Hey guys, so I haven't written anything on this account in absolutely years. But I thought hey ho, lets give it another shot with some Mark action. Enjoy!

Isabella "Bella" Jacobs - Younger sister of Glen Jacobs. She works as a teacher for an Elementary school, although proud of her brothers achievements, she doesn't really take any part in his roles as a WWE superstar.

Rachel Taylor - Isabella's best friend, spent majority of her childhood growing up with her and Glen. Quirky little character.

Mark Calaway - Mark's marriage with Sara is getting extremely rocky and out of hand. His big evil persona has turned into a real life trait, annoying everyone at work with his attitude.

Glen Jacobs - Protective over Bella and very career driven, he's at his personal best in his career, his personal life is the opposite.

February 2002

"You look extremely exhausted"

Bella looked at Rachel and rolled her eyes. She had just got back from another crazy day at work and flopped onto the couch. Rachel smiled and sat there with her popcorn flicking through the channels. She stopped when she seen WWE was on the TV, making Bella groan.

"Oh come on, Glen's got a match tonight, be supportive" Rachel said throwing some popcorn at Bella. Bella groaned and got up, she wanted to get all the dry glue off her hands from her arts and crafts day at school and change into some comfier clothes. Rachel shrugged and moved closer to the TV, she loved watching Glen's matches. He was her best friend and watching his character grow was so exciting. His sister may not be interested in his life, but she sure was. She wanted to have a lot to talk to him about when he came back.

Bella looked in the mirror at her disheveled appearance. Her hair was a mess and her eyes were dark, she was exhausted. But all she did was run a brush through her hair and sigh. It was Friday night so she couldn't moan too much. She headed downstairs and flopped back onto the couch.

"Your favourite man is tag teaming with Glen today" Rachel taunted.

"Oh fabulous" Bella glared as she watched Mark walk into the ring. He had changed his appearance since she first met him. His hair was cut short, his goatee was nicely trimmed and he got himself more of a cowboy tan. When Bella first met him, his hair was jet black and long, his goatee made him look like Satan himself reincarnated. She had went to visit Glen and found him talking to Mark, as she went over to introduce herself she could hear Mark giving Glen some not so constructive criticism. Glen had been surprised to see his little sister poking Mark in the chest, trying to square up to him for talking to her brother like shit. Mark could only smirk and that only angered her more. And from then on it only got worse.

They had both got very very drunk one night, and what turned into the normal bickering and snidey remarks between her and Mark, turned into heated making out against some dingy bar wall. She thankfully got to her senses and left without a word after leaving him with a smack across the cheek. And that was that.

"You loved it" Rachel responded sticking her tongue out at her friend "He's pretty gorgeous."

"He's pretty stuck up his own ass.." Bella murmured back opening a magazine.

-

Glen headed backstage after his match and removed his mask, he rubbed his face and removed the rest of his attire and headed to the shower. He sighed happily as the water hit his sore muscles as he lost himself in thought. They had finished their last match for the week and he had the next week off at home. He had his own place but he normally stayed at Bella's, he felt bad he never had any company but Rachel's and he felt he had been neglecting her as her big brother. No matter how many times she bitched and complained, he knew she was thankful for the company.

Hell he liked the company too. Sure he had girlfriends which lasted for a few months at a time, but he never bothered introducing them to Bella. He guessed it was because deep down, he never really felt anything but fondness for them. Sure he could get women, and sometimes he did to keep his bed warm, but he couldn't find anyone he could connect with. He didn't feel like rushing it but at the same time, he was tired of being lonely. Bella was the same, she wasn't opposed to dating, she just found it was a waste of energy for people she could just about get on with.

He finished in the shower and got dressed into his normal clothes. They normally just consisted of a baggy tshirt and some shorts, he never really put in any major effort, he just wanted to be comfortable when majority of the time he was confined to a tight costume and a mask.

Mark was sat in the room, stretched out on his single bed as he watched the UFC on the TV. He was sharing with Glen again tonight, sometimes he had his own room, but sometimes there was so many of them that the hotel was just booked out. He thought he would have gained enough respect to get first dibs on his own room by now. He cracked open a beer and raised an eyebrow as Glen came in and dumped his bag. He grunted a "Hi" to Mark and flopped onto his own bed.

"You heading home tomorrow?" Mark asked, mildly interested. He learned to love Glen like an actual brother, he didn't bother him when they shared rooms and he was one of the best people to rely on in this business. He just had a short temper for the funk Glen had got himself into, he seemed miserable all the damn time.

"Yeah, I'm gonna give Bella a call now" He said dialing on the hotel phone. Mark rolled his eyes, maybe he could get a girlfriend if he let go of his clingy assed sister. That girl was a firecracker thats for sure, but his lust for her was short lifted when he realised she could go toe to toe with him like nobody else. She got under his skin and riled him up. He hated her.

"Glen!" Rachel smiled as she picked up the phone, she motioned for Bella to sit closer so they could both talk to him. Glen grinned when he heard Rachel's excited tone on the end of the line. He always had a soft spot for her ever since they were younger.

"You kicked total ass tonight, well done. Very badass I may add. Tell Mark I said hi too!"

Mark rolled his eyes as Glen raised an eyebrow at him knowing he heard.

"Thanks darlin, Mark said Hi too. I was just calling to let you and Bella know that I'm on a plane home tomorrow" Glen said twirling the wire around his finger.

"That's great Glen, Bella said she'll pick you up from the airport, what time will you be there?"

"About 5 in the afternoon, so she don't need to worry about getting up early." Glen said with a smirk, he knew Bella would be moaning all morning if she had to pick him up in the early hours of the morning.

After he spoke to Rachel and Bella for a little bit, he hung up the phone and looked at Mark after he sighed annoyed. Glen raised an eyebrow and Mark glared at him.

"When you gonna live your own life that doesn't revolve around that bratty sister of yours?" Mark quizzed. Glen knew Mark's anger towards her was because of all the rejection of his proposals for sex towards her. Glen had warned Mark he wasn't gonna get anywhere fast with Bella, but knowing Mark he just had to try. So Glen didn't let himself get angry, he knew Mark was just bitter.

"My life don't revolve around her. I'm gonna introduce her to Scott tomorrow anyway, he seems real interested in her" Glen smirked at the annoyance that crossed Mark's face momentarily.

"Yeah well that's if she lets Scott anywhere near her. That girl is like a demon reincarnated." Mark scoffed as he turned off the TV and rolled over, closing his eyes.

"I didn't realise she was related to Sara" Glen poked with a chuckle. He knew Mark was gritting his teeth in silence and could only smirk at the silence at his comment.

Mark knew Glen was right, she was a demon. Sara was trying to bleed him dry of money and fame. She was using him to get a heads up on her modelling contract, at first he didnt care as long as he got what he wanted. But now it was making him a laughing stock, and he was tired of being used and drained by her. He knew tomorrow he had to go set the record straight with her. Hell if he was ever gonna make the mistake of getting married again. He was just happy she hadn't popped out any brats to use against him.

He couldn't wait to pack up and leave.