened?”
I said, “I dunno…maybe I was actually carrying
him my whole life and when I finally dropped him…that’s how I lost the 10
pounds…” He laughed…and said, “Funny
smart ass. But I’m serious…go eat a
sandwich or something…” I just rolled my
eyes at him…
Later that night, before Monday night Raw, I did my interview and
got hired…as I was sitting back in my brothers dressing room…I was swinging
Christopher around…when someone knocked on the door…Matt said, “Yo.” I started laughing and said, “Since, when do
you invite someone in anywhere by saying Yo…”
Christopher said, “Yo…yo…yo…yo…yo…yo” I said, “Chill out little man.” I walked over and opened the door…and thought
I was going to completely pass out…
I came face to face with the green eyes of my son…in a bigger form,
it was Mark, pretty much the same look as when I meet him 3 years ago black
leather pants, steel toed boots, black t-shirt that said Deadman Inc on
it, hair pulled back and braided, same mustache and go-tee…Christopher came
running at the door and said, “Mommy, watch out for the monster…” He stood in front of me…Mark squatted down
and said, “Monster? Do I look like a monster
little man?” Christopher’s eyes got
huge…and said, “Mommy…I think the jig is up…”
I said, “Christopher…go by Aunt Amy..” Christopher walked over and sat on Amy’s
lap…Jeff walked over and said, “Mark…What’s up dude…” Mark said, “We’ve got a match tonight…I just
thought I’d come warn you…and see if you wanted to go over the moves before
they started letting the fans in the building.”
Jeff said, “Yea…Let me get my gear on…C’mon in…I was just visiting my
sister and nephew…I’m sorry, Mark this is my little sister Cassandra…and the
spit fire that was trying to protect her from you is her son Christopher.” I shook hands with Mark and then went back
over and sat down…
Oh my god, he either didn’t remember me…or he didn’t recognize me…
Veronica leaned over and said, “Why do you have that look on your
face? You know like you’ve seen a
ghost.” I said, “I think I might
have…” Jeff finished getting all his
gear on and said, “Cassy is it okay, if Matt and Amy, take Chris down to the ring to watch me practice.”
I looked at Christopher and he was bouncing up and down and said,
“Please mommy…please..” I said, “Sure…just don’t let him get in that
ring…that’s all I need another one hooked on wrestling…” They all left as me and Veronica stayed
back…she said, “That was him wasn’t it?
That was Christopher’s father.” I
said, “I didn’t know he was a wrestler…I thought he was in some Harley biker
gang…honest…”
Veronica said, “You had sex with some guy you only knew for 7
hours…and you didn’t even get around to what he actually does for a
living….” I said, “Hello…what part of
that sounds sane?” She said, “Good
point. I hate to tell you this…but you
had sex and had a baby by the Undertaker…the American Bad Ass…the Phenome…this is too weird.” I said, “You’re telling me…and he either
doesn’t recognize me…or he forgot about me…”
Chapter 8
Meanwhile, in the ring…Mark said, “You’re sister looks kind of young
to have a son…” Jeff said, “Yea…she was
19 when she had him…she had her whole life ahead of her when she got
pregnant…remember when we were in Raleigh, North Carolina 3 years ago…and
stayed at the Hilton hotel?” Mark said,
“Yea..” He was thinking ‘boy do I ever’. Jeff said, “Sandra is the one who hooked all
you guys up with those great hotel rooms…she used to the executive director of the Hilton…now she’s going to be
the E.D. for WWF…reserving all out hotel rooms…getting our rental cars…and
making sure we have food and stuff in the back from now on…” Mark said, “Sandra…her name is pretty damn
familiar to me…”
In the dressing room…Veronica said, “Why don’t you just tell Mark…I
mean how bad could it be?” I said, “Are
you out of what’s left of your mind girl…did the fumes from your toenail polish
rot the rest of your brain…First off, I don’t feel like ruining any ones
life…second, if you remember there is also a 3 year old little boy down by that
ring whose involved in this whole thing…he doesn’t realize he’s supposed to
have a daddy…there are 3 things he’s sure of…That my dad is his grandpa…Matt
and Jeff are his Uncles…and that I’m his mother…every thing else is a crap
shoot…he still thinks you and Amy are married to his uncles…”
I sighed and continued, “When my mother died a couple of years ago
from cancer…I still have her photo up in the apt…and he’s forever asking me who
she is…its hard to explain who she is, when he doesn’t get to know her…I
realize he won’t really know her until he gets older…but I can never tell him
she was my mother…because I’m still having a hard time with her death…I was 8
months pregnant when she died…If you remember, I was so grief stricken I went
into pre-mature labor with Chris…He was born the day after her funeral.”
Veronica said, “You should tell him.” I said, “What would I ever tell Mark…hey by
the way…3 years ago, after we went for that roll in the hay…I had your son…I
couldn’t tell you cause I was chicken shit…but also because I figured it would
of ruined your life…I mean I didn’t mind ruining mine, cause I will always have
something to remember Mark by and that night…I don’t regret getting
pregnant…and a lot of people said, I couldn’t do the whole single mother
routine…but I proved them wrong.”
Veronica smiled and said, “You sure did honey…Maybe you’re
right…maybe it was for the best.” I
said, “Maybe some day I’ll tell him…I mean what if he was married then…and is
still married now…a 3 year old pops into his life, his wife would pretty much
catch a clue as to him cheating on her with some 19 year old girl he knew after
just 7 hours.” Veronica said, “Yea…you’re
right...never mind.”
Back in the ring… Mark said, “So she was the E.D. of the Hilton…her voice and name
sound really familiar…” Jeff said,
“Well, did you and Glenn check in together that night?” Mark said, “Yea.” Jeff said, “Then you met her, she was the
girl behind the front desk…hooking you up with your room keys…only she had
black hair with red streaks…” Mark
looked like his eyes were about to pop out of his head as his heart fell into
his stomach he said, “She’s your sister…That girl in there is your sister? Cassandra…Oh Shit…I’ll a…I’ll be right
back.”
Mark got out of the ring and was walking up the ramp to the back to
Matt and Jeff’s dressing room…
Chapter 9
I was sitting in the dressing room still and Veronica had gone down
to watch the boys practice…the door was closed and it suddenly flew open…and
Mark walked in and I said, “Something I can do for you Mark?” He walked over and grabbed my chin and pulled
my head up and stared at my eyes…like a monkey doing a math puzzle…Mark said,
“It’s really you…isn’t it?” I said,
“When did you finally come to that conclusion?”
He said, “As soon as you’re brother reminded me just exactly who you was the night we were in Raleigh…I didn’t know you was their
sister…” I said, “There’s a whole hell
of a lot we didn’t know about each other that night if you remember…we didn’t
exactly have the time to get to know each other in full depth.”
Mark said, “Why didn’t you tell me they were you’re brothers…” I said, “Why didn’t you tell me you was a wrestler…Deadman.”
Mark said, “How’s come you didn’t know…if your brothers are wrestlers,
don’t you ever watch them on TV?” I
said, “I watch their match and that’s it.”
Mark said, “I wrestled against both your brothers before in singles…and
in tag teams…” I said, “I don’t catch
every show…I mean hello…I’ve been raising my son for the last 3 years. And before that my life belonged to the
hotel…” I looked at the ground and
walked across the room…and Mark sensed something was wrong and said,
“What?” I said, “There’s more…” Mark said, “What?” I said, “Christopher…he’s my son…and yours.”
Mark said, “Excuse me? I
could have sworn you told me that you was on birth
control…” I said, “Yea…Well…welcome to
the wonderful world of the .1% it doesn’t cover.” Mark said, “That kid is not mine…you’re not
going to stand here and tell me, you had my kid…” I said, “Mark…you took my virginity, and I
got pregnant…I had Christopher exactly 8 months after I had sex with you.”
Mark said, “Uh huh…that’s what I thought…Having a baby takes 9
months…you wasn’t exactly the virgin you claimed to be…and you was already
pregnant when you had sex with me…which is probably why you was so willing to
give up your so called “virginity” to me.”
That man actually did the little quote marks with his fingers when he
said that to me…it was at that point where I wanted to break his fingers off
and shove them up his nose so far his brain got tickles to death.
I turned around and my blue eyes were burning red…I said, “That
little boy out there is as much yours as he is mine…I went into premature
labor, because I was grief stricken over the death of my mother…” Mark said, “Yea…right…likely story. I can’t believe you’d lie and make up a story
like that, just to try and link that little boy to me…”
I walked up to him and said, “I always thought I was in love with
you that night…and right now, after what you just said to me…I know it was
never love…it was just some guy trying to get in my pants…like every other guy
I ever meet in my life. I felt special
for those hours we were together…but I guess I was just really deluded to the
fact, that you’ve probably done that with a million girls who just fall at your
feet cause you’re The Undertaker…The American Bad Ass…The Phenome…Now
that I’ve seen you in the dark and the light…I gotta say…I don’t know what’s so
phenomenal about you…you’re no body special…just a guy whose trying to get laid
by every girl willing to shake their ass and do tricks for you…I want you to
know…I’ve never had sex with another man after you…and I never had sex with any
man before you…So you can stand here and think all the weird shit you want
to…but just know one thing…I’ve never lied in my life…and I wouldn’t exactly
start now.”
I walked past Mark and out to the ring…Christopher came running up
to me…and I squatted down and met him he said, “Mommy…did that monster get
you?” I smiled and said, “Nope…cause
even if he is a monster…he’s not much of a one…” Mark walked past me and got back in the ring
with Jeff…and I said, “Jeff, I’m taking Christopher to the hotel…he’s getting
sleepy…” Jeff said, “Okay Sandra…I’ll
give you a call later.” I said,
“Okay.” I picked Christopher up and he
wrapped his legs around my waist, and laid his head on my shoulder…and actually
fell asleep before we left the arena.
Mark watched as I walked out..
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I had just put Christopher down for a nap when someone started
banging on the hotel door…I opened the door and it was Mark…he pushed his way
into the room and said, “I want a test done…showing me he’s my son…” I said, “Why?
I don’t want anything from you…I made it the last 3 years without you…I
can make it the next 30 by myself.” Mark
said, “You must want something…otherwise why’d you
tell me?” I said, “I thought you might
figure it out on your own…but then again I guess not…I should of just stuck with my original plan and not told you a
thing…” Mark crossed his arms across his
chest and leaned against the door and said, “Why didn’t you tell me…we talked a
couple of times…you had to of known when we were talking that you was
pregnant…”
I said, “Of course I knew…I was going to have a baby…I was
ecstatic…I couldn’t wait…the only draw back was I knew nothing about
you…nothing…just that you had the knack for making me fall in love with you in
7 hours or less…and that for as big a guy that you are…you was so gentle with
me…I didn’t know if you was married or if you had other kids…or what…I didn’t
want to ruin your life…it was bad enough everyone was telling me I was ruining
mine to have Christopher at such a young age…I didn’t think of it as ruining my
life…I thought of it as…I had this one really special night, with this great
guy…and I have some part of him left behind for me…I didn’t tell anyone about
you…or that we’d only known each other for 7 hours…I didn’t even tell my
brothers…they know nothing about who got me pregnant…”
Mark said, “But why keep it from me…why not
just friggen tell me?” I said, “I told you why already…and if you
can’t except that…then too bad…and if you can’t except that Christopher is your
son…then that’s your loss as a human being…that sleeping little boy in there as
brought me nothing but joy for the last 3 years…every time I look at his
eyes…he automatically reminds me of you…he’s got your green eyes…he laughs hard
and from the back of his throat like you…every once in a while he’ll do or say
something that just reminds me of you.”
I stood there for a minute with my hands on my hips and said, “Look,
I’m not going to debate this with you right now…he’s sleeping…and I don’t want
him woke up…I’m not putting my son through any type of test just to prove he’s
yours…I know he’s yours…and that should be enough…Just cause you think I’m some
whore who you had a roll in the hay with 3 years ago, after knowing me for only
7 hours…only shows that your pretty damn deluded yourself…Mr. Callaway.” Mark said, “I never said, I thought you was a
whore…of course I’m not saying your aren’t
either.” I looked at him and said,
“Please, remove yourself from my room now sir…and I use that term
loosely…before I remove you myself…and don’t under estimate me…because when it
comes to me or my son…there isn’t anything I wouldn’t do to stop someone from
hurting either of us…”
Mark said, “Including sleeping with someone after only knowing them
for 7 hours?” I said, “You son of a
bitch…” I went to go slap him and he
grabbed both my arms…so I used other resources and kicked him as hard as
possibly in the jewels…the family jewels with my steel toed boot covered
foot…Of course after he hit the floor…I grabbed his foot and drug him out of my
room…and said, “If you ever come near me or my son again…you’d better be
wearing a cup…cause next time…I won’t be as nice.” I walked back in and closed and locked the
door.
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11
A few days later…I was at the arena working…when 2 guys and a girl
in gray suits came up to me and handed me a court ordered paper that said, I
was a violent and unfit mother…and they actually took Christopher away
screaming and crying for me…in a police car…I was absolutely beside myself…I
knew Mark was behind this…I knew it was time to come clean with my brothers and
tell them everything…I told them and they weren’t necessarily mad at me…but
they pretty pissed at Mark for what he had done.
I on the other hand…I locked myself in my hotel room and sat in the
corner crying…I totally zoned out…I didn’t go any where or do anything for 3
weeks straight…we were in Michigan…and it had been 3 weeks since I’d seen
Christopher…
Jeff and Matt finally decided to go talk to Mark…Mark told them what
I had said and done to him…And that he thought I was lying about going into
premature labor…Jeff said, “Mark, you’re such an asshole…Our mother had cancer
and died when Sandra was 8 months pregnant…because she was so depressed and
grief stricken, it caused her to go into premature labor the day after our
mothers funeral…That little boy saved Sandra’s life…3 years ago…That whole week
leading up to the funeral…None of us thought she was going to make it…she wasn’t
eating…she would stay in bed 20 hours out of the day…then when she did get up
it was to shower or use the restroom and then she went back to bed.”
Matt said, “Christopher couldn’t have come along at a better time…it
might have been the day after our mothers funeral…but he was her saving
grace…he was just the thing that brought her out of the depression and back
into reality.”
Jeff said, “How could you be so cruel to have someone’s child taken
away from them…and worst of all he’s your son…you know you have a son now…and
you had him taken away from the one person who would died for him…just to save
his life…and had him put in foster care.”
Matt said, “Not to mention, that Sandra has been locked up in her hotel
room for the last 3 weeks that we’ve been here…if she doesn’t get Christopher
back soon…the next 2 weeks we have left here…are going to be messy…she won’t
keep herself from him for much longer with out doing something drastic…my
sister isn’t one for drama…but she can’t handle people she loves the most being
taken away from her…and if you had any heart at all Deadman…you’d get
Christopher back for her…I mean seriously fuck that you don’t think he’s your
son…she didn’t ask you for nothing…if all she was really after was you’re
money…don’t you think she could of come up with a better plot to get it from
you then having your baby and telling you she doesn’t want anything from
you.”
Jeff’s cell phone rang and he answered it, “Hello?……
yea…… okay … Thanks.” Matt said,
“What?” He said, “It’s Sandra, she’s got
music on in the hotel room…The manager got us a spare key for the room
finally…but said we should go in and get her…”
Matt said, “You know something…Deadman here can come with us…” Mark said, “What for?” Matt said, “Just so you can see first hand
what your handy manipulating work can really do to someone who isn’t a
wrestler. You did this to her…now you
get to witness what it can be like through the eyes of your victim…” Matt pushed Mark out the door and they went
up 2 floors and came to my room…and let themselves in…
I had just taken a shower and was laying across the bed
again…staring at the wall…Jeff came in and sat up by my head…and put my head in
his lap…Jeff was petting my head…keeping my hair out of my face…I said, “Am I
really that bad of a mother Jeff?” Jeff
said, “Oh honey, no…who stayed with Christopher in the hospital every day 24/7
for a month and a half…until he was strong enough after his premature birth to
come home…you did…and you’re also the one who gave your son blood, when the
doctors said he was anemic at 2 days old…you’ve raised him all on your own for
the last 3 years…you never once asked anyone to help you…”
I had a slow stream of tears sliding down my cheeks and said, “Then
why is Mark doing this to me…Christopher is everything to me…he’s my hearts and
soul…he’s the air I breathe…I mean what am I going to do without him…How do I
live without him…I had this big hole on my heart when Mark left that
morning…and it was replaced by Christopher…now the hole is there again…I mean
my heart actually hurts cause he’s not with me right now…he’s with some
stranger…and I don’t know if he’s okay or if he’s sick…or if they are treating
him good…or if they are being cruel to him…I just don’t know…”
I wiped my eyes and continued, “He’s so small and helpless…I mean
why is a blood test so necessary, if he looked in Christopher’s eyes he’d know
he was his son…anyone could tell after he was an hour old…I don’t even want
anything from him…me telling him about Christopher wasn’t some huge ploy to get
something from him…I mean if he wanted to be there for Christopher I would have
loved it…but I don’t want anything physical or mental from him…I just want my
son back.” I cried myself to sleep.
Matt looked over at Mark and he had tears sliding down his
cheeks…Now every one knows that Mark doesn’t get emotional…he’s like basically
emotion free…but after seeing me and hearing me and Jeff talking…he started to
realize, he had made the biggest mistake of his life…he left the room and went
back to his room.
Chapter
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Matt and Jeff finally got me to leave the room…I went to the arena
with them later that night…I stayed in their dressing room the whole time…I
didn’t speak to anyone…I didn’t look at anyone…I just sat on the floor watching
the monitor…and watching my brothers as they flew through the air like trapeze
artists in a circus. About an hour
later, I was still sitting there when the door opened…Mark came in and just
looked at me…I stood up ready to mow him over…
Mark said, “Can we talk?” I
said, “What do you want? Haven’t you
done enough yet? You belittled me, you
talked to me as if I was a whore…and said I was a liar…and then to top
everything off…just to add to the pile of shit you’ve given me…you had my son
taken away from me…If I ever get him back, I can’t make up the time that he’s
been gone…I will never get those weeks or months back…and he’s sitting in some
God Damn foster home, and I don’t know if he’s sick, or if they are treating
him good…I don’t know anything about him right now…How could you do that to
me?…hell, how could you do that to anybody…just take their life away from them
like it’s your decision…You’re not God Mark…you may think your gods gift to
women…but you’re not.”
I went to slap him, and he grabbed my wrist…DAMN…That’s twice
now…maybe I televise that too good…I really want to hit him…I have to work on
my slap approach…of course my guess is, he’s been slapped enough to know when
it’s coming.
Mark got closer to me and said, “Will you just stop for a minute please…I’m
just trying to talk to you…I want you to hear everything I have to say, and
then I’ll leave.” I jerked my arm away
from him and sat on the couch with my knees in my chest and watched as Mark
paced in front of me…at a slow speed, nothing fast…he was debating things over
in his mind. He finally stopped and
said, “Do you think it was easy for me to have my own son taken away from
you?” I said, “Yes. You’re the one who said he wasn’t yours…now
all of a sudden he is? Mark don’t confuse me…I’d rather be pissed off at you…then
confused right now…”
Mark said, “I never thought for a minute that Christopher wasn’t my
son…I knew he was mine…as soon as you told me…I was just so mad at you…I
couldn’t believe that I had let myself fall in love with some girl, who I’d
only met and made love to after knowing for 7 hours…I knew you had fallen in
love with me as crazy as it had seemed…7 hours really isn’t sufficient time to
know if you’re in love with someone…but as we talked while you was giving me a
massage…I was falling completely in love with you…I didn’t know how or why, but
I was…and then after we made love, I had just started to fall asleep when I
heard you whisper in such a low tone, I wasn’t sure I heard you right…but when
you snuggled closer to me I knew I had heard you perfectly…I heard you say, ‘I
love you’…I know I wasn’t imaging it…” I
looked down and said, “No, you wasn’t imagining it…far
from it…I said it.”
Mark said, “Why didn’t you say it to me…at least if you would have
said it to me, I would have been able to say something back…something close to
the fact of I love you too.” I said,
“Mark, I had only known you 7 hours…you was a stranger, you was someone I
didn’t even know…I didn’t know anything about you, except for the fact that you
made my whole body insane with love for you…I wanted to say it…but I didn’t
want to sound stupid at the time…that’s why I just kept it to myself.”
Mark said, “Well, next time say something…Then I left the next
morning…and you called a couple of times…I was really pissed about that…I never
wanted to lose touch with you…but I couldn’t exactly call you back…you’re
number was blocked from my cell, and I didn’t have your number…” I said, “Why didn’t you ask me for it?” Mark said, “I didn’t think you was going to
stop talking to me…I thought I had done or said something wrong…and now after 3
years I find out, the only reason you stopped talking to me, was because you
had a baby…and you didn’t want to ruin my life…I have to be honest it wouldn’t
have ruined my life…”
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Mark said, “Just standing here knowing I missed 3 years of my sons
life, because you was scared you would ruin my life…I can’t get those three
years back…and I wanted to get even with you so bad…That’s why I said all those
hateful things…that’s why I had Christopher taken away…I wanted you to feel the
same way I felt…I felt like I had been punched in the stomach…I mean after 3
years, I was finally standing eye to eye with the same woman, who had stole my
heart, and was still carrying it around in her pocket, unbeknownst to her…I was
still madly in love with you…granted you looked a little older…and was a little
more mature…and you’re hair was definitely a little more different then that
last time I saw you…but I knew it was you…I didn’t recognize you right off the
bat because of the hair change…but I couldn’t shake the feeling that I had
known you…the way you talked…the sound of your voice….and those god damn big
blue eyes of yours.”
I looked over when the couched shifted and Mark was sitting next to
me…He said, “Do you get it now…I’m completely and hopelessly in love with you…I
still don’t know why or how…but I have a son with you…I was married before, but
she didn’t want kids…and I did…We got divorced because of it…that’s another
reason why I was so mad that you hadn’t told me about Christopher…I would have
been so content, being his father…and being your husband…if you would have just
given me a chance…and told me about you being pregnant from the very
beginning.”
We both got kinds of quiet and I finally broke the silence and said,
“I’m sorry Mark…I didn’t know anything about you…and every time we spoke on the
phone…it was short and to the point of how each other was doing…nothing else
was given…I still have the number to your cell phone…and the note and rose you
gave me…they are both in his baby book…as for the money…when I found out I was
pregnant…I put it in a savings account for him, incase he wanted to go to
college when he got older…I picked up the phone so many times to call and tell you…but
I kept seeing it as my problem, and I didn’t want to bother you with it.”
I sniffled and continued, “I know I made a mistake by not telling
you…And believe me, if I would of known how you felt, I would have been more
then happy to have you as his father and my husband…I know I can’t give you
those three years back…but I can give you the memories…Matt and Jeff took tons
of pictures…and video footage…and I know I made at least one video no one knows
about…it was to you…and I was going to call and get your address…but it was at
the time when my mother was sick…and after I made it, I packed it away until I
could deal with it…but after my mom died…chaos soon followed…I had Chris the
day after her funeral…and just went on from there…Listen…If you want to be
apart of his life…I’m not going to stop you and I would really love it as much
as he would…as soon as he finds out what a father is exactly…”
Mark looked at me and said, “Are you sure…cause
I can always just leave you alone…is this what you want?” I said, “Mark, I realize no one brought this
fight between us on more then my silence…I want Christopher to know his
father…and love him…… as much as I do.”
Mark said, “You still love me, after all the shit I put you through the
last 3 weeks…” I said, “Yes, I do…I just
have to think of it as, 3 weeks is not nearly as bad as three years.”
I moved over on my knees and wrapped my arms around Marks’ neck and
he wrapped his arms around my waist…and we hugged so tight…and stayed like that
for about 10 minutes…Mark had moved me over and onto his lap…but we never broke
the hug…then he gave my senses a shock…and kissed my neck…I said, “Time out
there Deadman…I want my son back……now.”
Mark nodded and said, “Agreed…let’s go get him.”
Mark took my hand and lead me down the hall to his dressing room…and
walked in…Christopher was on the couch sleeping…I walked over and sat on my
knees in front of him…and was rubbing my hand along his soft brown hair…he soon
woke up and said, “Mommy, is that really you?”
In a groggy voice…I smiled and had tears
sliding down my cheeks and said, “Yes, sweetie it is.” He got up slowly and still sleepy and got in
my arms…I stood up and he wrapped his legs around my waist…as I held him…and
tried not to cry…but it wasn’t any use...the tears came anyway.
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A couple of minutes later, Matt and Jeff busted through Marks’
dressing room door…and Mark was standing there with his hands on his hips…Matt
said, “Sandra, are you okay?” I said,
“Yea, I’m better then okay.” Jeff said, “Are
you sure…we noticed you was missing and we thought
maybe you came down here to kill Deadman…”
I said, “Actually, we had a pretty good talk and came to some final
agreements…He’s going to be Christopher’s daddy, cause that’s who he is…and
we’re still very much in love…but were going slow..” I looked at Mark and said, “Hell yes.”
Matt and Jeff turned around and were walking out the door when Matt
said, “Wow, that was fast…” Jeff said, “No shit…what does she need us
for?” Matt said, “Who knows…” I laughed at them and said, “Smart
asses.” They turned around and sat down
with Mark and me and we talked for the longest time…The next day Mark and I
were sitting in his hotel room and we explained to Christopher who Mark was
exactly…it took him about a month to warm up to Mark…
One night I was in the shower, when I got out and got dressed…I went
into the bedroom…and Christopher was sleeping on Mark, and Mark had fallen
asleep also…I was leaning against the door way thinking…Life doesn’t get any
better then this…Me and Mark were getting back into the swing of things, well
not really swinging…but just trying to get us to work out, cause if was a very
long road…Jeff had made a trip back to Cameron our home town and picked up
every single video he had recorded of me from the time I was pregnant…to
actually having Christopher to present day…there were tons and tons of
tapes…Mark actually took 3 days and watch every single one of them…Jeff had
copies made of every single tape for Mark…
Probably right around 6 months later…My relationship with Mark was
very nice…Me and Christopher had flown out to Houston Texas, where his ranch
was, and spent Christmas with him there…one night after I had already put
Christopher down for bed…I went back down stair and Mark was sitting in a huge
over stuffed chair and was watching the football game on TV…I went over and sat
on his lap. Mark wrapped his long arms
around me…and held me tight against his chest…and was starting to kiss on my
neck. I turned to the side so I could
see his face and we started kissing…
Mark carried me upstairs to his room, and laid me across the bed…our
clothes were quickly disposed off, and Mark’s erection was soon rocking inside
of me…I was moaning Mark’s name over and over, but we were both trying not to
be too loud, we did not want to wake up Christopher. When we both climaxed, it was pretty damn
intense, considering the last time I had had sex was 3 years prior to that
night and with the same man…Mark I didn’t know…but even if his orgasm was just
as intense as mine was…as we laid spent in each others arms…Mark was slowly
running his fingers through my hair…and I was tracing the patterns of his
tattoos with my finger tips…
We laid there in silence for about 15 minutes…I could tell Mark was
thinking about something…he was just staring at the ceiling…I kissed his chest
and propped my head up on my hand and said, “Hey you.” Mark moved around a little and looked down at
me and said, “Yes?” I said, “You’re in
awfully deep thought…what’s on your mind baby?” Mark kissed my lips and said, “You really
want to know?” I said, “Sure…why
not…since your attention is somewhere other then me…and the scary noises that
just came from this bed…” Mark smiled
and let out a some what small laugh…and said, “Oh believe me, my mind is not
wondering anywhere off this bed…and what we just did…you do know three years is
a long time to wait for someone you love…believe me, I think it was worth the
wait…”
Did I hear him right…I said, “What?”
Mark said, “Okay…so I haven’t had sex in 3 years….not since the last
time I had you in this very same position…did I have…as they call it at
work…ring rust? I guess you could call
it bed rust…” I said, “Rust?? You…Get
real! You made me feel the same exact way you did three years ago…only this
time, I think my eyes rolled into the back of my
head…” Mark laughed a little and said,
“I love you Cassandra, I really do..” I smiled and touched his cheek and said, “I
love you too Mark…” I leaned up a little
and kissed his lips…after we made love about 3 more times…I was finally wrapped
in his arms, with my back to him…and I was just about to fall asleep…figuring
Mark had already fallen asleep, cause his breathing was pretty calm.
I snuggled closer and Mark said, “Cassandra…” I said, “Yes?” Mark said, “Marry me?”
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My eyes were completely closed…and when I heard him say, ‘marry
me’…My eyes shot open like I had just been stabbed with a large butcher
knife. I couldn’t find my voice for
about 3 minutes…I was doing my bed impression of road kill…Mark said, “So does
the silence mean no?” I finally snapped
out of it…and sat up and pulled on Mark’s Undertaker t-shirt. And then sat back down on the bed…Mark said,
“Are you okay?” I said, “I’m not sure…I
mean I did hear you right…right?” Mark
said, “I was hoping your hearing didn’t go out, after all the screaming you was dying to do in here about 5 minutes ago…”
I smiled and said, “Yea…I was dying to scream…but decided against
it…Possibly because our son is about 5 doors down from here…and an extremely
light sleeper. Why the sudden thought of
us getting married?”
Mark said, “We have everything…great jobs…love and respect for each
other…and like you mentioned just now…we have an amazing son…It’s kind of like
a fairytale…I want you to have everything…even the husband part…I want you to
be my wife…live with me here in Houston…work with me on the road…have more
kids…be in love until we absolutely can’t stand each other anymore…” I said, “Hmm…that’s very tempting…but are you
really sure…cause we really screwed things up the
first time…”
Mark said, “I’m sure…There are a lot of things I’m sure about…but
none of them set as deep as my love for you and Christopher…and my
career…” Mark sat up and said, “So what
do you say?”
I said, “Ask me again…right now…”
Mark said, “Right now?” I said,
“Please.” Mark got out of bed in all his
naked glory and walked around the bed to be on the side I was on…and actually
got down on one knee and said, “Cassandra…I’m telling you right now…I love you
and I can promise that my love for you and Christopher will never change…I will
also promise you that our marriage won’t be as perfect as we want it to be…and
we will have a few hard times…but if we stick together, we can over come all of
the obstacles in our way…Will you marry me?”
By now I had tears sliding down my cheeks…and said, “Yes…I must be
losing my mind…Yes I’ll marry you…” As
Mark was standing up he kissed my lips and discarded the shirt…and we pretty
much ended up making love all night long…
DAMN…was I tired.
When I woke up in the morning…Mark was missing from his side of the
bed…I touched his pillow with my left hand…and had to do a double take…there
was a diamond ring on my ring finger…I smiled…I couldn’t believe it was real…It
felt real…I was actually getting married…After I fully woke up…we explained
everything to Christopher…and then I called my Dad, Matt, and Jeff…They were
all excited about Mark and I getting married…When we all went back on the road
a week after x-mas…Mark and I started making all the
arrangements for the wedding…it wasn’t going to be too big…but it wasn’t
exactly going to be tiny either.
Christopher was pretty excited about Mark sticking around…which to him
it meant that Mark was really going to be his father permanently.
So Mark was happy that Christopher was excited about it…every once
in a while he’d call him daddy…other then that he usually said something to the
fact of either Mark or Deadman…which it in itself was cute to hear Christopher
say and be taken serious by either of us.
We could help but laugh at him…of course if we laughed at him, he’d
throw his hands on his hips…and look like Mark when he got testy in the
ring…and would stomp off to find Matt and Jeff…
A month after x-mas we got married in a
beautiful church in Houston Texas…It was wonderful…I honestly don’t know if the
day could have been more perfect…I was sitting in the dressing room of the
church looking over myself making sure every thing was in place…Glenn was
Mark’s best man and he poked his head in the room and said, “Sandra, are you
almost….WHOA! You look so
beautiful…”
I smirked and said, “As opposed to the hideous monster I look like
when I don’t dress up…” Glenn stepped in
the room and said, “No…No…You look absolutely amazing…has Mark seen this
dress?” I said, “Nope…It took a shit
load of hiding to get it out of view…he kept trying to see it…and I kept
threatening bodily harm…and he’d just laugh at me…” Glenn laughed at that.
My dress was basic…it was a simply satin tank top on top but a
dressy one…with sheer material over it…and the entire skirt of the dress was
about 35-40 layers upon layers of sheer and satin material…so it wasn’t itchy
and it wasn’t too hot…and it zipped up the back…my veil was a ¼ inch satin band
around my forehead that came to a down peak in front…and the veil was sheer and
flowed down the back of my dress…the plain white satin, open toed heels, that
buckled around my ankle…
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Glenn said, “That dress is amazing…Mark is gonna have a heart
attack…” I said, “Well, I hope he
doesn’t need any help when he has this heart attack…because I don’t think I
could bend over in this dress, even if I wanted too…It’s a good thing I didn’t
gain any weight since the fitting, cause there is nothing else that is going to
fit in this dress…unless I hide it under the layers…” Glenn laughed even harder…
As I walked down the isle arm and arm with my father…Glenn was
right, Mark’s eyes nearly came out of their sockets when he saw me in my
wedding dress…We said our I do’s…and for the reception we told every single
guest to bring a spare change of clothes, and be as comfortable as possible,
levis, Dockers, whatever. Mark had on
the usual…Black levis…boots, and a Deadman Inc.
T-shirt…
I put Christopher in his overalls, Deadman inc. T-shirt that one of
the wardrobe ladies from the tour who had it made for him cause he was so
small…and his tenny shoes…I had on a black cotton
skirt that came to about 3 inches above my knees…it was a cargo skirt and had
two pockets…one on each outer thigh area, with my 2½ inch heeled black leather
knee high boots…and a red tank top with a matching cardigan on…and left my hair
down…
Jeff, Matt, Glenn and my maid of honor…who else Amy…got up and all
gave speeches about the wedding and us…the funny thing was with as close as
Christopher was with Matt, Jeff and Amy…he was 10 times closer to Glenn…even
though Glenn wasn’t related to us…Christopher still thought he was his
Uncle…Glenn had no objection to it…so when Glenn got up to do his Speech…Every
one heard Christopher say, “You go Uncle Glenn.” I looked at Mark who was cracking up
laughing…I shot Jeff and Matt glares, cause I knew they were behind this…they
had taught him to cheer for Glenn when he was in the ring against someone…this
was definitely their influence. Jeff
just shrugged and said, “I don’t know where he gets this stuff.” I said, “I’ll just bet.” I reached over and pinched Jeff’s arm…
Christopher said, “Mommy, can I go see Uncle Glenn?” I said, “Yea…just make sure you stay by
him.” He said, “Yea. Mom” And walked away, I
got Glenn’s attention, and pointed to Christopher making his way over to Glenn. Glenn gave me a thumbs
up, and then grabbed Christopher and placed him on his shoulders, and walked
around the reception hall all night with my son attached to his shoulders.
Jeff got up and grabbed a microphone and said, “Okay, Mark and
Sandra…I have been racking my brain for the last 3 weeks…trying to think of a
perfect song for you guys to dance to alone up here…as your new married selves…and
I honestly couldn’t come up with anything…then I came across a female singer
from Canada…and realized she’s got one amazing voice…so I decided to dedicate a
song to you two…it’s called I surrender…cause in all fairness…you really
surrendered to each other…”
I looked at Mark and he took my hand in his and led me to the middle
of the dance floor…and then proceeded to wrap his arms around me…and when the
song came on…we we’re slowly dancing…the song was so beautiful…and Jeff was
right it fit us perfect. The name of the
song was I Surrender…and the singer was Celine Dion…
There's so much life
I've left to live
And this fire's burning still
When I watch you look at me
I think I could find a way
To stand for every dream
And forsake this solid ground
And give up this fear within
Of what would happen if they end, you
I'm in love with you
'Cause I'd surrender everything
To feel the chance, to live again
I reach to you
I know you can feel it too
We'd make it through
A thousand dreams I still believe
I'd make you give them all to me
I'd hold you in my arms and never let go
I surrender
I know
I can't survive another night away from you
You're the reason I go on
And now I need to live the truth
Right now, there's no better time
From this fear, I will break free
And I'll live again with love
And know they can't take that away from me
And they will see... yeah
(I'd surrender everything)
To feel the chance, to live again
I reach to you
I know you can feel it too
We'd make it through
A thousand dreams I still believe
I'll make you give them all to me
I'll hold you in my arms and never let go
I surrender
Every night gets longer
And this voice's getting stronger baby
I'll swallow my pride
And I'll be alive
Can't you hear my call?
I surrender all...
(I'll surrender everything)
(To feel the chance, to live again)
I reach to you
I know you can feel it too
We'll make it through
A thousand dreams I still believe
I'll make you give them all to me
I'll hold you in my arms and never let go
I surrender
Right here, right now
I'd give my life to live again
I'll break free
Take me, my everything
I surrender all to you
(Right now)
Right now
(I'd give my life to live again)
I'd give my life
(I'll break free, Take me)
Take me, take me
(my everything)
My everything
(I surrender all to you, right now)
Right now
(I'd give my life to live again)
I'd give my life to you baby
I'll break free, yeah free
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About 6 months after the wedding, I found out I was a month
pregnant…Mark was so happy about it…but then something pretty bad happened…the
closer the WWF was getting to their big Wrestlemania…the
more I kept getting all these death threats…Mark didn’t have a clue who it
could have been…and neither did I…It didn’t have anything to do with Mark’s
wrestling, or so we thought…We never expected it to be a wrestler…not in a
million years…or even one that we had known…it wasn’t written into the story…so
it was a pretty big shock…
We had just gotten to the arena one night for Monday Night Raw…and I
had accidentally left my cell phone in the truck…Christopher had been with Jeff
all weekend…and Jeff was going to be bringing him back to us that night…I said,
“Baby, I left my phone in the truck…I’m gonna run out and grab it…” Mark said, “I’ll come back out there with
you…I don’t want you walking around in that parking lot alone…” I said, “No…I’ll be fine…go on to the
dressing room…I’ll be fine…I’ll be in the dressing room…before you can get
comfortable on the couch to nap…cause I know that’s what you’re going to
do…” Mark smiled and said, “Yea…I
know…Lazy butt…” I said, “Nope…tired ass..” And smiled…
Mark leaned down and gave me a quick kiss on the lips and said,
“Alright, but you hurry…I want to see your face back in that room before I fall
asleep…cause you’re going to be joining me for that nap…” I said, “But I’m not tired.” Mark said, “Yes, but you need all the rest
you can get right now…You, your health, your body and that baby are the most
important things right now…” I stood on
my tip toes and wrapped my arms around Mark’s neck and said, “Mark, you worry
too much…I’ll be just fine.” I kissed
his lips and walked out to the truck.
When I walked back in the arena…and down to the dressing room…the
door was cracked a little…which was totally unlike Mark…he always had the door
closed...he loved his privacy before the show started…I walked in and the
showers were on in the locker room…and the steam had filled up the entire
locker room and dressing room…I walked towards the locker room…and noticed a
few of the mirrors had been broken…and I started to panic a little…and then I
saw a couple of bloody hand prints on the white walls near the shower…I walked
closer and said, “Mark…Mark please answer me…”
I moved a little closer and saw Mark laying on the white tiled floor
of the shower…I started to run over to him, when I huge pair of hands came out
of no where…and put a white rag over my mouth and darkness consumed me…
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I couldn’t see very much…my vision was all blurry…I could hear a TV
on and someone big walking around…there was a very large presence about this
person…I blinked a few times, trying to get my eyes to focus…A familiar voice
said, “Are you awake Sandra?” I blinked
a few more times and tried to shake the cob webs out…when my vision came into
focus, I was staring at Paul Wight or known to most as (Big Show)…I said,
“Paul…what’s going on? Why am I tied to
this chair?” Paul said, “This actually
has nothing to do with you…but more with your husband…” I said, “What does me being tied to a chair
have to do with Mark?”
Paul said, “If Mark would have just agreed to give me a title shot
when Vince talked to him about it…I wouldn’t have to go to such extreme
measures…ordinarily I would never do anything to hurt anyone…least of all
you…you’re one of the sweetest gals I know…and Mark couldn’t have gotten anyone
sweeter then you to marry his dead ass…but, the fact remains…I’ve been working
my ass off…and all I wanted was a shot…I didn’t have to win…I never wanted him
to job to me…I just wanted to look a little important to anyone to even be able
to get the shot…but Mark wouldn’t hear of it...so now…I took something of his I
know he’d give anything to have back.”
I said, “Are you the one who was sending the death threats to
me?” Paul said, “Yea…I figured as long as
Mark thought you was in danger from a fan or something, he would never suspect
it was a wrestler…but he’ll know soon enough that it’s me…” I said, “What are you going to do with me?” Paul said, “I’m not going to…well I can’t say
I’m not going to hurt you…cause I’ve got a few things in store for Markie boy…he’s gonna learn you can’t walk all over the
people in this business…most of all people who are bigger then him…bad things
will happen eventually…”
I said, “Paul…Please don’t hurt me…I’m 4
weeks pregnant…I’m not doing anything that is going to jeopardize the life of
my baby…” Paul said, “I never said, you was going to do anything…I’m doing it to you…and you have no
choice…because Mark will either be at my mercy…or you will…it’s not that hard
of a decision for Mark to make.”
Meanwhile, Mark was going crazy…Mark, Glenn, Jeff and Matt, were
trying to find me…they called the police, cause they still hadn’t a clue it was
Paul who had taken me…Amy kept Christopher in the dressing room with the other divas…and
they were trying to keep him entertained cause he kept asking where I was…When
Monday Night Raw started…Paul went out to the ring first off…He grabbed a
mic…and said, “UNDERTAKER!!!…Hey…DEADMAN…Get out here now…”
Mark had been walking by a monitor with Glenn…when they heard
Paul…So the duo walked out and stood on the top of the ramp…Mark in his best
Undertaker voice to date said, “What the hell do you want Show…you know some
people do have other things to worry about then…” And before he could finish Paul said,
“Missing something ‘Taker? Something
that is pretty close to you…huh?
Something you would rather die then have to
live without…” Mark’s eyes nearly popped
out…Paul pointed to the titan tron…
Mark and Glenn turned around and there was live video feed of me
tied to a chair…there was a blind fold over my eyes, and a bandana around my
mouth as a gag so I couldn’t say anything…Mark could see the tears sliding down
my cheeks…and I was visibly shaken. Mark
and Glenn were totally infuriated…Mark started to run and jump in the ring,
when Glenn grabbed his arm and said, “Don’t…You don’t know what he’s going to
do to her…the fans think this is part of the show…they don’t realize this guy
is really serious…”
Mark nodded and said, “Okay…so what do you want Show? Obviously you have all the cards…” Paul smiled and said, “You’re right…you’re
absolutely right…I want a title shot at Wrestlemania…If
you win, you get your wife back…if I win…I get the title…and I get to keep your
wife…” Mark knew he just had to agree
with everything…Paul said, “And…And…It’s going to be a Hell in the Cell
match…no Dq’s…no climbing over the top or walking out
of the cell…If you are going to be the winner, I want you to pin my ass in the
middle of the ring…1-2-3…that will earn my respect for you…”
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Mark stood there talking things over with Glenn…and finally said,
“You know something…I have got to be honest with you…I really don’t give a shit
about getting respect from you…I don’t even give a shit about that title…but
when you mess with my wife and family…you have no clue what you’ve done…you
want a Hell in the Cell…that’s fine…you want the title shot…that’s fine
also…but you taking my wife…that’s not fine…you took something that doesn’t
belong to you…I’m warning right now…be prepared to go to hell and back…because
I’m going to kick the holy living shit out of you…I’m going to beat you so bad,
there will be nothing left to send home to your wife to play nurse over.”
Mark and Glenn walked back to the dressing room…Mark was so
pissed…but he kept his anger in check…he knew he’d have to explain a few things
to Christopher…he went into the divas dressing room…and told Amy what had
really happened…and the made up an excuse and told Christopher I would be back
on Sunday, cause I had to go and see his grandfather in Cameron…Christopher was
fine with that…he was enjoying hanging around with Jeff all the time…
Mark and Glenn went back to their dressing room and talked things
out with Jeff and Matt…with all 4 of them…they knew they couldn’t construct
much of a plan…considering they didn’t know where Paul was staying…or what his
next move would be…they would have to wait for Sunday…Which is exactly what
they did…
When Sunday rolled around and Wrestlemania
got started…No one had a clue how any of this was going to end…once Vince had
found out that what Paul was doing wasn’t in the script, he was pretty pissed
off…He was so waiting until after the match was over to tell Paul he was either
fired or suspended without pay…He wanted to see what all happened during the
match…if things go too intense, he was definitely going to fire him…but if Paul
let Mark win, to get his wife back, he’d just suspended him…for an undisclosed
amount of time.
Well every match was finished…except for the last one…before the
match got started…I was stuffed into a small little 3 ft x 3 ft, and 6 ft tall
cage like structure…It was made out of black cast iron bars…with a black metal
bottom, I had just enough room to sit down or stand up…that was it…I was sitting
in the cage…and it was hung above the Hell in the Cell cage…it was about 40
feet above the cell…I knew if I looked down I was going to be sick…I was scare
to death of heights.
Just before Mark left the dressing room…he turned to look at Matt,
Jeff and Amy…He said, “What ever happens…you keep Christopher away from that
monitor…I do not want him seeing what his mother is going through…I don’t care
if you guys watch, just as long as you keep my son away from that monitor…” Amy said, “I wasn’t about to let him witness
any of this Mark…” Mark said, “Thank
you.”
Glenn pulled on his Kane mask and the two walked out and as Glenn
stood on the top of the ramp…Mark walked down to the ring…but not before he
noticed I was suspended in the air…with nothing between me and the floor but 2
metal cages…he also knew I was scared to death of heights…which pissed him off
even more…just basically added more fuel to the fire…
I couldn’t help but watch the match…I stared at them through the top
of the cell…Mark was absolutely kicking the shit out of Paul…talking a whole
mess of trash, while kicking his ass…By the time the match was ending…they were
both beaten pretty bad…Mark’s nose and mouth were bloody…but Paul looked the
worst…he had several gashes in his forehead and arms…with blood pouring out of
all of them…the ring absolutely looked like one big bloody car
accident…something along the lines of ‘semi truck meets street full of
pedestrians’ The ring matt was pretty
much covered in Paul’s blood…thanks to Mark and his bad temper…he probably
would of killed Paul if given half a chance…
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Mark finally had enough and gave Paul a choke slam and then gave him
the last ride…which that was all it really took…he was out for the 3 count…hell
he was out for a 500 count…
As the EMT’s came in and got him out, Mark climbed up the inside of
the cage and popped a square section from the top and opened it up…they started
slowly lowering the cage I was in…as Mark stood on top of the cage…in his levis,
boots and t-shirt…he looked damn sexy…and was trying to whip the blood off his
face, arms and hands with a towel the ref had given him…I was standing up in
the cage…when a ref got on top of the cage and unlocked it…I jumped in Marks
arms…and he held me tight to him…We really couldn’t say anything…Mark said,
“Are you okay?” I shook my head no…I
said, “I’ve been having really sharp pains in my lower abdomen…I think I might
be losing the baby…It started a few hours ago…but didn’t get really intense
until the match started…”
Mark said, “It’s okay…we’ll get you to a
doctor right now…I’m so sorry you had to get mixed into this.” I said, “It’s okay, it wasn’t your fault…he
didn’t hurt me or anything…he was actually pretty civil half the time…I’m still
glad you beat his ass though.” Mark
smiled and said, “Yea…me too little girl…me too…” We walked over…and Mark got down off the cage
first…and I was about half way down when he grabbed me and I fell back into his
arms…I said, “Good catch…” He said, “I
wasn’t going to let you fall…besides I know that had to have been hard for
you…” I said, “You know something…out of
everything that happened…One good thing came out of it…I think I lost my fear
of heights…” I looked around a little
and then said, “Nope…still there.” Mark
muffled a laugh as he carried me to the back…I just held onto him for dear
life…I never wanted to let go of him…so he had Glenn drive…
After we got to the hospital and were waiting for a doctor, I said,
“How’s Christopher?” Mark said, “He’s fine…he
thinks you’re in Cameron…seeing your dad…”
I said, “Ooh…Nice cover up…” As
the doctor walked in, Mark and Glenn walked out…The doctor admitted me to the
hospital and I stayed for one day…I had been right…from all the stress of being
kidnapped to everything thing else that whole week…I had miscarried…I told Mark
when they let him in my room to see me…
I had tears sliding down my cheeks…Mark hated to see me cry…He said,
“Cassandra…it’s okay…we can always have another baby…we can adopt…we can even
adopt Glenn if you’d like…I’m just happy you’re okay…” Glenn had a big cheesy smile on his face and
I started laughing…I said, “You know something…I love you…I didn’t realize how
much until this last week, put everything we have to the test….I don’t ever want
to go another week away from you…” Mark
leaned over and said, “I love you too…”
We kissed a little and Glenn said, “By the way…the step son is going to
go call every one at the hotel and let them know what’s going on.” I couldn’t kiss any more…Mark and I started
laughing as Glenn walked out…
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When I was released from the hospital…Mark immediately took me to
the hotel to rest…after about a week of resting…I was starting to go crazy…A
few months later, Mark had cut all his long beautiful hair off…He was also
still making me crazy about taking it easy…I walked out of the dressing room
out into the hallway…Mark was just on his way back from talking to my
brothers…and said, “Hey…you’re not supposed to be off that couch…” I said, “Oh well…I’m tired of sitting on my
ass…the doctor said to take it easy…not pretend I’m a corpse.” Mark laughed a little as soon as he was
standing in front of me…I wrapped my arms around his waist…and snuggled into
his chest.
Mark wrapped his arms around me and said, “By the way…where’s your
son…” I said, “Oh, he’s my son now…you
have to take care of the tiny terrorist for a whole week and all of a sudden
he’s my son…” Mark laughed and said,
“Okay, where’s our son?” I said, “Where
else…your son is a diva man…he’s with Amy again.” Mark said, “He’s got good taste…but his
father has better taste.” I said, “You
bet your ass he does.” Mark looked down
at me and I smiled at him and we started kissing…
Mark said, “I have an excellent idea.” I said, “Let me guess…take a nap before the
show right?” Mark said, “God, I love
that you can read my mind…” I shook my
head no and said, “Pitiful…just pitiful…you know you keep napping like this and
everyone will be able to see your age showing…”
Mark smacked me on the ass…and said, “Not if I keep you around…” We kissed a couple more times…and then we
walked back into his dressing room and closed the door…and shut the lights
off…and then Mark laid on the couch…and I laid length wise against him…I was
actually laying on him...my back was against the back of the couch…and he had
his arm around my waist…I actually slid my hand up his t-shirt and rested it
against his chest where I could feel his heart beating…it always put me to
sleep…
Mark said, “Damn woman…you’re hand is freezing.” I said, “Sorry…” Mark said, “I think I can handle it…” And kissed the top of my head…I slid my hand
over and pinched his nipple…and Mark said, “Oh…now I know I can.” I started giggling and put my hand back over
his heart…I said, “Mark.” I could tell
he was close to falling asleep when he kinds of grunted a
“Hmm?” I said, “I love you.” Mark said, “I love you too, baby.” His arm got tighter around my waist…and we
left sleep take over us…
A loud chirping ring woke my ass up…I felt around in the dark and
picked up my flip phone…and opened it… and in the worst ‘you just woke me up
and I’m gonna kill you’ voice I said, “Hello?”
It was Jeff he said, “So are you ever going to come down for breakfast? God girl…half the morning is gone…it’s
already 9:30.” I said, “Sure…Gimmie 3 seconds.” I
hung up…and noticed I was back at the hotel…I said, “Shit…I must have needed
that nap…I didn’t even wake up when Mark brought me back to the hotel last
night…” I got up…noticing I had no
clothing on…I put Mark’s t-shirt on…
I stumbled across the floor to the bathroom, but not before stubbing
my toe on one of Mark’s boots…I’ll remember to fill that with oatmeal
later…teach him to pick his shit up…I walked into the bathroom and clicked the
light on…turning on the shower…I was scratching my head…when I turned around
and came face to face with someone who looked like me…but with black hair and
red streaks…I let out a high pitched squeal…and hit the floor…The bathroom door
flew open and there was Mark in his levis and with all his hair back…and he
said, “You okay darlin’?” I pointed to
my hair and said, “Who did this?” Mark
said, “I don’t know…I’m assuming you did…”
I said, “Okay wait…I laid down to take a nap with you yesterday and
my hair was blonde with blue streaks…and this morning I wake up and it’s back
to black and red…like…the…night…I met you.”
Mark said, “You mean last night?”
I said, “Huh?” Mark said, “I only
meet you last night…you do remember me right…you checked me and a friend into
this place, then I saw you in the bar…then you gave me an amazing massage last
night…and I believe I gave you an orgasm for the massage, okay well several
orgasms...if I remember correctly.”
I stood up and said, “You’ll have to forgive me…I’m having a hard time…It
was so real…” I walked past Mark into
the bedroom and sat down on the bed…Mark turned around and leaned against the
wall and said, “Yea…it felt pretty real to me too…Am I missing something?” I said, “I don’t know…” He said, “Are you okay?” I said, “I don’t know that either.” Mark said, “Okay, now you’re scaring me…How
old are you again?” I said, “I never
said…Quick do me a favor and tell me if 410-231-0023…is your cell-phone
number…” Mark said, “Yea…how’d you know
that? No one knows my cell number…except
a couple of people.” I said, “Lucky
guess?” Mark put his hands on his
hips…it was the serious look and said, “Wanna try the truth.” I looked down and noticed my wedding ring was
missing…
I smiled and said, “Before you left this morning, you was going to leave a note, a red rose and some money on the
pillow…you was going to leave at 5 am…why didn’t you?” Mark said, “Wait, how’d you know all of
this…I didn’t want to just leave with out talking to you about how amazing last
night was…I didn’t want you to wake up and me not be here…especially after you
gave me your virginity last night…that’s a huge deal…well at least for most
girls it is…I’m assuming it was for you too…”
I said, “Yea…it was…you don’t know how glad I am, that I gave it to you..”
I walked over to him and stood against him and stood on my tip toes
and kissed his lips…he didn’t even stop to think about it…and wrapped his arms
around me and lifted me up so he could kiss me at his level…and not have to
break his neck to reach me. Mark finally
just picked me up all the way and carried me over to the bed…and lad down with
me again…Mark stopped and looked at me…and said, “Are you okay?” I nodded and said, “Yea…I wasn’t going to
come up here last night…but I’m really glad I surrendered to my heart and not
my mind…” Mark said, “Oh yea…me
too…” We started kissing again…
And we lived happily ever after.
The End…