A/N: So, this is the first chapter of 'Too Much To Cope'! It's a sequel to 'Game Over', so, if you haven't read that one, make sure to read that first, or otherwise, you will miss a lot! Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own Saw.
"Paige, could you give me my bag please?" Corbett said, while looking into the mirror to tie her hair into a bun. Paige and Corbett always helped each other preparing for ballet class. Why, they did not know, but it made them feel a bit needed. Mostly because they were both alone. They weren't the type of girls who hung out with other girls and come home late in the evening, really drunk or hyper. No, they were actually role model girls. Not that they cared, though, they just did the best they could to ease Mark's pains. Mark. That's another thing. After Amanda's dead nine years ago, he felt happy. Not because of Amanda's death, no. He just made the best of his life with Corbett and Paige, and they made him happy. But ever since he showed Paige the tape Amanda made for her, he felt the same emptiness he felt right after she died. He felt sad for almost half a year now.
"Were is it?" Paige dragged Corbett back into reality. Corbett sighed.
"It's in the... Um... Under the..." Corbett said, and looked around. She wasn't really clean on her room. Everywhere you looked were clothes just laying on the floor, pointes, tutus, name it and it was there, laying in the whole room.
"Well?" Paige said, while tapping with her foot on the floor. Paige was inpatient. Really, really impatient.
Corbett walked around the room. She lost her bag almost every week, sometimes even more than once a week.
"Here!" Corbett exclaimed, and grabbed the bag from under her bed. Paige sighed.
"Why don't you clean up your room?" Paige laughed, and walked downstairs. Corbett rolled her eyes. Paige was becoming Mark, Mark always nagged at Corbett to clean up her room. She never wanted to. She was too busy doing other things, like focusing on her ballet career.
"Hi Dad!" Corbett happily exclaimed, and kissed Mark on the top of his head. Mark was sitting on the couch, holding a picture of Amanda. Again. Man, Mark was getting obsessed. Corbett looked up, to see a lady sitting in the chair opposite of the couch.
"Hello! Well, you must be Corbett! I have heard a lot of you. Mark saved you from that warehouse, didn't he? It must have been traumatic to-"
"Yes, Diana, it's okay, it was traumatic. Girls, this is Diana Lamb." Mark said, and stood up. He turned around and looked at Paige and Corbett, who were now standing beside each other and looking at Diana. Paige smiled, but Corbett forced a smile. Why was that woman here?
"Dad, who is she?" Corbett said, and looked at Mark.
"Corbett, I've told you about Diana, right? We're seeing each other now for a while, so I decided I should introduce her to you two." Mark said, and smiled at Diana. Corbett narrowed her eyes. A new girlfriend? She knew she always said Mark should get a life again, but she didn't mean him to totally forget Amanda and go away with another woman!
"Okay." Corbett hissed, and looked one more time at Diana, before running out of the room, into the hallway, and eventually out of the house. She didn't liked that Diana, she had a strange feeling around that woman. Don't think about it now, Corbett, you need to focus on ballet!, Corbett hissed to herself, and got on her bike, to the ballet school.
Mark looked at Corbett angrily walking out the room. He smiled, awkwardly.
"Yes, well, that's my oldest daughter, I thought you figured that one out. Hmm... I don't think she likes the fact of me dating someone again, after Amanda." Diana nodded. He looked at Paige.
"Don't you have somewhere to go?" Mark said. Paige nodded, and left the house as well.
"I know it will be difficult for them, especially for Corbett, but this is really the best thing. They can't stop the fact that I love you. When are you going to tell them?" Diana said, as she walked over to Mark and grabbed his hands. Mark sighed.
"I'm not telling them yet. You saw their reactions, they are not ready for it. I'm only going to tell them when they are really ready. Until then, they must not know it. It's for their own good." Mark said, and he kissed Diana. She nodded.
"Well, I must leave now, I still have plenty of work to do. Bye Mark, I love you." Diana said, and stroked Mark's face. He nodded, and followed her to the door.
"Bye, Mark!" Diana said, and stepped into her car and left. Mark sighed, and closed the door. He looked at his hands. Two rings.
A/N: Bad Mark! Well, let me know what you think! I already married a few of your reviews in my previous stories, so I want to as well with this story! (Seven partners, I must be a player!) :)