Chapter 1


Sydney stood looking at herself in the mirror making sure she didn’t have a hair out of place. Her ‘step-brothers’ D-Von and Bubba Ray, also known to the WWE wrestling world as The Dudley Boys. They were famous for tables and crashing females through them. Except for their assistant, who was the leader of the massacre in the ring every night.

D-Von was actually Devon Hughes, and Bubba Ray was actually Marc LaMonica…they took care of her and were friends with her. She’d been wrestling since they came over and when the writers for the WWE decided they needed a female touch in their group, since the guys were such good friends with her and her brother John Cena, they’d decided to write her into the group.

Marc peeked into the ladies dressing room and said, “C’mon Syd…Let’s go woman.” Sydney laughed and said, “Yea, yea keep your shorts on.” She shrugged her shoulders and followed Devon and Marc to the ring. Them in their camouflage pants and her in her Camouflage skirt with a semi matching Dudley Boys shirt.

After the match was over and the guys had won, they pulled Sydney in the ring to celebrate, and then some music started ringing through the arena. The creepiest brothers in the wrestling business appeared on the platform.

The Undertaker and his little brother Kane.

Kane stood there with his head tilted to the die like always…and Taker put the microphone up to his lips and said, “Dudley Boys…Kane and I have noticed how you two have had a rather nice streak of luck lately practically winning all your matches…and you’ve been going up against some of if not the best tag teams this company has to offer you…but we couldn’t help but notice how you haven’t gone up against the VERY best…You have noticed it right Kane?”

Kane adjusted the glove on his hand and then nodded in the only creepy way he knew.

Marc grabbed a microphone and said, “Oh really and just who’s better then us?”

Taker said, “If you don’t know boy, maybe we should come down and beat it into you…what do you think about that?” Marc said, “Bring it on Donkey Kong.” Taker and Kane stalked to the ring as Devon helped Sydney out of the ring…she backed into the cubby hole where Lillian Garcia and the bell monitor was.

Lillian said, “They aren’t supposed to be out here.” Syd looked at them and said, “I know…I don’t get what’s going on.” Taker and Kane gave Devon and Marc double choke slams, and left the carnage in the ring. Kane and Taker got out of the ring and went over to Sydney who was on her way to get in the ring and check on her boys, when Taker and Kane cornered her between the two of them.

Taker had Kane grab her from behind and hold her tight against his chest. Taker walked over and ran the back of his hand down her soft cheek as he stared expressionless in her eyes. Taker smirked and looked at Kane and said, “Bring the girl.” Syd shook her head no, as Kane grabbed her wrist and started to pull her behind him…her 2½ in heeled knee-high boots slid along the mat, until she tilted her body away from Kane as she slid down to the floor.

Kane turned around the grab her again and she sunk the heel of her boot into the crotch of his wrestling gear. Taker walked back over and started to go after her, but Marc and Devon came to her side…Taker grabbed the microphone and said, “I got the only deal you two can take right now.”

He paused and the silence was deafening.

Taker said, “Next Monday night, you either win a match against us to keep your belts, or lose your belts and your bitch to us.” Marc and Devon over confident…both said ok.

They had beaten some great tag teams…and were known as one of the best tag teams in the wrestling business…but were they good enough to beat the Brothers of Destruction?

Chapter 2


A week later, Sydney was back in the dressing room...she was pacing the room ringing her hands...She had on black leather pants, 2½ inched heel boots, with a camouflage tank top that matched Devon and Marc’s pants for the night. She pulled her hair up into a pony tail.

Marc walked in and said, “Ready?” Syd looked at him skeptically and he threw his arm around her shoulders and hugged her close and said, “Don’t worry...We’re not gonna let them touch you.” She nodded as they walked down to the ring with the Dudley’s music blasting through the speakers of the arena.

Sydney walked them into the ring and they posed around the corners for the fans. As soon as Taker and Kane’s music started playing Marc helped her out of the ring. She stood in their corner and watched on shaky knees.

Kane started out pounding the crap out of Devon. They slung each other all over the ring...Kane had him in a sleeper at one point...but somehow Devon got out of it and standing up long enough to rush to the corner to tag in Kane slowly backed away and tagged in Taker.

Taker slowly got into the ring and they circled each other talkin’ shit for a good 10 minutes...before they both started throwing punches. Taker whipped Marc off the ropes and clothes lined him to the mat. Taker slacked her a second and Marc slapped the bubba boob on Taker faster then he could move.

Devon grabbed a few tables as Marc pulled Kane back into the ring...and what looked to be as a huge upset for the Brothers of Destruction...suddenly the tables got turned...literally.

Taker got back in the ring and the referee lost control over the two teams fast.

Taker smashed a chair over bubba and then placed him on one table...then placed another tables above him and Kane went to the TOP rope with Devon’s half conscious body in his hands and Power Bombed Devon through the top table onto Marc through the second table the two crashed to the mat.

Taker hit his knees with Kane as they each covered one opponent.

Sydney watched in horror as the referee counted to 3.

Taker and Kane slid out of the ring, as Sydney got in and checked on the guys...when a huge hand grabbed her by the back of the neck, she freaked a little. She looked up and Kane was standing behind her, as he drug her over and shoved her through the ropes.

Sydney was terrified. Taker grabbed her and she tried to struggle to get away from him. He pulled her close and with disdain dripping in his voice he said, “I won you fair and square, stop making this harder on yourself...Make this easy.” All she could do was look at him...and she tried pulling away again, and Taker lifted her up and over his shoulder and carried her like a sack of potatoes.

Once behind the curtain, she started kicking and screaming...and Taker had to put her down, before she hurt him or herself. He grabbed her by the throat and jerked her close to him and he leaned down and got in her face and said, “Cut the shit bitch...” She finally said, “I have a name asshole...and my legs and feet aren’t broken I can walk by myself...though I prefer it not be next to or by you.”

Taker smirked and said, “You are a spitfire’re gonna be a lot of’ll probably be more trouble then what you’re worth...but you will be fun.”

Kane came up behind her and blindfolded her, gagged her and tied her hands together...then lifted her with ease as they walked out of the arena with her.

No one even seen them leave.

Chapter 3


Sydney woke up a few hours later in a huge silver Chevy Silverado pick up…It was pretty high up off the ground, her hands were still tied, but the gag and blindfold had been removed.

Sydney looked up at Kane and then over to Taker and said, “Where are we going?”

Taker took his eyes off the road for a few minutes and looked at her and said, “Just sit there and shut up.”

She glared at him and said, “Jesus, do you have to be so friggen rude? Is there any possible way you could be a bit bigger of a dick head?”

Taker growled from the back of his throat…as Kane slowly put his hand around her shoulders and over her mouth to keep her quiet for the rest of the trip. When she was finally quiet, he removed his hand from her mouth.

A few hours later they pulled up to a huge 3 story house, and Taker got out and grabbed Sydney’s wrist restraints, and literally pulled her out of the truck, she yelped in pain from the rope burning and tightening around her wrist. Taker drug her behind him all the way into the house.

In a moment of desperation, Sydney planted her feet and jerked her hands out of his. Taker spun around and looked at her…she said, “You can’t keep jerking me around like this you fuckin’ brut, you’re hurting me.”

In the blink of an eye, Taker back handed the small lady and watched as she fell to the floor.

Sydney held her bound hands against her cheek. As she stared up at Taker, what started as a stare ended as a glare, as she stated in a deadly tone, “I don’t care if you yell or cuss at me, I don’t even fuckin’ care if you drag me around by my fuckin’ ankles but if you hit me again, I swear to God, I’m gonna ripe off your god damn arms and then proceed to beat you about the head and shoulders area with the bloody appendages. If you think I’m joking hit me again.”

Kane started backing away, he’d seen something in her that he couldn’t explain…he wasn’t sure if his brother had seen it or not…but when she started talking in a deep steady voice her eyes blacked over…

Taker had obviously pissed her off in some way, Kane knew Taker shouldn’t have hit her…But his brother was known to do stuff without any thought.

Taker grabbed the girl by her arms and lifted her to her feet and proceeded to drag her behind him again…He stopped at a door, as Kane unlocked it and opened the door, Taker shoved the girl in the room.

Sydney stumbled into the room and landed on her hands and knees, and felt something pop in her wrist, she gasped in pain and fell onto her side as she cradled her wrist to her chest.

Taker walked into the library and turned the monitor on, and watched as the young girl curled up in the fetal position and cried herself to sleep. Taker smirked and relished in the sound of weakness…6 days…she’d be so week in 6 days, she’d never know what was coming.

Taker started thinking John Cena wasn’t such a bad debt payer after all…he’d sold his sister to him to pay his debt and now Taker was gonna marry her and make her cook, clean, and have babies for the rest of her life. It wouldn’t be so bad, after the first couple of years; she should get pretty used to it.

Taker smiled 6 days…he couldn’t wait.

Chapter 4


A couple of days later, after being locked in a dark room, with boards nailed across the windows, and just having food brought to her…Sydney got tired of it really fast. She pulled the wire out of her bra, and started fidgeting with the lock on the door. Not an easy thing to do when her hands were still bound.

She smiled as she heard the lock snap open. She pushed her wire back into her bra and slowly stood up and opened the door. She peeked out into the hall…the coast was clear…not like she was running away…she walked down the stairs and no one was there…she went into the kitchen and poured herself a glass of milk.

Sydney hopped up on the counter and was drinking the milk when the two brothers walked into the kitchen from the back yard. They stood there staring at her, she smiled and said, “What did I suddenly grow 6 heads?” Taker said, “How the hell did you get out?” She laughed and said, “I could always get out…I was just letting you think you could really keep me captive. Besides, I was going through Lactose withdrawals…I needed some milk.”

Taker said, “I want to know how you got out.” Sydney said, “Yea…and people in hell want ice water…Can you please come take these stupid ropes off my wrists…they are really cutting into my flesh.” Taker pulled a huge pocket knife out of his back pocket and pulled it open and stalked towards the girl.

Sydney said, “You don’t really think that scares me…right?” Taker sighed heavily and said, “Does anything? I’m beginning to think you’re more trouble then your worth.” Syd said, “Nothing really scares me…” Taker took her hand and gently cut away the rope. There was a ring of dry and fresh blood around her wrists…she was right, it really was hurting her. He could also see some swelling in her wrist

His hands were soft and gentle, when he took her swollen wrist into his huge hands and softly ran his thumb over the swollen area…Taker said, “It’s dislocated…I’m gonna have to pull it back into place.” Sydney said, “Then you might wanna have Kane hold onto me, because I have a tendency to knock the shit out of people who hurt me…on purpose or otherwise.”

Kane walked over and offered his hand for her to hold onto as she hopped off the counter and stood in front of him. She was 5’10” Just a foot shorter then him and his brother, but she was small, she only weighted about 120, maybe 125lbs.

Kane wrapped his huge arms around the tiny girl, and held her tight against his chest…Taker grabbed her dislocated hand, and jerked a small jerk and heard it pop back into place…They were astonished that all Sydney did was grunt. Taker took her small waist in his hands and lifted her up to sit on the counter again.

Kane had left the room and returned with an ace wrap bandage and a sling. Taker stood there and wrapped her wrist, Sydney said, “Ask your question…You want ask me something go for it.”

Taker looked up at her and then back down to her wrist, and continued to wrap…he finally said, “Why aren’t you scared of anything?” Sydney watched as Kane left the room, and then focused on how gentle Taker’s hands felt as they carefully wrapped the bandage around her hurt wrist…she said, “You don’t really think you’re the first guy John has sold me to, to pay off gambling debts…right?”

Taker looked up; he couldn’t believe this wasn’t a first for her. Sydney said, “My parents died when I was 10, I lived with one of my aunts for a year, and then John shows up at 12, and tells the courts he wants to finish raising his sister, in memory of his parents…the system believed his load of bullshit, and let him take me…He started selling me to make fast money, when he figured out I could get away from the creeps he was selling me to, he’d start charging more money.”

Sydney said, “I know it sounds stupid, but I can’t hate him…he’s the only family I have left. I might dislike him, and think he’s a bastard for using me like that for the last 10 years, but hate is too strong of a word. I actually got so fed up one night about 3 years ago, I sat down and drew out a plan to kill him and hide the body…I figured the world would go on with one less John Cena in it…John found the plan laying on my bed, and it scared the shit out of him…He started going straight, went to gamblers anonymous, started wrestling and working out and when he got signed with the WWE, he got me a job as a valet.”

Taker said, “Let me guess, then he started gambling again, and that’s how I came to get you in return for money to pay his debt.” Syd said, “Pretty much…I’ve been bought and sold for more money then imaginable…Welcome to the club Undertaker.”

Taker stood there staring at her and said, “I had this huge plan to marry you and make you my cook and clean, but I don’t think I can go through with it.” Sydney said, “I knew you wouldn’t be able to…You don’t have a menacing look about you…Yes you appear to be menacing, with all those tattoos, and the whole ‘I’m gonna take your soul’ routine…but just now, when you was helping me with my wrist, you was to gentle to be a monster…also when you hit me that first night, you and Kane both visibly cringed, which means that’s not something you do.”

Taker said, “No, I don’t hit women.” She said, “You were just trying to show me who was in charge…” Taker said, “Didn’t work though…did it?” Sydney said, “Nope, not at all.” She couldn’t help but laugh. Taker thought it was funny as hell and for the first time in a while, genuinely laughed. Sydney said, “So what are you going to do?”

Taker ran his hand down and pulled on his go-tee as he thought and said, “I don’t know…but we’ll think of something. C’mon I wanna take you up stairs and get a closer look at that other wrist; it needs some cream and a bandage also.”

Sydney got down off the counter and followed Taker upstairs. Where they did some more talking and laughing.

Obviously all was not lost.

Chapter 5


A couple of days later, Sydney was sitting on the couch in the living room and Kane was upstairs napping…Taker was out somewhere on his Harley…She was looking at the TV, but not really paying attention to what was on it. She kept thinking about what they would do for Raw and Smackdown that was coming up in another couple of days.

She heard Taker’s Harley pull into the drive way and then into the garage…when he walked in the kitchen, she went into check on dinner…she’d decided to cook. Taker walked over and he said, “You don’t really have to cook, ya know.” Syd laughed as she hoped on the counter and sat down. She said, “I don’t mind…besides if I had to eat Kane’s secret stew again, I was gonna have to run away.”

Taker said, “He does try.” Sydney said, “Yea he gets and E for effort, but the real secret is how to eat it when it smells like a 100 year old jock strap has been soaking in it.” Taker laughed and said, “Actually the secret is figuring out how to keep it in your stomach, cause after wards I belch it up all night long…even after I drank a whole bottle of Pepto-Bismol.”

Sydney leaned against the cabinets and held her stomach while they laughed together. Taker said, “Speaking of which, where is the gourmet cook?” She giggled and said, “Up stairs having a nap…no doubt dreaming about a new recipe.” Taker said, “God, I hope not, I don’t think, my stomach can handle anymore of his cooking.”

They sat there laughing, and Kane walked in, sleepy and scratching body parts…he said, “What’s so funny you guys?” They just kept laughing and said, “Nothing” at the same time. Kane huffed and walked into the living room to watch TV as they kept laughing.

They all sat down together and got their plan for action ready for Raw and Smackdown, while they ate the huge dinner Sydney had prepared. The guys decided to clean the kitchen, since Sydney cooked for them…she sat at the little island in the middle of the kitchen and laughed at the brother while they cleaned up…she said, “You to are awfully domesticated for being a couple of monster wrestlers.”

Afterwards the brother went in to watch the news, and Sydney ended up walking into the den…it was dark, cool and quiet…she looked around the room and noticed the couch was black velvet and the huge plush chair was covered in dark purple velvet. It was obviously a comfort room.

Sydney couldn’t help her self, as she sat on the couch, and the velvet seemed to caress her skin. She slowly let her body slip down to a laying down position and stretched out across the couch. Sleep over too her whole body.

Taker hadn’t seen Sydney buzzing around for a couple of hours, and figured he should do looking for her…he walked all over the house and couldn’t find her…he panicked a little, but then forgot about the den, so he walked down the hallway and down the couple of steps into the den and saw her curled up on the couch. The couch looked like it was especially made for her.

Taker went over and slowly moved her around and gently lifted her in his arms…it was like picking up a wet towel, she was so light…and as soon as she was all the way in his arms, she wrapped her arms around his neck and whispered “Taker, sorry I fell asleep.”

Taker rubber her back a little and said, “That’s fine darlin’…and you can start calling me by my real name if you like…it’s Mark.” She sleepily nodded and said, “Okay Mark.” He took her upstairs and laid her in bed and covered her up.

They would have to go over the plan in the morning, so it was perfect during raw and Smackdown.

Chapter 6


One night Sydney was asleep…and the loud sound of lightening cracking and thunder booming across the sky woke her out of a dead sleep…She shot straight up in bed…the dogs were gone…they had probably taken off at the first sounds of the storm…

Like she could blame them…Syd seriously contemplated sleeping for the rest of the night in the closet…She finally just pulled her knees into her chest and clapped her hands over her ears…She figured if she couldn’t hear it…it wouldn’t bother her.

Do you know how hard it is to even muffle the sound of thunder let alone block it out completely? Yea…Her plan didn’t work…Boy she felt sharp…about as sharp as an eraser.

Meanwhile, down the hall in Mark’s room…he got rolled on by 3 mysterious lumps…Mark sat up and yelled at all three of his attackers… “GOD DAMN IT!…HADES, PAIN, PANIC…Get out off the Fuckin’ bed…”

After the 3 culprits made their get away down the hall without getting Mark’s foot in their ass…Mark got up and heard the thunder… ‘damn dogs’…he thought… ‘I was dreaming about an angel…I wish I could have seen her face before those idiots jumped on me.’…

Mark got out of bed and went to the bathroom…he had to piss like a race horse…a clap of thunder screeched through the sky…it was a damn good thing he was peeing already…otherwise he would of pissed himself…that was loud and unexpected. While he washed his hands he finally remembered, “Oh shit…Sydney.”

Mark dried his hands and pulled his sweats on and walked down the hall…he was going to knock…but if she wasn’t awake…he didn’t want to wake her up…he cracked the door open…and saw Sydney sitting up with her knee tight into her chest and her hands over her ears…He turned the light on and the closer he got to the bed, he saw her eyes clenched shut tightly…

Syd felt the bed dip…and thought she was gonna lose it…she could feel tears sliding down her cheeks…and she slowly opened her eyes…Mark was staring back at her…he touched her arm and said, “Darlin’ are you okay.” Syd jumped up and threw her arms around his neck…She said, “Make it stop…please…make it stop…”

Mark felt her body trembling against his…and when he heard her pleading words his heart absolutely broke for her…He started rubbing her back and was trying to calm her down…he didn’t know what to do for her…He wanted to calm her down and get her back to sleep…he didn’t like hearing or seeing her so upset.

Mark said, “Darlin’ It’s just a thunder and lightening storm…you don’t have anything to be afraid of…it won’t hurt you…” She said, “Mark, Please Make it stop…I don’t like it.” Mark said, “I know you don’t like it…I wish I would make it stop…its just nature saying it’s probably going to rain tomorrow…c’mon now…just lay back down…c’mon Sydney calm down…”

Mark could tell talking was not doing any good…the louder it got outside the more she trembled against him…finally as a last ditch effort of calming her down…Mark said, “You wanna come lay with me…if you come lay with me chances are those 3 chicken shits will come back and keep you company with me…” She looked at Mark said, “You wouldn’t mind?” He smiled and said, “Nah…I hate sleeping alone anyway…” Mark picked her up and shut the light off and carried her down to his room…His bed was huge…he sat her down and whistled for the dogs…who all came running as fast as possible…

Mark held the covers open for her as she climbed in and settled and Mark climbed in next to her and settled…his bed was so warm…he was so warm…the dogs walked around and laid on the floor next to her side of the bed…

Mark ran his fingers through her hair…it was soft and silky…and it always smelled like strawberries…he rubbed her back to get her to stop trembling…when her breathing steadied…He knew she’d finally fallen asleep.

Chapter 7


In the morning, Mark was dressed and walking around the bedroom…Sydney slowly woke up and scooted out of the huge bed. Mark’s eyes nearly popped out…all Syd was wearing was a t-shirt that barely covered anything. Sydney walked in and used the bathroom and went back and sat on her knees in the bed, watching Mark.

All of a sudden Mark took long strides to the bed and captured her lips with his…she just melted in to his arms. Mark liked the way she fit perfectly against his body and in his arms.

Sydney could feel his hands roaming all over her body…he slowly ran his hands over her breasts and her nipples became instantly hard…then when he got to the bottom of her sleep shirt, he slid his hands under her shirt, sliding it up as he went and pulled it off…he slowly kissed down her neck…she loved the feeling his lips slide across her bare skin…it was pretty erotic…

His mouth met with her nipples and he was just ever so gentle with her…as he finished with her chest, he slid his tongue down her stomach and was sliding her panties…but didn’t touch her anywhere else…he moved her legs apart and was kissing the sides of her thighs…and left a hickey on the inside of her right thigh…really high…he kissed his way back up to her and they continued kissing again…

Mark pulled her up to her knees…and Sydney stood on the end of the bed on her knees…and was unbuttoning his shirt and kissing down his chest…and she bit down on his nipple…and he said, “Watch it woman…” Sydney couldn’t help but laugh…While she worked on his shirt…He slid his hand down and started rubbing her clit and said, “Oooo…Did I do that do you?” Referring to how wet she was for him…Sydney said, “Who else would have done it to me?”

Mark said, “True.” He entered her with two fingers and was moving them in and out of her and that emitted a moan from her…Sydney steadied herself by holding on to his arms…cause she almost flew over the edge…Mark said, “That’s it baby…let me hear how much you love this…You know I love to hear you moan.” Sydney was on shaky ground and said, “Mark…please.”

Mark laughed a little and said, “Oh…skipping the fun and going right for the begging…huh baby…You want me inside you bad…don’t you?” Sydney was close to falling and moaned out, “Yes…Mark…Please.” Mark said, “You keep moaning like that and you can have whatever you want…How would you like to do this…you’re choice since you woke him up.”

Sydney smiled and leaned up and kissed Mark…She pulled away and moved around to be on her hands and knees…Mark looked back and could see just exactly the effect he had on her…

Mark said, “Good choice baby…” Mark grabbed her hips and pulled her back to him…and her feet curled around his thighs as he freed his painfully huge erection and slowly slid it in her…which really got her moaning nice and loud for him…he was in total heaven listening to her…moaning out his name about 5 billion times…which he loved more and more and showed he did as he started thrusting in and out of her as fast and as hard as he possibly could…Just feeling him slam into her…was making her insane…

Mark said, “C’mon baby, I wanna feel you cum…I know you want to cum for me...” Sydney said, “Mark…you’re making me insane baby.” Mark said, “I know baby…cum for me…” Mark leaned over her and had her back against his chest and wrapped one arm around her waist and touched her flat stomach, his other hand snaked down and moved her legs further apart and then his finger started working on her clit…it was dying to make her cum, loud and hard…

Sydney had to admit…it WAS working.

Mark was kissing her neck and ear and just whispering even dirtier things in her ear, which probably aren’t appropriate to mention…but it certainly turned her on even more, cause she could feel her impending climax building…Mark thrust a few more time and could feel her insides starting to clamp down on him…which as soon as she flew over the edge moaning his name as loudly as possible…it threw Mark right over the edge as their orgasms ripped through her body Sydney felt Mark’s seed explode deep inside of her with a loud growl…As Mark pulled out he went down and laid on the bed, and pulled her with him…

Soon they both spent the rest of the day in bed.

Chapter 8


Mark and Sydney laid in bed after their wild romp for about the 4th time that night…it started that morning and some how they’d ended up spending the entire day in bed. Sydney had her head on Mark’s chest, listening to his regulated breathing…and hearing his heart softly beat with hers. Mark was either sleeping or very relaxed.

Mark leaned his head down and kissed the top of Sydney’s head…Mark’s deep voice said, “I think we set an all time record of staying in bed all day…I was gonna take you for a ride on the bike…but I think we chose a better activity.” Sydney felt herself blush and turned her face into Mark’s chest and giggled.

Mark was caressed her bare back as she was running her soft fingers all over his toned chest and stomach…tracing his BSK Pride tattoo. HE grabbed her hand to stop…and said, “If you don’t stop that little girl you’re gonna be in a world of trouble.” Sydney couldn’t help but laugh.

She propped her head up and said, “Mark.” He said, “Yea darlin’?” She said, “Do you think it would be bad for me to say I want to marry you?”

Mark had his eyes closed and they opened and looked down at her, her eyes couldn’t hide anything from him…and he was suddenly very aware of what she was saying. Mark moved around to sitting up against his head board and he reached over and pulled her up and next to him.

Mark said, “You wanna run that by me one more time?” Sydney blushed and Mark chuckled and said, “Well don’t start getting shy on me now darlin’…C’mon you can tell me.” Sydney said, “I was just wondering if you think if would be bad for me to say I want to marry you?”

Mark said, “Lord no…Why would it be?” Sydney said, “I don’t know…”

She pulled herself from bed and pulled on her t-shirt and started pacing the room. She said, “I was thinking…which on my part could be quite dangerous if it’s against the wrong person…But you’re not a wrong person…you were just put into a situation and plan corrupted by my brother’s lopsided brain. Granted everything has worked out for the best so far. But…”

Mark watched as she rambled on and when she stopped to look out the window…it was night time already…Mark said her name a couple of times, but she hadn’t responded…she just kept staring out the window. Mark stepped out of the comfortable bed and pulled his jeans on and walked barefoot over and stood behind Sydney…as if on instinct she leaned back into his chest. Mark’s arms immediately went around her waist…

Mark said, “Finish what you were going to say…”

Sydney turned around and when she looked up at Mark, he seen the stray tears sliding down her cheeks as she said, “I can’t go back with my brother…Like I said before, I can’t hate him he’s the only family I got left…but I refuse to keep letting him using me…Money for a sister…I was lucky this time…I was sold to a man who only looked menacing…I was sold to a man who is nothing but heart. I don’t want anything from you Mark…I just want you.”

Mark wiped her tears away and dug in his pocket. He pulled out a box and opened it…it was a beautiful 3 stoned diamond ring, he said, “Do you think this will do?” She looked at it and then up at him and knew from the look in his eyes he was serious.

Sydney said, “But…but…” Mark kissed her lips to silence her and said, “I bought this the other day when I was in town…I wanted to ask you before, cause we just seemed so right for each other…you even laughed at my stupid jokes and made fun of Kane’s bad cooking with me. You’ve been here for a couple of weeks and I can’t get enough of your smile or you’re laugh…I’ve never wanted someone in my life so much as I do you.”

Mark got down on one knee and said, “Will you marry me?” Sydney jumped in his arms as they fell back onto the floor kissing. Mark slipped the ring on her finger…and he started planning to leave in the morning to marry her…HE didn’t want to wait.

Chapter 9


Mark and Sydney walked down the hallway of Madison Square Garden, his hand in the small of her back steering her down the long hallway to his dressing room. Sydney didn’t even realize it and they both walked right by her empty headed brother.

John Cena just stood there watching as his usually hellcat little sister just let Mark control her down the hallway to his dressing room. She wasn’t even putting up a fight…John couldn’t understand it. Mark and Sydney had been missing from the wrestling scene now for almost 2 weeks. Vince McMahon and Stephanie wouldn’t say where they were or why they hadn’t been there.

John was so sure, Sydney would have jumped ship with Mark a long time ago, especially when they took her from the ring the way they did…they were barbaric and manly…they were brutal and mean to her…and he knew it…he was the one that told them to be forceful with her or she’d walk all over them and be a real bitch.

John guessed someone had finally tamed her to be a good little house wife.

Mark got Sydney to the dressing room…and it was at least 4 hours until Raw was to begin, and decided he was going to lay down and relax a little with Sydney. Mark laid down on the black leather couch in his dressing room, and propped his leg up on the back of the couch, Sydney disappeared into the bathroom.

Sydney walked out of the bathroom and looked over at Mark…he looked comfortable as hell on the couch. He’d pulled his bandana down over his eyes to block the light. It was chilly outside and in the building, so Mark had his black Deadman Inc. hooded sweatshirt on with his jeans and boots.

Sydney had the same thing on, except her sweatshirt was red and matched her boots. Sydney giggled and Mark lifted the bandana and peeked out and saw her standing at the end of the couch with her hands on her hips. Mark chuckled and then beckoned her over with his index finger.

Sydney walked over and crawled up between Mark’s legs and laid on his chest, as he wrapped his arms around her and kissed the top of her head. Mark said, “You warm enough darlin’?” She nodded her head and said, “And comfortable too.” She could hear his chest rumble with laughter. They both fell asleep.

2 hours later, Mark was getting ready for his match; just as Sydney was waking up…he’d somehow moved off the couch without waking her. She sat up and looked around, she could hear the water going in the shower room, and decided to walk in. Mark had soaked his hair and was combing it, when he spotted Sydney standing behind him.

He said, “Good evening sleeping beauty…” She said, “Why didn’t you wake me up?” Mark said, “You looked so peaceful…Did you sleep well?” She smiled and nodded yes as she came up behind me and leaned her head against the expanse of his back. Mark said, “You wanna help me darlin?” Syd said, “Sure, what’ca need?” Mark said, “I’m gonna have you braid my hair. While I stretch out my muscles a little.” Mark took her hand as she stepped up on the bench behind him and he backed up and she braided his hair for him, he finished up stretching all his muscles.

Mark walked down and got his bike off the truck.


Chapter 10


Sydney was standing outside of the dressing room and was waiting for Mark to come back. John walked up to his sister and grabbed her upper arm above the elbow and through clenched teeth said, “What the hell are you doing?”

Syd tried to pull her arm away from John, but it only made him hold it tighter, she said, “John you’re hurting me, let go.” John said, “What the fuck are you up too? You can’t tell me you like staying with that dead bastard and his freak brother! What happened to you…you usually leave by now? So why haven’t you left??”

Sydney smirked and said, “He made me an offer I couldn’t refuse.”

John screwed up his face and said, “He did what? What kind of an offer?”

Sydney said, “An offer even you can’t match. An offer I couldn’t turn down. Happiness and love. Neither of which you know what are.” Sydney held up her left hand and showed her brother the ring. Sydney laughed when John’s face fell and she said, “We got married last week…And I’m happier then I have ever been…not even you could fuck it up.”

John squeezed his sisters arm and elbow and she yelped in pain…she was definitely going to have a bruise…she was struggling to get his hand loose. That’s when it was heard…the sound of the huge titan rumbling down the hallway towards them.

Mark saw the exchange between John and Sydney and when he noticed John had a hold of her arm…something snapped inside of him…he suddenly went into wife protective mode…He stopped the bike in front of John and Syd…and he took his sunglasses off and looked at John and said, “Why do you have your hands on my wife?” John said, “She’s my sister, and I can touch her where ever or whenever I please.”

That was it, Mark had been verbally challenged. Mark stood up and swung his leg over the bike after putting the kick stand down…and said, “See that’s where you’re wrong. She isn’t your sister anymore. You don’t know how to treat family. You don’t sell family members to other people for money you loser…and I’m telling you right now…remove your hand from her or you’re gonna have a big problem on your hands…Namely…Me.”

Sydney said, “I’d listen to him if I was you John…He can be quite relentless…Believe me…I’ve seen him in action, both in bed and in the ring.” Sydney reached up and pinched Mark’s nipple through his t-shirt.

John heard an animalistic growl come out of Mark.

Sydney said, “By the way John.” John was in a dead eye lock with Mark, and when his sister said his name he broke eye contact with him, in time to see a fist coming towards his face…as he was socked in the nose.

Mark stood there still as he watched his wife sock her own brother in the nose. Mark couldn’t help but laugh and he watched as she put her wedding ring back on and smooth her jeans over her hips. Mark took her arm gently in his hands and pushed the sleeve of her sweatshirt up and looked at her elbow, it was already starting to turn purple. John had wrenched it and it was swelling slightly.

Mark ran his fingers over it softly and said, “Don’t worry after the match we’ll get it taken care of…if you’re hand ok there Rocky?” Sydney giggled as she leaned into his body and said, “Yes, I’m fine…I just hate being man handled.” Mark said, “You know how to defend yourself, but you let me man handle you.”

Syd said, “I knew you wasn’t going to hurt me…I told you, you only have a menacing look, not a menacing presence…there’s a difference when you should be scared for your life, and when you are scared.”

Mark got on the bike, and helped Sydney get on behind him as they rode down to the ring…Mark got the 3 count against his opponent…was there ever any doubt? Nope.

So for their first week of being married…and being on the road…things went pleasantly well…well unless you’re John Cena.

Chapter 11


Kane had an unusual sort of bounciness to himself. Sydney had noticed it first a few weeks ago, and brought it to Mark’s attention a few days ago. Mark watched as he ran his hand over his bald head and stared at himself in the mirror. Mark was floored when he even seen a little hint of a smirk on his little brothers lips.

Kane hadn’t even smiled in a long time...well except for when he was the witness to Mark marrying Sydney. Kane knew in his heart that Sydney would be good for his older brother...he’d been hurt plenty of times by women who only wanted his money or just the glory of telling others she’d screwed the Undertaker.

Kane felt happy that Sydney had come into his brothers life...and his life...she was an awesome sister-in-law...she’d given him a few tips on how to ask out a woman he had been attracted to for a few months now...but didn’t have the boldness to ask her out...he was still pretty shy when it came to things like that.

Robyn...God he loved the sound of her name on his lips...she was the on who’d cut and shaved his head when he agreed to do the mask vs. title match and lose to give his character a new look.

She was the first to see him without his mask and said he looked handsome...he growled at her at first cause he thought she was lying...but she touching his big arm with her tiny hand showing no fear towards the monster and said it again with genuine heart. All he had to do was look into her beautiful blue eyes and know she wasn’t lying to him.

Mark tapped Sydney on the shoulder and she turned around and said, “Yes my love?” Mark leaned down and kissed her lips and said, “I think my brother just smirked...that’s one for the rule books.” Sydney smiled as she leaned against Mark’s chest.

He wrapped his arms around her and kissed the top of her head and said, “How’s you’re headache darlin’?” She said, “Not gone, but not as bad as it was before.” Mark said, “Well I already finished my match, you wanna go back to the hotel or wait until Kane has his match?” Sydney could feel the headache working it’s way down her neck and her shoulders…it was just on a rampage going all over her.

Sydney said, “If it’s alright with Kane I’d like to leave now…I can feel the headache spreading.” Mark said, “Okay I’ll grab my gear and talk with Kane.” Sydney sat down on the couch and slowly drifted off to sleep waiting for Mark.

Mark walked into the locker room and Kane had just emerged from the shower, and had a towel around his waist as Mark walked up and grabbed his bag and said, “I’m taking Sydney back to the hotel…I’ll send a car to come back and get you…” Kane said, “Her headache’s still bad?” Mark said, “Its worse, she’s just not telling me…she thinks if she keeps it from me I won’t worry.”

Kane said, “But you do.” Mark looked at his little brother said, “As do you.” Kane looked at the floor and nodded. Kane said, “You think something’s wrong?” Mark ran his hand down his face and tugged on his go-tee and said, “I’m not sure…she hasn’t been feeling very well lately…maybe she’s just getting a bug…I think when we go home this weekend, I’m going to insist she see a doctor.” Kane said, “I’ll be willing to bet that’s not going to go over well with her…I’ll be gone that day.”

Mark chuckled and said, “Yea…I’m wiling to bet your right…And if I could be gone with you I would…but it has to be said and it needs to be done.” Kane nodded in agreement…he followed Mark out into the dressing room after he’d gotten dressed…he looked over and noticed Sydney had fallen asleep on the couch.

Mark watched his wife as she slept. At least she didn’t look like she was in pain when she was sleeping…which she’d been sleeping a lot lately…yea she probably had some kind of virus going around. He leaned down and carefully scoped her into his arms and cradled her small frame against his chest. She wrapped her arms around his neck and softly said, “I love you.” Mark smiled down at her and kissed her forehead gently and said, “I love you too darlin’.”

He carried her out to the car and went back to the hotel. Where they slept until morning and then gathered Kane and went home for the weekend.

Chapter 12


Sydney had never been so glad to be home in all her life. She’d had a few run ins with John and her migraine headache just seemed to be getting worse…but as soon as they stepped into the house in Houston…all the stress and worries seemed to vanish into thin air…it wasn’t long after that her headache left as well.

Mark had been really great to her…taking care of her, loving her…everything.

One night before bed…Mark said, “I think you should go to the doctor about you’re headaches and sleeping all the time.” Sydney figured it couldn’t hurt and said, “Okay…you promise to come with me and I’ll go.” Mark stumbled around holding his chest acting like he was having a heart attack when she agreed.

Sydney smacked his arm and said, “C’mon, I’m not that hard on you.” Mark wrapped his arms around her so she had her back to him and kissed her neck and said, “Did someone mention hard on?” Sydney groaned as she felt Mark push his jean covered erection into her bottom. Mark said, “I’m glad you agreed because I made you an appointment for in the morning…so make sure you get plenty of sleep tonight.”

Sydney said, “I’ll get enough sleep.”

Mark started kissing her neck and said, “That’s what you think.” Sydney giggled and felt Mark slide down behind her, as he slide his hands up her thighs and hooked his fingers into her panties and pulled them down and off…he stood back up and pulled her arms out of the straps to the night gown letting it slide down and off her body, she kicked it out of the way. Mark stood up and she heard his zipper go down.

Mark said, “Let’s check to make sure that sweet pussy is ready for me.”

He pushed her forward into a bending position and slid a couple of fingers into her soaking wet core and he said, “Damn baby…You are ready…Now, don’t move.” Mark ran his erection up and down her wet slit and then slipped it all the way into her…

He gripped her hips as she held onto the posters at the foot of the bed as he started thrusting in and out of her…One of Mark’s hands left her hip and went down and started stroking her clit to his thrusting.

Mark kissed her neck and said, “God baby you always feel so good on my cock…cum for me.”

Mark started picking up the pace and going a little faster…and her walls started clamping down on him…and he knew she was close…he thrusted a little harder and stroked her clit a little rougher…and finally with a loud moan Sydney fell over the edge and climaxed…as soon as Mark felt her orgasm, his took over and he growled so deep as he exploded inside of her.

They calmed down and Mark rested his forehead on her shoulder…as he slipped himself out of her…Sydney turned around and Mark kissed her nearly breathless…as his hands cupped, caressed and grabbed her bottom…

Mark picked her up and she wrapped her legs around his waist and he carried her over to the side of the bed and said, “Ready for round two yet?” Sydney scoffed and said, “With you? I’m always ready baby.” Mark said, “God I love you.” She smiled and said, “I love you too.”

As Mark kissed her lips he put his hand underneath her and slid his already hard erection back into her…Sydney groaned into his mouth at the feeling of his fullness being in her again…after just having an orgasm not even 5 minutes ago. Mark laid her on the bed and laid between her thighs…and they started round two.

They made love sporadically through the night. Getting sleep here and there…but when they woke in the morning…neither were tired…but completely content.

Chapter 13


Mark and Sydney were up early the next morning…and on their way to Sydney’s doctor appointment. Mark looked so relaxed behind the wheel of his Chevy Silverado…He’d been tense for a few days prior to going home…but now he looked like he was really in his element.

Sydney moved over to sit next to him and rested her head on his shoulder. He leaned down and kissed the top of her head…they’d been on the road non stop for 4 months…this break was definitely something they both needed.

Mark said, “Happy to be home?” Sydney nodded and said, “Yea…I just want to relax every night in a hot tub with you…and not think about traveling for 2 weeks.” Mark said, “I’ll second that.” As he pulled into the doctor’s office parking lot and pulled the massive truck to a halt.

Mark got out and took Sydney’s hand in his as he helped her down from the truck. He put his hand softly in the middle of her back and steered her into the doctor’s office. She filled out the paper work…and Mark watched as she slowly concentrated on the questions…she was lightly chewing on her bottom lip and he loved it when she did that…she always looked so innocent.

15 minutes later they called her name. She looked at Mark and he said, “You want me to come with?” She said, “No, I’ll be fine.” She leaned over and kissed his lips softly and walked in behind the nurse.

After telling Dr. Barry symptoms and what not…he said, “I know this might not be something you want to discuss with me, but when was the last time you had your period?”

Sydney said, “I thought it was strange when I didn’t have one 2 months ago…and then when I didn’t have one last month…I just started figuring the traveling was making me tired and not making me have a period…figured I’d go see my Gynecologist in 2 more weeks if I didn’t have one.”

Dr Barry said, “Well with the symptoms you’ve given me and given the fact that you haven’t had a period for 2 months…you might wanna consider going to see her now…it could very well be a number of things…As far as I can tell you’re health as you can be…As for the sleepiness, I figure you get the same way Mark does when he’s been on the road 4 months at a time.”

Sydney nodded and pulled her cell phone out and called her Gynecologist. They had a cancellation so they could actually take her in 30 minutes. She walked out into the lobby and Mark stood up and said, “Well?” She said, “I have another appointment across town in 30…I’ll explain on the way.” Mark nodded and followed her out to the truck.

After explaining everything the doctor had said, Mark started to get worried something was wrong with her internally. Mark waited in the lobby again as Sydney disappeared behind a big wooden door. Dr. Malloy gave her a through examination…took blood and urine samples and about 15 minutes later, Dr. Malloy had Sydney get dressed and go to her personal office in the back.

Sydney sat there ringing her hands as she waited for Dr., Malloy to show up…when she did she had brought Mark with her. Dr. Malloy said, “I figured you could use the support.” Mark took Sydney’s hand and Dr. Malloy said, “Well…I’m convinced there’s nothing wrong.”

Mark said, “That’s impossible…all her symptoms are telling us she’s sick…There has to be something wrong.” Dr. Malloy said, “Mr. Callaway…You didn’t let me finish.” Mark smiled sheepishly and said, “Sorry Doc.” Dr. Malloy nodded and said, “I’m convinced there’s nothing wrong that a little pregnancy won’t cure. Congratulations…You’re gonna have a baby…and by my calculations I’d say in about 7 months.”

Sydney had tears in her eyes…and Mark showed no emotion. Sydney was unsure how he felt…She sniffled a little and said, “Mark?” Mark looked at Syd and she was doing that cute bottom lip chewing…Mark touched her cheek with the back of his hand and said, “Don’t cry darlin’.”

Mark stood up and pulled her up to her feet and enveloped her into his arms…He comforted her and caressed her and she finally said, “Is this something you wanted?” Mark said, “Hell yes…especially with you.”

Syd stepped back and said, “Are you sure?” Mark’s heart nearly broke when he saw the tears sliding down her cheeks…he said, “Yea I am…Stop your tears darlin’.” He wiped her tears away and leaned down and kissed her lips softly.

They went home and relaxed for the rest of the day taking in the news…

Mark was excited and could only think…When it rains…It pours.

Chapter 14


- -3 Months Later- -

Sydney was 5 Months pregnant and lately it seemed her and Mark were fighting about stupid stuff. Robyn was engaged to Kane by this time...he’d finally asked her out on that date and she couldn’t stay away from him. She was glad he wasn’t anything like his on screen persona.

One night Sydney and Robyn were sitting in the dressing room during the show...and Mark had been missing most of the day. Kane had even gone on a hunting spree for his brother...She’d called and left messages on his voice mail...and still nothing. Sydney had finally decided to walk around the arena...maybe he was just some place his cell wasn’t getting any reception.

She ran into Paul Levesque (Triple H) and said, “Have you seen Mark anywhere?” Paul said, “Nah, last time I talked to him, Dawn Marie was talking to him about the script later tonight, cause he’s supposed to choke slam her...Other then that nothing.” Sydney nodded and tanked him for his time and walked down to Dawn Marie’s dressing room.

The door to Dawn Marie’s room was half open and Sydney could hear Mark’s wasn’t until she pushed the door open all the way, that she could actually hear what he was saying. While he was screwing Dawn Marie against the wall, he kept saying at least you appreciate me more then my knocked up wife...she won’t even let me have sex with her since she got pregnant.

Sydney stood there not expression on her face not making a sound...

Dawn Marie practically screaming at the top of her lungs as she orgasmed with she lifted her head and looked at Mark she saw something move out the corner of her eye...she saw the long hair and cute figure and said, “Oh shit Mark...Sydney just saw us.” She pushed Mark away from her as he set her on her feet and she fixed her dress and Mark fixed himself.

Mark walked out of the room and saw Sydney walking away. Mark had to run to catch up to her and by then she had walked through the door of the dressing room...Mark grabbed her arm and said, “Syd, We need to talk.” She jerked her arm out of his grasp and said, “No we don’t!”

Mark watched as she gathered her few things she had with her and she headed for the door...Mark stood in her way and he said, “Where do you think you’re going Sydney?” Sydney looked up at him and finally her resolve broke...she blinked and steams of tears slid down her cheeks as she said, “As far away from you as my God damn feet will take me.”

She looked down and said, “Why did you do it Mark? Why now? After everything you knew I’d been turn around and treat me no better then John did.” Mark said, “At least I didn’t fuckin sell you...I knew you wasn’t worth it from all the fuckin trouble you caused.” She said, “Oh forgive me...I didn’t realize it was causing trouble when you fall in love with someone who acted as if they were reciprocating your feelings.”

She said, “You’re such a bastard Mark...Yea John might have sold me...but you still gave him the money. I was so stupid for thinking you was different then all the other assholes...I guess I was wrong...You’re not’re the same as just come in a different wrapper. I can’t believe I fell for it...the pretty words and all...well I guess you really did get what you paid for...a wife and a fuck...Too bad you don’t have better taste...Dawn Marie looked like she used to be a man...and you also lied to her...we’ve had sex more since I been pregnant...then before.”

Sydney shook her head no slowly at Mark...She walked around him and he turned and grabbed her arm again and said, “Where do you think you’re going I own you.” She said, “You can’t own a human being Mark...I’m not a possession...I’m a human...and for a very short while I was your wife....more like personal whore...You know something...guys like you and John come a dime a dozen...I’ve dealt with guys like you my whole life...I’m not doing it anymore...I refuse to. You know what the sad thing is Mark?”

Mark said, “No but I’m sure you’re going to tell me.”

Sydney scoffed and said, “I could have loved you my whole life. I could have loved you until the very day I died...I just wish you would’ve given me a chance to do it. I’d rather be alone then be unhappy...If I decided to stay with you after what I’d seen with you and Dawn...I’d be unhappy...I’d never fully have you...and I don’t she can have you.”

Sydney rubbed her slightly protruding belly and said, “But this...this is the best part...this is the best thing you...EVER...gave me.” Sydney pulled away and walked away...Mark caught up to her again and said, “So that’s’re gonna walk away with nothing?” Sydney turned around and shoved Mark as hard as she could and yelled, “I DON’T NEED ANYTHING THAT YOU COULD OFFER ME...EVER...AGAIN!”

Suddenly everything went black.

Chapter 15


Sydney rolled around a little…and a soft female voice said, “Wow…We’re really glad to see you’re awake…We were kind of worried since you lost all that blood.” Sydney rolled onto her back and squinted her eyes, the nurse walked over and closed the blinds.

Sydney said, “Where am I?” The nurse said, “New York Memorial Hospital…You’re husband brought you in. It seems you guys had a fight and when you shoved him as hard as you could you ripped a couple of muscles in your uterine wall and started bleeding.” Sydney said, “Am I ok…Is the baby ok?”

The nurse spoke to Sydney a few more minutes and then told her if she needed anything…all she’d have to do was push her call button and she’d be there in a second. Sydney nodded as she tried to get comfortable. She asked for an extra blanket and after the nurse covered her with another one, Sydney laid on her side with her back facing the door.

Sydney didn’t hear Mark until he was already behind her…Mark said, “Syd…Are you awake?” She could feel the tears already from just hearing his voice…he sounded so warm and gentle…and caring…but her perception of his was some what altered after what had happened…

Sydney said, “So away Mark.” Mark didn’t miss the crack in her voice…it faltered…Mark said, “Syd please, we really need to talk.” She said, “No…No we don’t…you had your fun, you had your wife, cook, clean and fuck…I’m bored with the game now…Go get your money back from John…I’m not worth it…and you’re definitely not worth it.”

Mark said, “C’mon Syd…Let’s just talk.” Sydney sat up too fast and felt pain and then glared at Mark and said, “Talk…What the fuck do you wanna to talk about…there is NOTHING to talk about. I am your wife, you fucked another woman…I’m in the fuckin’ hospital because I wanted to hurt you as much as you hurt me…well guess what it back fired…”

Mark said, “What are you talking about?” Sydney said, “I’m talking about…you have no more obligations to me…I’m filing for divorce as soon as I get out of this fuckin’ place…and you’ll never have to see me again…you’ll be as free to fuck anyone you want…and I’ll pray you don’t end up getting some disease from a woman who looks like she used to be a fuckin’ man.”

Mark said, “Obligations? I wasn’t obligated to marry you I just did cause I loved you.” Syd said, “And you’re full of shit…because if you loved me half as much or even a ¼ of what I loved you…I never would of found you with your dick stuck in someone else. You’re released of your saving me from John duties…now get the fuck out of my room.”

Mark said, “You’ve got it all wrong...” Sydney said, “Do I Mark…Do I really? I didn’t really see you screwing someone else…it was my over active imagination huh.”

Mark got quiet and said, “What about the baby?” Mark was suddenly aware of what he’d done…he was only going through what every first time father was…he was scared he wouldn’t make a good father, scared he was going to fuck up…He figured the baby would be better off not knowing him…so he set up Sydney to catch him having sex with someone else.

Sydney was quiet and Mark touched her arm and she suddenly slammed her hands down on the bed and kicked over the rolling tray over her bed and in a ½ raspy, ½ crying voice, screamed, “I’M NOT PREGNANT ANY MORE! GET THE FUCK OUT…NOW!”

Mark couldn’t believe he’d witnessed Sydney losing it…after everything she’d been through literally…he’d never once seen her lose it like that…He watched as she laid back down and cried…Mark walked out of the room slowly hoping she’d jump up and tell him not to leave her…but it was too late…the damage he’d done to her heart was final.

Even in the hospital on the 2nd floor, Sydney could hear Mark start up his Harley and drive out of the hospital parking lot…

A few days later Mark returned to the hospital, thinking he was going to try one more time…but when he got to Sydney’s hospital room, the bed was empty and the nurse was cleaning the room…she told him the young lady had been released that morning…Mark hung his head and left…He knew he’d never see her again.

On a sunny day, she drove down the highway…the wind whipping through her hair as she had let the top to the convertible Mustang down. The sun was warm on her face and she was starting to get some color back into her pale cheeks. She turned the radio on and a song came on that reminded her of him.

Ohh, ohh
So much for my happy ending
Ohh, ohh
So much for my happy ending
Ohh, ohh, Ohhh

Let's talk this over
It's not like we're dead
Was it something I did?
Was it something you said?

Don't leave me hangin'
In a city so dead.
Held up so high
On such a breakable thread

You were all the things I thought I knew
And I thought we could be

You were everything, everything
That I wanted
We were meant to be, supposed to be
But we lost it
All of the memories so close to me
Just fade away

All this time you were pretending
So much for my happy ending
ohh, ohh,
So much for my happy ending
Ohh, ohh

You've got your dumb friends
I know what they say
They tell you I'm difficult
But so are they
But they don't know me
Do they even know you?
All the things you hide from me
All the shit that you do

You were all the things I thought I knew
And I thought we could be

You were everything, everything
That I wanted
We were meant to be, supposed to be
But we lost it
All of the memories so close to me
Just fade away
All this time you were pretending
So much for my happy ending

It's nice to know that you were there
Thanks for acting like you care
And making me feel like I was the only one
It's nice to know we had it all
Thanks for watching as I fall
And letting me know we were done

He was everything, everything
That I wanted
We were meant to be, supposed to be
But we lost it
All of the memories so close to me
Just fade away
All this time you were pretending
So much for my happy ending

You were everything, everything
That I wanted
We were meant to be, supposed to be
But we lost it
All of the memories so close to me
Just fade away
All this time you were pretending
So much for my happy ending

Ohh, ohh, Oohh, Ooohh
So much for my happy ending
Ohh, ohh Oohh, Ooohh
So much for my happy ending
Ohh, ohh, Oohh, Ooohh

Chapter 16


Chapter 16

“I’m Carson Daly and this is Hottie...The only show on MTV that brings you new artists...For the next half hour I’m going to be talking with Sydney Cena. The new upcoming artist...The audience will be allowed to ask question and then she’s got a special performance for us of her new single called ‘Only You’.”

Carson said, “Please everyone welcome Sydney Cena.” Sydney stepped out in her jeans, steel toed boots and black tank top that said, ‘Spank’ in red letter. Her long waist length hair was down...and she had black netted fingerless gloves on. She walked out and the audience went wild...She walked over and shook Carson’s hand and said, “Thanks for having me.”

Mark, Glenn and Robyn were sitting in New York at the MSG arena flipping through channels waiting for the PPV to come on and Mark stopped because he thought he’d seen Sydney...he backed up and sure enough there she was...He hadn’t seen or heard from her in 4 years...he missed her like crazy...he knew he was stupid for what he’d done...but he knew he’d never be able to make it up to her.

Sydney sat in the chair across from Carson and he said, “Thanks for coming...I was talking with the audience a little before the show started and every one was wondering how you got into singing...what was your motivation?”

Sydney smiled her award winning smile and said, “Actually, my daughter is my motivation...she’s all the motivation I need...I started off by just singing her lullaby’s when she was a baby...and one day I was out in public and she started getting I started singing to her...and this guy came up and started telling me how much he loved my voice. And the rest as they say is history.”

Carson said, “Is you’re daughter here now?” Sydney nodded and said, “Monica...Hey Monica can you bring her up here.” Monica was her nanny and was holding Alyssa back stage so she could watch her mom on TV. Monica walked out with a big green eyed, long red curly haired girl in jeans and a t-shirt and let her go and she ran over to Sydney.

Sydney pulled Alyssa onto her lap and smoothed her curls out...and said, “Ally, say hi to Mr. Daly.” She smiled a toothy smile and said, “Hi Mr. Daly.” Carson cracked up laughing and said, “She’s beautiful...How old is she?” Sydney smiled and said, “She’ll be 4 in a couple of months. On March 24th.”

Mark sat up and took notice that the child had his eyes and hair color...she lied to him...she hadn’t lost the baby...but he was so suddenly aware of what he’d lost in his life. To make things worse, she’d had his daughter...their daughter on his would be fitting all the shit he put her through...he knew he deserved it...Maybe someday he could tell her he was sorry...but he knew for the time being, sorry wouldn’t cut it.

About 5 minutes till the show was over Carson said, “You ready to sing?” Sydney smiled and said, “Of course...Enjoy.”

The beat of the song boomed the base of the speakers and the audience got up and were dancing and having a hell of a Sydney’s silky smooth voice went through the microphone and out the speakers...

Oooo, I can't wait to get next to you
Ohhh, I just can't leave you alone
Boy you got me doin' thangs that I would never do
And I can't stop the way I'm feelin' if I wanted to
I'm crazy bout the way that you could make me say your name
And if I couldn't have you I would probably go insane

’Cause only you can make me feel
And only you can take me there
And only you can me feel
And only you can take me there

Oooo, I can't wait to get next to you
Ohhh, I just can't leave you alone
Boy you stay inside my mind, ain't no denyin' that
And only you could do them things that got me comin' back
You gotta be the realest thing that I have ever felt
And I'll do what I gotta do to keep you to myself

’Cause only you can make me feel
And only you can take me there
And only you can me feel
And only you can take me there

Crazy...'bout the...way you...feel
I just...gotta...have
And I...wanna...let you...know
I won't...ever...let you...go

Only you can make me feel
And only you can take me there
And only you can me feel
And only you can take me there

Oooo, I can't wait to get next to you...
Ohhh, I just can't leave you alone...

As the show ended, it was close to 9 pm...Alyssa was fast asleep before they even got home...As Sydney was putting Alyssa down...she thought back to Mark...and how much she missed him at first...but was suddenly aware of how much she didn’t ‘Need’ him anymore.

The End.