Quiet
Chapter
1
“Deana…girl, you better be getting ready in that bathroom instead of
fooling around with your hair.” Jaden yelled at me through the bathroom door…I
opened the door and stuck my tongue out at her…and she gave me the
finger…Stephanie was sitting on the bed laughing at us…She said, “I’ve never
seen 3 best friends be more loving in all my life.” Obviously dripping with sarcasm. I squinted at Stephanie and made a face…She
couldn’t help but laugh again. Stephanie
said, “You do realize that you will have to talk sooner or later…”
In a quiet whisper I said, “I do talk.”
Stephanie said, “Yea…but not as much as you used to…or at a normal
tone like you did 3 years ago.” Jaden
said, “We just want you to come out of the shell…we realize it was you’re
parents fault…but you can’t punish yourself for something they did.” I shrugged my shoulders…
My name is Deana Miller. I’m
5’9” and 125 lbs… I have dirty honey blonde colored hair that goes down to
about 3 inches past my waist with bluish aqua colored eyes…I was recently hired
to WWE as their Public Relations lady, and also Assistant to the
wrestlers…Anything they ever would need they would come to me…
Jaden
is 5’9” and 120lbs. Long black hair with tints of bright red…and forest green
eyes…Stephanie was 5'4 around 120 lbs.. have medium length reddish blonde hair
and dark green eyes.
My best friends since Kindergarten Jaden and Stephanie lucked out
and graduated Miss. Jenny’s Massage Therapy with Oils class just in time…cause
they were also hired by WWE…The WWE’s other two massage therapists couldn’t
hack it with the guys, cause they would get a little rough around the edges…and
some were a little temperamental. The
girls had been interview by Vince McMahon the CEO of the WWE…and just by
talking with them for the 10 minutes…he learned real fast they are balls to the
wall kind of gals…they won’t take crap from any of the guys.
I walked out of the bathroom with my black leather pants, matching
steel toed boots, my Get the F out…WWE t-shirt, tied in front to sow off inch
and a half of bare mid-drift and navel ring…plus a black leather jacket with a
hood and an 8-ball on the back...then Jaden was in the same thing only in
bright red and it wasn’t an 8-ball on her jacket it was a skull with red eye sockets…Stephanie
was deep purple…with a wolfs head on her and it had purple eyes…we grabbed our
drivers license, cell phones and money and stuffed them in our back pockets…and
went out to the garage…after locking up the house…
Since the WWE tucks had been by earlier in the week to pick up our
suitcases…we just had to worry about catching up with the tour for the show
they were having tonight about 3 hours from our house…We lived in Houston,
Texas…so we decided to just bike it to the Austin Arena…it was only 3 hours…our
Ninja’s would get better gas mileage together then one car…and we loved to
ride…
So we pulled out Bikes out of the garage piled our tones of hair
under our helmets…and pushed the flaps down…jumped on started them up and away
we went…Our bikes matched the clothes we had on…of course so did our helmets…
We were on our way to Austin to see Raw, Vince and Linda invited us
to watch it…and then after the show come back and sign our contracts…then meet
everyone from the roster…(Obviously it wasn’t split into two programs).
When we were about an hour from the arena in Austin, we stopped for
gas, then jumped back on the freeway…we ended up passing these 3 Harley’s…the
guys on them were pretty damn fine…one bald headed guy, one blonde kind of like
a flat top…something they give you in the army…and one guy who had dark auburn
hair down to the middle of his back but in a nice tight clean braid…They all
had muscles shirts on…the guy with the long hair had tattoos covering both arms
from shoulders to wrists…the blonde had two tattoos on his outer shoulders…and
the bald didn’t have any tattoos…at least not that we could see…
They were so good looking…Jaden and Stephanie decided to mess with them
for a while…they would jet in between them…pass them…fall back and ride behind
them…They couldn’t tell we were girls…cause we had out hair up under our
helmets…they just probably figured we were some punk ass teens messing with
them…
I just shook my head at the terror twins…they just loved to cause
trouble…I kept to myself and stayed to the left of all of them…I had to watch
it though, cause every time Jaden or Stephanie would jet between them out from
between them, I got cut off…
I finally got tired of being cut off and hit the button on my
headset that was piped into their helmets and said, “Enough…you’re gonna make
me crash.” Jaden laughed and said, “The
dead comes alive!!” Stephanie was
laughing…They finally stopped and we took off…they kept up with us…but we lost
them in the streets of Austin…
We pulled up to the back of the arena and into the parking garage
and about 3 minutes later…the 3 Harley’s the girls were messing with pulled up
and parked back there the other vehicles were parking…
Mark, Glenn and Brock dismounted the Harley’s and as Jeff and Matt
Hardy walked up and Jeff said, “Do you guys know those are the new Kawasaki
Ninja’s…I mean those are the friggen ZX-12R…they only come in two colors lime
green and white…how the hell did they get, black, red and purple?” Brock said, “Don’t know but those little
shits were fucking with us on the highway…”
Glenn said, “We’re gonna go give those little bastards a talking to.”
Meanwhile, we stepped off the bikes…and pulled our helmets off…our
hair just trickled down our backs and hugged all our curves…the 5 gentlemen
standing by the Harley’s looked like they’d seen ghosts…I don’t think they were
quite expecting women to be on those bikes…Jaden looked over and said, “Good
ride?” I smiled and nodded…Stephanie
said, “Hell yea…it was supposed to take us 3 hours from Houston…but we made it
in just under 2½ hours…damn…we made it in good time.” I hung my helmet off the handle bar and took
my jacket off and laid it on the seat…and then walked around and popped the
side off…
Jaden
leaned over and said, “Timing still off?”
I nodded and pulled out a screwdriver…I twisted the screw about a 1/8 of
an inch and stood up and hit the button to start it again…and listened to it…I
squatted down and moved it just a hair more…and had Jaden rev it a little…and
then I shut it off and re-started it one more time…and it purred like a content
kitten…I popped the side plate back on and put the screw driver back under my
seat and locked up the wheels…grabbed the keys and followed Jaden and Stephanie
into the arena.
Once inside, we looked around a little and then Jaden stopped a
skinny blonde guy and said, “Excuse me, can you tell me where we might find
Vince and Linda McMahon?” The guys
smiled and said, “Sure…Come with me I’ll show you…my names Adam.” Jaden said, “She’s Stephanie, Deana…and I’m
Jaden.” Adam was cute…kind of long
blonde hair…We came to the office and Vince opened the door and let us in…He
said, “You must be my new girls.” Jaden
said, “Yes sir…Deana, Stephanie and I’m Jaden at your service…”
Vince looked at us and said, “Now which one is doing my public
relations?” I raised my hand and
smiled…I nudged Jaden with my elbow and she said, “Oh…um…Mr. McMahon…Deana doesn’t
do much talking…and what she does do, it’s barely a whisper…she’s been like
that for 3 years now…but she still does an awesome job…if anyone is really hell
bent on speaking with her she usually writes things down…she won’t speak to
anyone but us…she’s shy…but not very much…she’s had some traumatic stuff happen
in her life…and it has just left her with not wanting to talk…”
Vince said, “That’s fine…I’ll inform the guys…Deana I need you to go
out a pick up a laptop…the company is paying for it…do down the street to
Circuit City and tell them or have Jaden tell them what you want and they will
accommodate you in anyway they can.” I
nodded. Vince said, “Also anything that
you girls need for the therapy room just let me know and I’ll get it for you as
fast as possible..” Stephanie, Jaden and
I signed our contracts…
Vince said, “And don’t call me sir…and don’t call me Mr. Just stick
with Vince…None of us are really on a formal level here…There are a few of the
guys who like to try and get cocky with new girls…but just tell them to piss
off…they’ll leave you alone…Please feel free to go looking around the
arena…we’ll be here for a week…and then we fly out to Michigan Saturday
morning…If you’re going to leave for food or check in the hotel…Raw starts at 7…other
then that have fun.”
We walked out and went around the arena a little…when we went back
out to the bikes I could hear someone having problems starting another bike…I
looked back by the cars and it was the 3 guys we passed earlier on the freeway,
the one with all the tattoos was raising hell and cussing at his Harley…I
tapped Jaden and pointed…she looked over and said, “Oh shit!” I could hear the guy was having some troubles
with the alternator so I grabbed my screw driver and wrench…I started walking
over and Stephanie said, “Deana…where do you think you’re going…he will
pulverize you…” I gave her a look and
continued over. Jaden grabbed
Stephanie’s hand and said, “C’mon, we better go with cause I don’t want them
hurting her when she doesn’t say a word back.”
They followed me over and the tattooed guy had his back to me…and I
tapped his shoulder and he turned around and looked really pissed…he said,
“What the hell do you want girl?” Jaden
said, “She wants to fix your bike…” He
laughed and said, “Get this…that little girl wants to fix my bike…like I don’t
know anything about them.” Jaden said,
“Look…just let her…she knows what she’s doing.”
The behemoth stepped aside and said, “Be my guest.”
I smiled and knelt down next to in…I stared at it for 1 minute and
noticed the nut had come loose…I grabbed my wrench and slowly slid it between
the pipes…careful not to scratch the chrome…I tightened it and stood up…I
leaned over the seat and turned the key and then gave it just enough throttle
to turn over the engine and it roared alive…Stephanie said, “And another soul
has been saved!” Jaden said,
“Halleluiah…You saved another one doc.”
I nodded and smiled…
I tapped my watch and Jaden said, “Okay…let’s get going.” I started walking back to my bike and Jaden
said, “Glad to be of service boys…by the way she’s Stephanie and I’m
Jaden…we’re the new massage therapists…so well be seeing you around.” The tattooed man said, “This is Glenn Jacobs,
Brock Lesner and I’m Mark Callaway…who is the quiet one?” Stephanie said, “That’s Deana…she doesn’t do
much talking and usually not to strangers…”
Mark said, “Hey Deana.” I turned
around and he said, “Thanks.” I smiled
and gave him a double thumbs up…and then continued to my bike…Stephanie said,
“We have to get going…she has to go pick up her laptop…well see you guys
tonight.” Brock looked up and down
Stephanie and said, “You can bet on it…”
Stephanie smirked and they walked away…The guys watched us leave.
Later that night, the girls were off running around the arena and I
was automatically starting work…We were all equipped with Nextel flip phones
that had the 2 way radio on it…so we could talk to who ever without actually
calling them…I was sitting in a medium sized office and was working on the
laptop making sure all the new promotions were being delivered to the TV and
radio stations…
After about 2 hours I decided to take a little break, and find out
what the Terror Twins were up too…I walked down the hall and someone made a
noise and I only looked away for a second, but apparently it was one second too
long because I ran right into a wall…or at least I thought it was a wall…I
landed right on my ass…and when I saw two big black boots staring back at me…my
head popped up and it was the tattooed guy…I think Jaden said his name was
Mark…I looked scary to me though…
He had on black jeans, boots, a black muscle shirt on underneath a
sleeveless levi shirt with 4 buttons unbuttons from the top…black bandana, his
hair unbraided but in a low ponytail, and a long black leather trench coat…he
looked hot…
He took his sunglasses off and said, “Oh shit, Darlin’…I’m
sorry.” I just stayed on the floor…and
stared at him…he was really huge…I don’t know why I hadn’t noticed it
before…but I didn’t. He squatted down
and said, “I know you don’t talk much…you okay?” I nodded.
He said, “I didn’t get a chance to introduce myself earlier…I’m Mark
Callaway…I guess I look pretty scary in this get up huh?” I smiled and stifled a laugh and nodded.
He said, “Well…I mean no harm…I promise…c’mon let me help you
up.” Mark held out his hand and I slowly
put my tiny hand in his huge hand…his fingers wrapped around my hand and as he
stood up he pulled me up to my feet. He
looked down at me and said, “It’s a shame you don’t talk a lot…someone as
beautiful as you…you probably have a voice that men would die to hear speak to
them.” I smiled and blushed furiously…
I looked down and Mark put his hand under my chin, and pulled my face
up until he could see my eyes and said, “Don’t go getting all shy honey…it was
just a compliment.” He looked at me a
few more minutes…and started to walk away and said, “One of these days, you’re
going to have to tell me what made you stop talking…cause that’s just
intriguing.” I beckoned him to leaned
down and I whispered in his ear, “I still talk…but to very few people.”
Mark straightened up and said, “Hell…I think you should talk more
darlin’…I won’t keep ya…I got a match and you looked like you was headed
somewhere…but I will have you tell me why you don’t talk often someday.” I smiled in just barely a whisper said,
“Someday…Good luck on your match.” Mark
smiled and said, “I don’t need it…I just had an angel talking to me…that’s all
the luck I need.” I blushed again and
walked away…
Mark could tell there was something about this girl…she was the
sweetest thing since sugar was invented…and just thinking about how sweet she
was gave him a tooth ache…but the fact that she was so quiet is what really had
him thinking…After his match he noticed she was back in her office so he went
in search of her voices…Jaden and Stephanie…He found them working their magical
fingers on Brock and Glenn…nothing new there…those two were both suckers for a
good massage…and usually stopped at nothing to get one…
Mark walked in and said, “I’d like to speak with you two
ladies.” Jaden said, “C’mon in
Deadman…talk all you want.” Mark laughed
and sat down…he said, “I wanna know more about your quiet friend.” Stephanie said, “Oh…what’s to know about
Deana?” Mark said, “Why is she so
quiet?” Jaden said, “Well…we really
can’t tell you that…she has her reasons…”
Stephanie said, “And they are all good ones…the trick is to get her to
talk to you about them.”
Just then the door opened and a big guy with a tattoo of Texas on
the calf of his leg walked in and said, “So you are the new Massage therapists
huh?” Mark said, “Hey man, when the hell
did you get back?” he said, “Today…guess
I have a match tonight too…they work friggen fast.”
Mark said, “Oh sorry ladies…Jaden and Stephanie this is Steve
Williams…Y’all should know him as Stone Cold Steve Austin.” Jaden said, “We’d shake your hand but we’ve
got oil all over…” Steve smiled and said,
“That’s fine…it’s nice to meet you ladies…Hey has anyone checked out the new PR
girl…she’s cute.”
Jaden and Stephanie started laughing…Stephanie said, “Yea, that’s
Deana…she’s our best friend…” Steve
said, “I wish she was my friend…” Mark
said, “Excuse me…you’re married.” Steve
said, “This is the only time in my life I wish I wasn’t…well…unless it was to
her.” Mark laughed and shook his head at
Steve…
Mark said, “Dude get your head out of the gutter she’s a sweet
little girl.” Steve said, “Oh yea…like
you don’t have some obscene thoughts in your head when you look at her…get real
Deadman…you can fool some of the people…but not me…I know you too well…”
Mark said, “You smart ass.”
Steve said, “She’s awful quiet too…you’d probably scare her…” Mark said, “These two lovelies insist she’s
got some deep seated past as to why she’s so quiet.” Jaden said, “Believe me…if she ever tells
you…you’d either turn completely white or completely red…”
Stephanie said, “White cause the thought makes you physically ill…or
red cause it just pisses you off to no end.”
Jaden said, “Yea…I was a whitey…Stephanie was a red…” Mark said, “So you both know?” Jaden said, “Please…we’ve been friends with
the girl since we were in Kindergarten…of course we know.”
Steve said, “So how long has she been the silent one of your
group?” Stephanie said, “3 years…since
she was 17…” Mark said, “But I thought
she was 21?” Jaden said, “Her birthday
was a month after it happened.” Steve
said, “This is a horrifying thought but was she raped?” Jaden said, “Nope…much worse then that.” Stephanie looked at Jaden and said, “Much,
Much worse then that…it was pretty traumatic for her…” Jaden said, “Which is understandable why
though…”
Mark said, “I can’t think of anything so horrifying to happen to a
woman that would make her give up her beautiful voice…and she does have a
beautiful voice…”
Stephanie said, “She talked to you?”
Mark nodded and said, “Well…I sort of knocked her down…not on
purpose…she ran into my chest and fell on her ass…I helped her up and talked to
her a few minutes…got a couple of smiles out of her…and then in something just
below a whisper she wished me good luck on my match tonight.”
Jaden said, “Good god…run with it…if she talks to you…she trusts…and
if she trusts you she’ll open up more.”
Stephanie said, “Please…for the last 6 months we have been slowly…very
slowly trying to pull her out of the shell…if you ever hear her laugh…you’ll
never forget it…it’s so intoxicating.”
Taking what the girls said…Mark walked down to Deana’s office and
knocked on the open door…
I was pulled out of my thoughts of the giant man who talked to me,
but someone knocking on my office door…I looked up and saw it was Mark and
smiled. I beckoned him to come in the office…Mark
walked in and sat in the chair across from my desk and said, “Hey darlin’…you
hungry?” I whispered, “Little.” He said, “How about we got back to the hotel
and have some dinner in the restaurant?
Would you like that?” I smiled
and nodded.
I got up and saved where I was at the laptop and placed it in my
back pack…grabbed my cell, jacket, and pack and we walked down to the massage
therapy room…I walked over and whispered to Jaden and Stephanie, “I’m going
back to the hotel with Mark…I’ll take my bike…we’re going to get some
dinner.” Jaden said, “Okay hon…just be
careful Austin is crazy at night...” I
nodded and left…when we got to the parking garage, I unlocked my wheels and put
my jacket and helmet on…Mark said, “Just ride next to me…I don’t want you
getting lost…” I nodded…I pulled my
backpack on and jumped on my bike and turned it on…
We rode side by side back to the hotel and I don’t know if he
noticed or not…but I’d look at him out the corner of my eyes and was just
mesmerized by how big he was…he was gigantic compared to me…well I know he
couldn’t see my face cause of my helmet…but still…We had a lovely dinner…infact
we had dinner together pretty much every night…for the next 4 weeks…Mark got me
talking…not at my normal volume…but at least I was talking…I still did most of
my talking in a low whisper. But I was
enjoying getting to know Mark…it was great having someone to talk to…
One night we were sitting in his hotel room and were watching a movie…I
actually fell asleep with my head on Mark’s chest…unbeknownst to me…I hadn’t
realized I did that…what was even funnier is that Mark had fallen a sleep with
his arm around me…and had his cheek against the top of my head…
I woke up with a startle and a bad dream…and let out a yelp…Mark
jumped up and said, “Deana…you okay?” He could tell I was physically shaken…and
could see my lips trembling…I had backed myself into the corner of the couch
and had my knees up in my chest…Mark held out his hand and said, “C’mon
darlin’…you know I won’t hurt ya.” I
swallowed hard and took his hand…he pulled to my feet off the couch and into
his arms and could feel my whole body shaking…he was rubbing my back trying to
calm me down…
When my trembling subsided…Mark grabbed my shoulders and pushed me
back to look at me…Mark said, “You okay?”
I nodded…Mark said, “You wanna talk about it?” I took a deep breath and in a regular tone of
voice said, “Yea.” Mark was surprised to
hear my voice instead of the whisper…Mark sat down and I sat next to him.
I said, “You said at one time you wanted to know why I don’t talk
above a whisper…or not talk at all…I was 17…and just out of high school…I was
engaged to my high school sweetheart...we’d been dating since Jr. High…and it
was a month before my 18th birthday…My parents were pretty
strict…and we’re huge on quoting bible scriptures and
verses…constantly…anyways…I found out I was pregnant and when my parents found
out I got pregnant before I was married…they had a fit…called me everything
from a tramp to a whore and a sinner…and spewed the bible at me…I was about to
leave the house, when my father grabbed me by the arm and forced me into the
backseat of the car…him and my mother drove me downtown to some dirty hole in
the wall clinic…and paid the doctor 5,000 dollars to give me an abortion…They
both physically held me down on the table and made the doctor do it…I was
screaming and crying…it hurt so much…and I had never felt pain like that
before…It was harsh and cruel…”
I whipped away my tears that were sliding down my cheeks…I took
another deep breath and continued, “For a few days, I tried to play off the
pain, but one day my parents were out of town…the phone rang and I got up to
answer it…I felt this burst or rush of fluid…I looked down and there was a pool
of blood by my feet…I picked up the phone and passed out…my grandmother was on
the phone but knew something was wrong…she came over and found me laying in the
blood…she called an ambulance and got me to the hospital…I had an infection in
my blood…I was in the hospital for a month…I almost died…3 transfusions later,
I was healed and released, but now for the next 10 years…I have to have a
transfusion for 3 days every 2 years…The guy used dirty instruments and nicked
my inner wall causing the infection.”
Mark didn’t honestly know what to say…he was speechless…He pulled me
over and I buried my face in his chest and just cried…Mark rubbed my back and
kissed my head, just comforting me…
After telling Mark the whole story and crying her eyes out…Deana had
fallen asleep on him again…though he wasn’t in too big of a hurry to get rid of
her…he picked her up and carried her back down to her room…He didn’t want to
get attached to her…after the things he’d heard Deana talk about…and in her
normal voice…she didn’t whisper once…It pained him to have to watch her relive
it as she told him the whole story…damn it…no wonder the poor thing didn’t want
to talk half the time…he wondered where her fiancé was during the abortion…why
hadn’t he done something to stop them…he would have to ask her about it the
next day…
How could parents be so cruel to their own child…physically forcing
her…holding her down while some whacked out doctor cut into their only daughter
and hack out her unborn child…and giving her a blood disease none the
less…she’ll have to remember that every 2 years when she goes for her
transfusions…would she be able to have children after an ordeal like that…he
wanted to strangle her parents…both of them…tie them up in a tree and just
leave them for dead…any horrifying act of murder went through his mind at the
thought of what her own parents did to her…his blood was boiling…
Wait a damn minute…don’t go starting to feel something for this
girl…you’ll take away from that bad attitude reputation you’ve gotten yourself
into since your two divorces…you moron…she could be lying about the whole
thing…she could have her friends swindled into this horrible lie about her
parents…shit…her parents were probably Betty and Ed from friggen Oklahoma,
working on some farm trying to make ends meet with their crops of corn and
pastures for stinkin’ dairy cows…they probably raised her as well as they could
and she had just become some wild rebel slutty teenage tramp who when she got
pregnant from the village idiot, because she didn’t use a condom…she probably
made the doctor give her the abortion…shit she was never engaged…she was a
whore…plain and simple…
All these thoughts kept running through Mark’s mind…while he sat in
the moonlit hotel room staring out the open sliding glass door to the balcony,
drinking his JD and coke…Mark leaned over and grabbed his cell phone and dialed
a number he knew all too well…
The phone on the other end rang a few times before a groggy voice
answered, “Lonnie Toggles Private Investigator…Lonnie speaking…please let there
be somebody dead.” Mark grinned he knew
Lonnie wasn’t big on being woken from his sleep…especially at 3 am. He finally said, “Lonnie…Hey man it’s me
Mark…” Lonnie said, “Mark…dude what the
hell…you don’t know how to call people when they are awake?” Mark said, “Quit your bitching…I got a job
for you.”
Lonnie said, “Gimmie a minute…you tattooed freak.” Mark laughed…He had known Lonnie for the
longest time…he’d hired Lonnie twice to find out about his now ex-wives…and if
they’d been cheating on him. 1st
wife Julia…cheating after 10 years together…2nd wife Sara…week after
their wedding…he knew if anyone could find out the real story on Deana…Lonnie
could…
Mark could hear Lonnie moving around probably trying to find
something to write with…Lonnie picked the phone back up and said, “Okay
freak…go for it.” Mark had to laugh
again and said, “Okay…her name is Deana Miller, 21…she’ll be 22 in like a month
or so…she’s born and raised in a tiny town just outside of Houston, Texas, I
think it’s Laredo…or Mason…she has two roommates Stephanie and Jaden…I want to
know everything about her…right down to dead family pets…”
Lonnie laughed and said, “Damn…what did she do? Make off with your money or something.” Mark said, “Not quite that extreme…she just
recently became the New PR for the WWE…and Vince wanted me to find out
everything on her we can.” (Yea…big lie.)
Lonnie said, “So do I send the info to you or Vince?” Mark said, “Me…he wants me to look into first
and then let him know if we’ve got anything to worry about with her.”
Lonnie said, “You guys think she’s some kind of embezzler?” Mark said, “Don’t know yet…we just want to be
fully prepared…there’s something about her…just strange and mysterious all
wrapped up into one neat little package…what ever she’s hiding…it’s
dirty.” Lonnie said, “Okay…I’ll get
started first thing in the morning…you know…after I finish sleeping.” They said their goodbyes and Mark went to
bed.
Within a week, Mark started getting huge manila envelopes just full
of my information…including copies of my birth certificate, high school and
college diplomas…medical, dental, eye records…any speeding tickets…information
on jobs I’d had my whole life…phone numbers of every friend, every teacher,
every boyfriend, everything…my whole life wrapped in Manila envelopes…he even
got copies of every single e-mail I sent out since I started using the internet
9 years ago, phone record and phone bills…car payment run downs…old hospital
bills…everything…
Every time Mark would receive a new envelope…he’d ask Deana a
question about it…in a shady way that had her thinking he wanted to really know
about her…but he was just double checking her story with the one she told
him…he was just waiting for her to lie…and just pounce on her and call her
bluff…
After Mark’s question and answer sessions…I thought I could feel
myself becoming more attracted to him…we spent loads of time together…on and
off the road…I don’t know if it was a friendship or a really quiet dating thing
we were doing…we didn’t do any kissing…but Mark would hold me…sometimes I ended
up falling asleep with him on the hotel couches when we would watch our movies…
Steve and I had become pretty good friends…though I still didn’t do
as much talking around him…I just wasn’t sure…but there was something about him
that I didn’t feel like I could trust, just yet. I trusted him as far as every once in a while
me and him would share a hotel room for the company…and we usually ended up
falling asleep on his bed while watching a movie or the news…what ever was on
the TV at the time.
There was something funny about Mark…it seemed that every time I got
closer to him…he’d pull away…like he didn’t want to get too close…and I
couldn’t stand that…Steve had told me what had gone on with his 2 ex-wives…and
I felt bad for him…he just didn’t want to get too close to someone…but he was
always acting funny too…always asking me questions…I never could figure out
what that was all about…It’s like he wanted to know everything about me…but
yet…he didn’t want to get attached at the same time…like he was just waiting
for me to let him down.
Anyways, after a couple of months of Mark just waiting for the
perfect piece of information…it finally came…
Lonnie called Mark and said, “Dude…this girl Deana is loaded…why the
hell is she working for that company?”
Mark said, “Oh really what did you find?” Lonnie said, “She’s got some off shore
account in Hawaii…the name on the account is Abigail Miller Account number
4459-7894-0124-4873…but get this…the social security number on it…is the same
as Deana’s…either she’s hiding the money for a reason…or she’s got some wealthy
sugar daddy hidden in Hawaii…”
Mark said, “It makes perfect sense now…last month she went to Hawaii
for 2 weeks for no reason…at least she didn’t give anyone a reason…Can you tell
if the money was given to her or embezzled?”
Lonnie said, “I already tried…there’s no way of telling…the only one who
could tell you is Deana Miller…if that’s her real name…” Mark said, “How much?” Lonnie said, “Dude…more then you and I make
in a year…25.9 million dollars.” Mark
was astonished…shocked…bewildered.
Mark said, “Thanks for everything Lonnie…I’ll have to let you know
what the outcome is…You’ll be getting the money transfer into your account like
always.” Lonnie said, “Hey…no problem
freak…I’m always here when ya need me.”
They hung up…and Mark started reading through the information…Lonnie had
e-mailed all me bank account information to Mark…Mark was scrolling through all
of it on his laptop when the hotel phone rang.
Mark leaned over and said, “Yea.”
I said, “You up for some Dinner…Me, Jaden, Stephanie, Brock, Glenn,
Steve and a few others are going?” Mark
looked at his watch and said, “Sure gimmie 10 minutes to get cleaned up…” I said, “Okay…I’ll swing by and grab ya on
the way out.” Mark said, “Fine…I’ll
leave the door unlocked.”
We hung up and Mark jumped up and changed into some normal clothes since
he’d spent the entire day in sweats and nothing else…then went in and was
shaving around his go-tee and trying to tame his mane…pulling it back into a
low pony tail…brushing his teeth…all the little necessities…
10 minutes later, I knocked on Marks door and when he didn’t answer
I turned the knob…sure enough he remembered to leave the door unlocked…The one
thing he forgot to do was clean the table off…his laptop was open and still
connected to the internet all the information was still on the screen…not to
mention folders upon folders with my name all over them and manila envelopes
they were half in, half out…school pictures of me growing up…a big yellow
tablet, Mark had been writing on…and sitting on the keyboard of the laptop was
a business card that said ‘Lonnie Toggles Private Investigator’…
The longer I stood by the table…and the more I saw my whole life
just laid out on it…the more pissed off I became…I sat down and was reading
through my files…things teachers, friends and doctors had said about me…all of
it was good…nothing but positive comments…I couldn’t figure out why someone
would want to know everything about me…and why Mark was snooping into my life…I
was so pissed I couldn’t see straight…
Mark walked out of the bath room into the bed room and was finishing
getting dressed and said, “Deana you here?”
I said, “Yea…I’m here…” Mark didn’t quite know but something about the
way she said ‘I’m here’ was eerie…it was kind of haunting…he walked out into
the sitting area and looked over and when his eyes found me sitting at the
table reading my files…I looked up…
Mark could see her eyes burning a hole right through him, he could
feel it too…he didn’t know what to do…in a way it made him physically sick
because she found out he’d been doing some checking up on her…or be mad because
she’s been hiding things from him…
Mark said, “We need to talk.”
I closed the folder and stood up…I could always hold my ground better in
a standing position…and I said, “Why? It
seems from all your paper work here…you know everything about me that you need
to know.”
I never moved…Mark walked a little closer and started to say
something but I put my hand up and cut him off and said, “Why Mark…Why…Why did
you do this? This was the reason you
decided to play 20 questions with me…isn’t it?
You hired some Private Investigator to snoop into my life…Every time you
got a manila envelope at the arenas and hotels it was something on me…you’d
play 20 questions and would check too see if the story matched up with the
information you got…Why did you do it?”
Mark sighed heavy and decided to just go forwards, he took a deep
breath and said, “Things just weren’t adding up…nothing made sense to me…I
don’t know any parents who treated their child the way yours treated you…I
wanted to know the truth…I wanted the real story..”
I said, “The real story huh?…What that my parents were pillars in
the community…my father the Reverend Michael Miller and his lovely perfect
angel wife Alicia Miller…Their only adorable daughter Deana…who got engaged to
her high school sweetheart at the age of 17…pregnant and forced to have an
abortion a month before her 18th birthday…nearly died 2 days after
her 18th birthday…then after a month in the hospital…watched her
fiancé blow his head off with a shot gun…because he couldn’t handle the fact
that he couldn’t stop her parents from being the secret monsters no body knew
about…that real story? Is that real
enough for you?”
Mark said, “No…I…” I cut him
off again and said, “You just couldn’t except anything I told you huh? Thought I was lying to you the whole fucking
time? So you just decided to snoop
around in my life and see what other people knew about me…I can’t believe you
did this…I trusted you…I told you things I hadn’t told a soul…I came out of my
shell and started talking again…something Stephanie and Jaden hadn’t been able
to do in 3 years…well 4 years now…and you snuck around behind my back just
gathering your information…making your own assumptions…so what is the real
reason you started looking into my life Via the PI? There has to be a real reason…”
Mark said, “I thought with you handling all the PR stuff…no one had
heard of you…I wanted to know everything about you…like where’d you get the
money? Sugar Daddy? Embezzlement? Where?” I said, “Try a dead grandmother…my
grandmother knew how to trade, buy and sell stocks…she was married to a
stockbroker for 65 years…my grandparents knew everything there was to know
about the stock market…when she died…I flew to Hawaii for her funeral…she left
it to me in her will…I kept the money in that account over there I figure if no
one knows I have it…then no one will try to steal what I have…After everything
that happened between me and my parents…I lived with my grandmother here in
Austin…until I moved out with Stephanie and Jaden…and then she moved to
Hawaii…she decided that the last 3 years of her life were going to be spent
lounging on the beach sipping margaritas, and letting the cancer eat away at
her body…”
Mark said, “Deana…I’m sorry.”
I laughed at him and said, “You’re sorry…sorry?” I picked up a hand full of the envelopes and
threw them across the room…the papers went flying all over…and I said,
“Sorry…you better keep every piece of paper you see in this room...everything
you have on me…keep it…because that is as close to me as you’ll ever be
again.” I had tears sliding down my
cheeks…and I whipped then away…and left…I went back to my room, grabbed my
jacket and backpack…and went down stairs…pushed through the group in the lobby
waiting for me and Mark to come eat dinner with them…I ran out jumped on my
bike, threw my helmet on and left…tires squealing and smoking…
Jaden and Stephanie ran out the front doors but weren’t in time…they
watched me speed away…They couldn’t imagine what had me so upset…and why I just
left without a word.
I just kept riding and riding…I could feel my cell phone vibrating
against my hip in the pocket of my levis…I knew it was either Stephanie or Jaden
trying to get a hold of me…I just didn’t feel like talking to anybody…within an
hour I was already in the next town…I stopped for gas and checked my
messages…it was just B and Jaden asking why I left without a word…and B
threatening to kick my ass if I didn’t call her immediately and let her know I
was okay…
The truth was, I wasn’t okay…I just wanted to get out of the state
as fast as I possibly could…And that’s exactly what I was going to do…I
finished filling up my bike and paid the gas attendant and took off again…
Meanwhile, back at the hotel…Mark walked down to the lobby and said,
“Jaden, have you see Deana…I really need to talk with her…I did something
pretty horrible and I wanted to talk.”
Jaden walked up with Stephanie and they stood there with their hands on
their hips and Stephanie said, “What the fuck did you do?” Jaden said, “We’d like to tell you where she
is…but she left…she was pretty God damn upset and we don’t know why…what the
hell did you do Mark?” Mark said, “Don’t
worry about it…it’s between me and Deana.”
Stephanie said, “Think again asshole…she’s our best friend…practically
our sister…and you just fucked with her…and now you’re gonna have to put up
with us…we don’t take fucking with our sister as lightly as anyone else.”
Mark was about to brush them off when Jaden hauled off and kicked
him right in the balls…she wasn’t screwing around with it…They might have been
short…but you never wanted to see either of them pissed off…Mark hit his knees
gasping for air…Stephanie stood there tapping her foot and said, “Now you wanna
talk asshole?”
Mark grunted and growled at the both of them…he finally caught his
breath and stood up and leaned over glaring at the 2 girls…They saw the fire
burning in his emerald eyes and he said, “I don’t have a habit of hitting
women…but if you ever kick me in the balls again…you will understand how much
pain is involved in that…and I ain’t joking.
It’s none of your business…stay out of it…Deana’s a big girl…I’m pretty
sure she can take care of herself.” Mark
turned around and walked away…he went back up to his room…
Jaden and Stephanie both looked at each other and knew they fucked
up…they should have known better then to piss Mark off…he was right he had
never hit a woman in his life…not even in the ring…unless it was scripted…and
even then when it was over and he was off camera he would apologize profusely…
Stephanie turned to Jaden and said, “Well…I hope you’re happy…the
biggest guy in the whole damn company is mad at us now.” Jaden said, “Why is it my fault? You are as much to blame for this as I
am.” Stephanie said, “I didn’t kick him
in the balls…you did…genius…” Jaden
said, “You called him asshole…”
Stephanie said, “Some how I don’t think calling him an asshole hurt
nearly as bad as what you did to his boys.”
Jaden said, “I swear…Sometimes you never warn me before we do
anything…then when I have enough balls to do it…I always get blamed.” Stephanie said, “Oh pipe down…we might want
to worry about something a little more important then you always taking the
blame for everything…” Jaden put her
hands on her hips defiantly…and said, “Oh yea...like what?”
Stephanie said, “Does the name Deana ring a bell…you airhead.” Jaden said, “Bitch.” Stephanie said, “Hoe bag.” “Slut.”
“Tramp.” “Skank” “Cock sucker.” “Asshole licker.” “Uncle Fucker.”
Steve, Brock and Glenn were sitting in the lobby watching the scene
as it unfolded between the two girls…They couldn’t help but laugh their asses
off…only two best friends could go through ever name in the name calling book
and not throw a punch…they were just blowing off steam at each other…which was
a good thing…cause if they would have done it towards Mark…they knew Mark
wouldn’t have had enough resolve to not get up and drop kick them across the
lobby and watch as their asses skipped across the tile floor to the check in
desk.
Mark usually only showed how bad his temper could get if he was
truly pissed off and for good reason…a short woman who’s almost 2 feet short
then him kicking him in the balls…would surely piss him off enough that he’d
get up and wanna smack her into next week…Steve was quite surprised Mark just
turned and walked away…but he didn’t miss the threatening tone in his voice as
he warned both of them to never do it again or else feel his temper at it’s
normal wrath level.
As the 3 men finished watching the cat fight screaming, name calling
show…Brock stood up and grabbed Jaden’s hand and dragged her behind him out to
the limo, and Glenn threw Stephanie over his shoulder and carried her out to
the limo also…after throwing the ladies…and I use that term loosely…into the
back of the limo…the foursome left for dinner…
Steve chuckled and walked over to the elevators and went to Mark’s
room but not before stopping at the ice machine for a bucket of ice…he knew
Mark had to be hurting…Jaden had steel toed boots on…and she had kicked him as
hard as her little leg would let her…Steve knocked on the door and leaned
against the doorway…Mark had pulled his braid out and just had his bandana
keeping his hair out of his face…Mark opened the door and saw Steve standing
there…
Steve smiled and held up the bucket and said, “I bring medical
treatment for the boys…” Mark laughed
and said, “Smart ass…get in here…and gimmie that damn ice.” Steve laughed and walked in handing the
bucket to Mark…Steve looked around and saw all the papers on the floor and
said, “So you really went through with it…you called Lonnie and had him check
into Deana huh…” Mark was over putting
the ice into a ziploc bag and said, “Yea…it was the stupidest thing I’ve ever
done in my life…Want something to drink?”
Steve sat in the chair and said, “Yea…wash your hands first…” They looked at each other and started
laughing…
Mark walked over with two beers and a ziploc bag of ice…He handed a
beer to Steve and then sat down on the couch…Mark unbuttoned and unzipped his
jeans and slowly slide the ziploc bag of ice down his jeans to the pit of his
crotch…and let out a sigh of relief…Steve couldn’t help but laugh his ass off…Mark
said, “Damn…for as little as she is, she’s got a powerful bang in that kick of
her…” Steve said, “You obviously weren’t
paying close attention…she had steel toed boots on man…” Mark looked up at the ceiling and said, “Son
of a bitch…no wonder it hurt so much…I didn’t think tenny shoes could hurt that
much…then I just figured she kicked pretty hard…steel toes…damn.”
Steve said, “I’ve never seen a girl kick you that hard before
man…I’ve never seen a girl who had big enough balls to kick you at all…” Mark said, “Could we keep balls out of the
conversation man…if the swelling in mine don’t go down…we’re both gonna be in a
world of hurt.” Steve laughed and said,
“Why’s that?” Mark said, “Cause I’ll
have to go to the doctor…and I’ll make you come with me.” Steve said, “Hey…you’re one of my best friend
and as close to a brother as I’ll ever have…but I’m not going with you to see a
doctor about your testicles man…they are yours…if it were mine…it would be a
different story…but their not.” Mark
laughed and said, “Pussy.” Steve said,
“Look whose talking…can’t even take a kick from a little girl.” Mark said, “If my balls didn’t feel like they
were on fire right now…I’d get up and kick your ass for that.” They both laughed…
The next morning around 10…I found the hotel in the next city we
were going to be at and checked into my room early…I know Jaden and Stephanie
would get my things out of the room and bring them to me…I had been riding all
night long and was dead tired…I went in and took a shower…since I didn’t have
anything to wear I just used the hotel robe and fell asleep across the bed…
I woke up around 4pm…I didn’t realize I was that tired…I looked over
and there was a dozen red roses sitting on my night stand…I jumped up and
looked around the room…there was a dozen red roses in every room in the hotel…I
couldn’t imagine what the hell was going on…I went back in and sat down on the
bed and then I noticed the card sitting on the night stand. I opened the envelope and pulled out the
card…It said:
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Deana,
I’m sorry about everything…I don’t know why I did it…I guess you
could say I was being nosey, or I wanted to know everything about you…but when
you get right down to it…I have trust issues…I had two wives…and now they are
both ex-wives because they both cheated on me…
My first wife cheated on me after 10 years of marriage…and I never
knew anything was wrong…and my second wife didn’t even wait for 10 years…she
barely waited 7 days after we were married…so trusting people and especially
women…and cute ones who do things to my heart, mind, body and soul…it’s hard to
trust any of them…Hell I don’t even have faith in myself…I’ve always been
faithful…but I guess when it comes to being in love…I tend to fall fast and
hard…and then ask questions later…usually after I’ve been hurt…
I know I hurt you…and I’m sorry I never meant too…I realize now that
hiring the PI was the stupidest thing I could of done…I was just so used to
being lied to…I guess I figured you was too…obviously I realize I was wrong
about you…You are the sweetest girl I’ve ever met…and I fell for you the day I
knocked you on your ass…even with as quiet as you was…
Your eyes and smile woke something up in me that I hadn’t felt in a
while…and I was enjoying it…and when you spoke to me that night and told me
good luck…my heart just swelled…especially after Jaden and Stephanie said you
didn’t talk to no one and if you talked to me that it meant you trusted me and
that I should run with it…well I did…I just let my brain get in the way…I hope
you can forgive me for the things I’ve done…and I hope you let me make it up to
you…
Mark
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I couldn’t help but not be mad at Mark…after reading the note and
smelling the roses…I knew he never meant me any harm…I understood everything…I
was about to move when a deep southern voice behind me said, “You sleep
heavy…You didn’t wake up when I came in here earlier.” I said, “No I sleep heavy when I’m
tired.” Mark walked over and stood in
front of me…hands on his hips…I stood up and Mark took my hands and said, “I’m
sorry, Deana…I never meant to hurt you.”
I wrapped my arms around his waist and Mark hugged me back and kissed
the top of my head.
After a year and a half Mark and I got married…shocked the hell out of
everyone…No one thought Mark would ever get married again…but he proved them
all wrong…It shocked the hell out of everyone when Brock and Jaden along with
Glenn and Stephanie got married…scary…after we were married for a year…I found
out I was pregnant…He’d been helping out a new guy in the ring as of late…a guy
by the name of Nathan Jones…
I knew Mark was probably going to be in the ring with Nathan when I
got to the arena…I walked down to the ring…and walked up the steps and Mark sat
on the second rope and grabbed my hand to help me in…I stood next to him and he
leaned down and kissed my lips softly.
Nathan walked over and said, “Hey Mark…who’s the shorty?” I giggled and Mark laughed and said,
“Nathan…this is my wife, Deana…Deana this is the new guy Nathan.” I shook his hand and said, “Nice to meet
you.” He said, “Eh…you too…” Mark had his arm around my waist and said,
“So what kind of trouble are you trying to get yourself into, coming down to
this ring? You know I’m working.” I said, “I know…I just figured Nathan could
use a break and I need to speak to you really fast about
something…Please…” Mark said, “A
break…get real…guys don’t get breaks when they are training with me.” I stuck my bottom lip out and pouted and
said, “Please…Pretty please..”
Mark said, “Oh…don’t do that…you know I can’t resist you when you do
the puppy dog thing…oh stop it…okay fine, you win…Nathan…15 minute break.” Nathan smiled and said, “Cheer’s Deana.” I smiled and winked at him…I said, “Anytime
Honey…I know how relentless Mark can be in the ring…I feel for ya buddy.” Mark pick me up with one arm and said, “I
smell a rat here…a short 5’10”, brunette rat.”
I laughed and said, “What? He
looked tired…and you know you’re relentless…so don’t give me that crap.” Mark put me down outside the ropes and got
out and then helped me off the apron…Mark said, “I’m just a sucker for those
eyes is all…C’mon let’s go have your talk.”
I said, “It’s our talk babe…”
Mark said, “How can it be our talk if you’re the one whose going to be
talking?” I said, “Cause see its called
communication…I speak then you speak and I speak, then you speak…see our
talk.” Mark said, “Smart ass.” I giggled and said, “Yea…I know.” We went in the back to his dressing room and
Mark pushed me in…and then slammed the door…which made me jump…I thought he was
mad at me…My eyes were as big as potatoes…Mark started stalking me around the
dressing room and I just kept backing up…
Mark said, “What the hell do you think you’re doing?” I said, “Huh?” Mark said, “Woman! Sit still…I can’t get to you if you keep
moving away…” I didn’t move after
that...I knew better…Mark walked over and stood directly in front of me and
wrapped his arms around me…I was so close to fainting…Mark said, “So what are
we needing to talk about?” I looked up
and wrapped my arms around his neck and said, “Well…first we need to talk about
names…and a bedroom…” Mark looked at me
funny and said, “Names? And a bedroom?
Wanna try that again.” I giggled
a little and said, “Mark, I’m pregnant.
We need baby names and a bedroom turned into a nursery.” Mark said, “You’re…and I’m…and we’re…” I laughed and said, “Finish a thought
honey.” Mark picked me up and twirled me
around in circles…and then stopped…and said, “Oh God…I’m sorry…Are you
okay?” I smiled and said, “Yea…I’m
fine.” Mark said, “How far along are
you?” I said, “About 6 weeks.”
Mark dropped to his knees and lifted my shirt and was kissing my
stomach…I said, “Babe…you realize you’re in the wrong spot…Baby doesn’t start
there…” I un buttoned and unzipped my
jeans and showed him my lower abdomen…and said, “Baby is there…right now.” Mark placed some soft kisses on my lower half
and then buttoned and zipped my jeans for me…and as he stood up he said, “So if
baby is there…why are you where Jeans?”
I smiled and said, “Cause baby is no bigger then the tip of your pinkie
finger right now honey…I can live in jeans for the next 2 months…well depending
on how big I get and how fast…So you’re happy about the baby?” Mark smiled and kissed my lips and said, “I
couldn’t be any happier…we’re going to be a family…I love you.” I smiled and said, “I love you too.”
We kissed a couple more times and then walked back down to the ring.
Somehow or another…word had gotten around the company pretty damn
fast about me being pregnant…probably from Jaden and Stephanie…they were still
the Queen and Princess of gossip…though I could never tell who was worse…cause
everyday they switched places…
About 2 months later…I was 3½ months…Mark was getting giddy about
it…but still acted like a hard ass around the guys. I still wasn’t showing…but Mark had made me
stop wearing jeans…I was wearing work out pants and a Deadman Inc. T-shirt…My
hair was up in a pony tail…he sent my Ninja to the ranch in Houston…he said I
wasn’t allowed to ride it anymore…but yet he still let me ride the Harley with
him…as long as I held on tight. Mark was
hilarious.
One night, we were in Austin…so we just drove Mark’s truck to the
arena…we walked into the arena…we were half way to Mark’s dressing room when I
realized I had forgotten my cell phone in the truck…I said, “Babe…I’ll be right
back…I left my phone in the truck…” Mark
said, “I’ll go get it...” I said,
“Mark…I’m not dying…I’m just pregnant…I’ll get it.” Mark said, “You are just as stubborn as me,
you know that?” I nodded and said,
“Duh…I’ll be right back.” Mark walked on
to his dressing room…and I walked out to the truck…as soon as I grabbed the
phone, I closed the door and hit the alarm…
A hand with a white cloth in it came from behind me…and pressed it
over my nose and mouth…I tried to fight and scream but there was two of them…I
couldn’t keep from breathing it in…it was chloroform…I felt the darkness take
me over as I passed out.
“HEY…WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO DEANA?” Paul Levesque’s (Triple H) voice
rumbled through the parking garage…He started running toward the couple and
they threw Deana in the car and sped off out of the garage…
Paul immediately called Mark on his cell and told him a man and a
woman kidnapped Deana…Mark ran out to the parking garage while Paul called the
police…Mark was so pissed…Mark said, “Paul did you see anything…Anything
man.” Paul said, “It was a man and a
woman…I could of sworn the guy was wearing clothes a minister would wear…you
know the white collar…and a black shirt…they had Texas licenses plates…” Mark said, “What about the woman?” Paul said, “She was dressed kind of frumpy…you
know…kind of like a ministers wife.”
Mark looked down and saw his truck keys and my cell phone sitting
next to a bible…Mark kicked the side of his truck and the alarm jittered a
little…and he said, “Son of a bitch!”
Paul said, “What?” Mark said, “It
was Deana’s parents…C’mon you’re coming with me…I know exactly where they are
taking her…” Paul said, “Where?” As they jumped in the truck…Mark said, “Back
to Loredo Texas…Deana’s home town.” Paul
said, “Why would they do that?” Mark
looked at Paul and then started explaining everything…as he took off out of the
parking garage…
Paul called Vince and told him what was going on…Vince called the
Loredo police department and had them meet Mark and Paul at the Loredo city
limits sign…Mark and Paul filled the officers in and the Police Chief thought
it best if the guys waited for them to get Deana…they didn’t want to spook her
parents…Mark said, “Look…That’s my wife we’re talking about…I’m not about to
just stand by and let her psycho parents force her to aboard our baby…”
The police chief wasn’t about to argue with the big man…
They drove through the town and Paul pointed out the car that had
Deana in it…The immediately jumped out and started into the building…Mark
noticed it was the clinic Deana had told him about…
Well somehow word got back to my parents about me being
pregnant…whether it was through some of my old friends from high school or what
I don’t know…when they started looking into Mark and saw how his old Undertaker
character used to be all dark and evil…they were frightened…and were scared for
my life…thought I was forced to marry him…they didn’t realize it was just a
character he played on TV…
I slowly started waking up from the chloroform…and my vision was a
little blurry… My mother was sitting over me and said, “Shhh…honey it will be
over with soon…you will be free of that demon seed…then we’ll help you find a
good lawyer to get you divorced from that dark evil man…he’s not going to
corrupt our little girl.” I sat up and I
didn’t have any pants or panties on and my legs were in the stirrups…and the doctor
was just about ready to go in my and get the baby out…My father was over
looking out the window…
I pulled my leg back and kicked the doctor in the face as hard as I
could, knocking him across the room into the wall…and he was on the floor out
like a light…
I was about to jump up when my father grabbed me and I said, “Stop
it…he’s my husband…we’re trying to have a baby…” My mother immediately got on her knees and
started praying… “Please God…save our daughter…she’s been possessed by that
evil man…he’s gotten to her…he took advantage of her…you must release the demon
growing in her womb…”
Oh yea…My mother has really lost it…
The doctor came to and my father threw me back on to the table…as my
mother kept praying out loud…I was trying to fight my father and get away from
the doctor…he was coming at me again with the scalpel…all of a sudden I heard a
familiar voice, “DEANA!…DEANA!!”
I was trying to stay calm…but it just wasn’t happening…I had tears
pouring down my cheeks and I yelled, “Mark!…I’m in here…Please Mark…Help
me.” I could hear the sound of foot
steps running across the wooden floors and up stairs…
Mark heard Deana and took off with Paul and the Police officers hot on
his heals…Mark got to the only closed door and tried to opened it but it was
locked…Mark didn’t even think for a split second…he reared back and kicked the
door open…as soon as he saw the doctor coming after me he grabbed him and
slammed him into the wall…as I sat on the exam table crying…Paul went over and
grabbed my parents and pushed them towards the officers…
Paul handed me the rest of my clothes…I quickly got dressed…and Mark
was still beating the shit out of the doctor…
I walked over and touched Mark’s forearm. Mark felt a freezing cold hand on his forearm
and looked down and saw the familiar eyes he loved so much, but they were blood
shot from crying…he let the doctors limp body fall to the floor and I said,
“It’s okay Mark…He didn’t get it…I’m alright.”
I blinked and more tears slid down my cheeks…
Mark picked me up and I wrapped my legs around his waist like a
little kid…and he just held on tight to me…I could feel Mark’s hand rubbing up
and down my back and I knew he was trying to fight back some pretty hard
tears…he didn’t want to cry in front of me or Paul…it would definitely take
away from that bad attitude image. I
heard him sniffle a few times…he was trying to get his emotions under control…
I looked at his face and touched his cheek…I said, “I’m alright
Mark…I promise…I kicked him in the head.”
Mark couldn’t help but laugh at that mental picture and said, “You
kicked him in the head?” I smiled and
said, “Yea…I guess I’ve been hanging around you and Nathan too much, watching
you train him…the bastard deserved it…I wasn’t about to let him do it to me a
second time…not to our baby.”
Mark said, “I’m proud of you…you fought your demons…you won the
battle…” I said, “I did…didn’t I?…I was
so scared.” I threw my arms around
Mark’s neck and held him tighter…I felt his arms tighten around me…he said,
“Don’t worry…It’s over now…C’mon lets get you to a hospital…I want a real
doctor to check you out.” I just nodded…
Mark handed Paul the keys to the truck and said, “You drive…I don’t
think I can.” Paul said, “Okay…Let’s get
out of here…this place gives me the creeps.”
We walked out and Mark helped me up into the truck and got in behind
me…and as Paul started up the truck, I climbed into Mark’s lap and rested
against his chest…he was so warm and I just couldn’t get warm…I was cold…
Paul drove us back to Austin and immediately over to the Austin ER
and a doctor checked me out top to bottom…I had on bruise on me…it was on my
arm from where my father had grabbed me…Mark wasn’t happy about it…but he was
happy to know that the baby and I were just fine…nothing had been
disturbed…Mark had decided then and there that the both of us were on Maternity
leave…until after I had the baby. Vince
understood…and just wrote in the script that Mark was out with an injury.
By the time I was 6 months…Jaden ad Stephanie and found out they
were both pregnant…and had the same due date…damn Frik and Frak…they were the
damn terror twins alright…got pregnant together having a baby together…I
swear. Nothing ever changes…
One day after my doctors appointment…I was sitting on the swing on
the front porch, while Mark was working on his Harley in front of the house…I
was just relaxing letting the swing go back and forth…letting the wind dance
through my hair…Jaden, Brock, Glenn and Stephanie all came over…
Jaden and Stephanie joined me on the swing…as Mark, Brock and Glenn
went in the house…Jaden said, “What’s wrong Deana…you look frustrated?” I said, “Mark is driving me crazy…” Stephanie said, “What did he do now?” I said, “My doctors appointment was at 10
am…we just got back like 15 minutes ago.”
Jaden said, “But it’s almost 1…why did it take so long?”
I said, “Mark in all of his infinite Yoda wisdom…had to do 15 miles
an hour on the way home…he actually went 2 miles over a speed bump he didn’t
want to shake baby…I thought we’d never get over it…Then after we got home he
child proofed the whole house cause he doesn’t want baby getting into anything
that might hurt baby…”
I sighed heavy and said, “Then just before you got here…every two
minutes, when he saw the wind kick up…he kept asking me if I wanted a blanket
cause he didn’t want baby getting cold…it’s 72 degrees outside for Christ
sake…it’s not like I’d let myself freeze…if this kid doesn’t come soon…Mark is
going to make me insane…and I swear I will take everyone with me.”
Stephanie and Jaden started laughing…all of a sudden the front door
was thrown open and Mark was standing on the porch 3 feet from us holding a VERY
LARGE butcher knife…All three of us screamed at the same time…I said, “Oh my
god…Mark what are you doing?” Mark said,
“What is this?” I said, “My butcher
knife that I use to cut food with…What are you doing with it?” Mark said, “I’m throwing it away…and all your
other knives too…what if baby gets a hold of this?”
I said, “Mark…I don’t leave it laying out…and what how would baby
get a hold of it?? Like on the off
chance I’m going to leave the second drawer…the knife drawer open…and let baby
crawl around on the counter over to the drawer and fall off the counter into
the knife drawer? Cause that’s the only way baby will get a hold of it. You get rid of the knives honey and we’ll
never be able to eat again…some how the image of you eating a huge steak on a
fork like a lollipop, doesn’t come off to good.”
I started laughing with the girls and Mark said, “This isn’t
funny…”
I said, “No it’s not…you’re making me crazy…the baby is not even
here yet and I can’t get into the bottom of my sink to get my tooth brush…stop
baby proofing everything…it will be a good 8 months before the kid is even
going to be able to crawl or walk…much less open a cabinet to go after my panty
hose in my dresser…”
Mark rolled his eyes and me and I said, “And stop hiding my shoes
from me damn it…baby is not going to go after my heels…I promise.” Mark said, “What if baby fell on it?” I said, “Then I guess he would have to walk
around for the rest of his life with my high heel sticking out of his
skull…Mark you are so neurotic…I figured I’d be the one worrying…but I don’t
have to anymore…because you’re doing it enough for the both of us…”
Glenn and Brock walked out on the porch…and I stood up and said,
“Will you 2 please get him out of here…he’s making me crazy…” I shoved past the 3 men with Jaden and
Stephanie hot on my heels…we went back into the house…and closed and locked the
door… Brock put his hand on Mark’s
shoulder and said, “C’mon man…let’s go get a beer…you’re wife is going to kill
you if we let you go back in there…”
So the guys left and we relaxed in the living room…I said, “I
realize he just wants us to be prepared for when the baby gets here…but he’s
just so damned aggravating…I love Mark more then life itself…but he’s just got
to lighten up…” Jaden said, “I’m glad
he’s so concerned for you.” Stephanie
said, “Yea me too…” I said, “I know me
too…but still.”
We all sat around and just relaxed…I ended up falling asleep…and
when 8 pm rolled around Mark, Brock and
Glenn walked through the door…Brock and Glenn grabbed their women and left…
Mark walked over and was watching me sleep on the couch…he came over
and knelt down in front of me and kissed my lips lightly…My eyes fluttered open
and I saw his emerald green orbs staring back at me…I touched his face and
said, “Feeling better?” Mark nodded and
said, “Yea…I’m sorry…I’ve been making you crazy…I’ve just been so worried…I
mean what if I suck as a father?”
I sat up and said, “Mark…you’re going to be a wonderful dad…I mean
look around at everything you’ve done…because you don’t want the baby to get
hurt…you’ve taken so many precautions…I don’t think there’s anything left to
do…but for us to just have this baby…I’ve got 3 more months…I don’t want you
thinking you can’t hack it as a father…because you can…you’re a great husband
and you’ll make an even more excellent father…I can’t imagine anyone else being
a better father for our baby then you.”
I touched his face and said, “You can do it Mark…I know you
can.” I leaned over and kissed his lips
so gently. Mark carried me upstairs and
made love to me…as carefully as possible.
Okay so I was in labor for 24 hours…I was gonna kill the nurse if
she would have said ‘push it on out’ one more time…Mark seems to be taking everything
pretty well…he only passed out once…hehehe…but it’s just because he couldn’t
handle all the blood…you’d think someone who’d bladed so much and bleed even
more when in the ring could take a little blood…Apparently not!
Mark looks good holding Marcus Jr.
He’s the spitting image of his father…7 lbs…5 ounces…and 24 inches
long…deep green emerald eyes and strawberry blonde hair all over his little
head…Mark walked over to the bed and he said, “You know something babe…for
someone who just went through 24 hours of labor…you look awfully
beautiful…” I said, “Yea well…it’s my
job ya know…keep you fed…be a baby factory…and stay beautiful while doing
it.” Mark said, “Do I even have a chance
on talking to you about having another one of these anytime soon?” I said, “Mark…he’s only 2 hours old…can we
let the new wear off first and then talk about it…” Mark shrugged his shoulders and said, “Okay…I
can handle that.”
I moved over on the bed and Mark sat next to me holding the fussy
bundle of joy…I said, “Babe…he’s probably hungry…give him here.” Mark watched as I lowered one side of my gown
and proceeded to feed the baby…Mark watched very intently…he was so interested
about everything…Mark said, “So how’s come when he does that to you…you say
he’s hungry…but when I do it…you call me a pervert?” I couldn’t help but laugh my ass off…I said,
“Probably because when you are doing it…you are being perverted baby.” I leaned over and kissed his lips…
About that time…Jaden, Brock, Glenn and Stephanie came in…Stephanie
said, “Uh-huh…now you know that’s how you got the first one…” Mark smiled and said, “Yea…and many more to
come…” I said, “I don’t know about the
many…but a couple more of them wouldn’t kill me...” Mark said, “Yea baby…me either.”
A couple of month later…we were all back in the delivery waiting
room…Stephanie and Jaden had somehow timed going into labor perfect…and in true
terror twin form…they both ended up have twin boys…Jaden and Brock had Brock
Jr. and Steve…and Stephanie had Glenn Jr. and Mark…Real cute…hehehe…
Those boys acted every bit like their name sakes…
While we were waiting on the news of the babies…I was sitting with
Mark and said, “I went to my doctors appointment today.” Mark said, “And?” I said, “Well…he checked me out and doesn’t
see any reason for me to put it off anymore…He said we can start on another one
if we want to.” Mark smiled and said,
“Really? Hmmm…Guess well be practicing
tonight.” I said, “Yea…I guess so…half
the fun is trying…I told you, you’d be a good daddy.” Mark wrapped his arms around me as I cradled
Marcus…and he said, “I love you.” I
said, “I love you too…”
The End