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Obsession Ch. 1

"Listen dear, I know you don't want to but he has a right to know that you're having his baby." My mom said. It had been a month since I found out I was pregnant and I was very scared to tell Mark.

I shook my head, "Mom I haven't seen him in awhile, what if thinks that I'm lying?"

She sighed, "he won't…at least I hope he believes you because he'll have hell to pay if he treats you like dirt."

I smiled at the sound of my mother's protective voice. She had been my everything in the past three months and I was really happy about that. The two of us had already begun cleaning out the guestroom for the baby. I was excited to become a mom, but at the same time I was furious with myself for allowing Mark to be the father.

"I don't know mom, I'm really scared to talk to him. What if he's moved on by now? I mean I haven't seen him on Raw since that little mishap we had."

She shrugged, "I don't care if he's moved on…I only care about him helping you out with this baby. You still have a whole year and a half of high school left and there will be times when I can't watch the baby."

I sighed knowing that she was right. As much as I wanted to raise my child on my own, I knew it wouldn't be fair not to tell Mark about it.

"Alright…I'll go see him." I said as I grabbed my purse and my keys. "I'll call you and let you know what happens."

She nodded, "Ok sweetie, and remember, don't let him get to you."

"I won't,"

With that I walked outside to my car and braced myself to see him.

I watched the rain hit my windshield as I drove down the street. The sky was very gloomy looking which only made me feel worse about what I was about to do. I hadn't seen this man in nearly three months…and to make things worse, I was having his baby. I sighed as I turned up the road that led to his house. As I got closer, the memories slowing began to run through my head. I squeezed the wheel to my car remembering how I let him touch my body, how I let him make love to me the first time. I also remembered how he raped me the second time, but…in a way I liked it. God this was going to be something else, I only hoped he didn't think this would make me come back to him. Don't get me wrong, over the past month I had felt like I missed him…but I just couldn't let him back into my life, well…at least not yet.

When I came to the front porch, I took a deep breath before getting out of the car and running up to the door. I felt something tell me to just turn and walk away, but I didn't listen. Instead, I pressed the doorbell button and waited patiently to see if he would come to the door. When I didn't hear anything at first, I sighed and turned to leave, but then I heard the door click and open slowly.

"I told you guys before; I don't want any….Serena?"

I sighed and turned around slowly, looking into the eyes of my unborn child's father. I was sort of shocked to see what he looked like after three months. He was still nicely built, but his hair had grown out to his shoulders and he had it colored black. He smiled at me slightly before opening the screen door and stepping out onto the porch with me.

"What are you doing here?" he asked.

I sighed dropping my gaze from his. Me looking into his eyes always made me melt so…I couldn't let this happen. "Mark…we need to talk."

"Good, I've been wanting to talk to you for awhile." He said with a slight smile.

I folded my arms, "I'm sure you have…but I want to make this quick."

He chuckled, "What is it? Have you finally come to your senses?" he said as he twirled a lock of my hair around his finger.

I jumped back from him, "You haven't changed a bit I see."

"Oh and you have?"

I rolled my eyes, "Mark please, I need to tell you something important Ok?"

He folded his arms over his chest, "Alright, I'm listening."

I sighed and then took my papers out of my purse. My hand shook slightly as I handed him the test results. He looked at me first before taking them and looking at them. A few seconds later he smiled and then handed me back the papers.

"I assume that…I'm the father of this child right?"

I nodded, "Yes."

He nodded, "How far are you now?"

"Three months. I found out last month but…I didn't know how to tell you. I wasn't even sure if you would believe me."

He chuckled, "Of course I believe you. I mean from what I know, the two of us shared some very intimate moments together…and I know you missed me too much to move on."

"Shut up! You know those moments were of your own doing!"

He shook his head, "I see you haven't changed either…still running from the truth."

I sighed, "Look…are you going to help me with the baby or not?"

He shrugged, "That's up to you honestly. Remember you're the one who wanted me to stay away from you."

"True and I still do…unless you're coming to see about the baby."

"Alright that's fine…" he said. "Now you better get home before this storm gets worse."

I nodded and then ran back to my car without saying good-bye. Once I was safely in my car, I looked at him and he blew me a kiss. I shook my head and then pulled out of his long drive-way. The entire drive home, I found myself already regretting letting him be a part of our child's life.