The black and blues that lay upon Abigale's wrist showed that she was going though. Abigail's forearm was pinched and broken there must of been over 20 needle pricks from what Mark could count. She wore her dress which has been wiped and torn till just barley covering her body. She laid on her bed making little of no sounds. Sara stood in the doorway as Mark checked on Abigale. Mark walked back over to Sara.
"how is she?" she asked as he brushed her blond hair aside.
"she'll be fine" he told her like normal "stay here and watch her I'm going to go talk to Glen." He said and walked downstairs.
Glen hanged his head in his hands feeling he did something to make this happen to Abigail.
"how is she?" he asked
"She's going though her first death."
"how is she going though it?"
"hard... I don't know how long she'll make it."
"oh my god... what have I done?"
"nothing... you couldn't of stopped her."
"Mark!" Sara cried. Mark and Glen both dashed up the stairs to see what was wrong. Sara stood next to the bed her face white as a ghost.
"what is it?" Mark questioned and held Sara. She just looked at him in shock. "what is it?" he repeated.
"Abigail stopped-stopped-stopped breathing" she spoke faint.
"oh my god... Glen take Sara down stairs... now." he said and began CPR on Abigail.
Finally Mark got her breathing again. She opened her eyes and coughed again like she was trying to breath. Mark titled her body to her side just incase. He looked into her eyes and saw all black like a lens of complete stranger. He rubbed her head lightly and began to vale that almost all the pain was over., and that he would always be with her. He stayed with her a few more minutes making sure she was okay. He walked down stairs to see Glen and Sara talking about Abigail's adoption Mark sat down and joined in.
"there is so many good things about adoption, Sara, especially with Abigail. You know she'll love you and you know her. She might have one or two problems, but nothing you couldn't fix in time." Glen said
"it's not the fact of her not loving me. It's the fact that there wouldn't be as much freedom as there is now. I'm not use to having someone around to interact with." Sara said.
"nit you know when I'm going on a WWF tour you will have someone to be here to talk to. You wouldn't be alone." Mark said
"what about when I get a job wit the WWF? Vince won't let us take her with." Sara said "I don't want to leave her alone here that would just put her back were she was."
"we'll Vince should understand about Abigail. He allows her now why not then?" Mark said
"yes, but he is not paying for her now, but if we adopt her he will. You know how he hates to pay extra money." Sara said and the room went silence.
The night dimmed down and Glen left. Sara and Mark sat together on the couch and watched some TV. They both heard footsteps walking across the hallway. Mark got up to check what was going on. He saw Abigail walking slowly around feeling her way.
"Abigail..." Mark called and reached out to touch her. "come one I won't hurt you. He spoke softly and gently as he could. Abigail turn toward his voice and blinked a few times. He noticed the black still formed over her eyes. "come here baby. I'll take you down stairs." Abigail outstretched her hands to try to feel him. Mark picked her up gently making sure not to scare her. He could tell the drugs were still not out of her system, and she could laps again.
Abigail laid on Mark's lap as Sara rubbed her head. Abigail barley said anything just motion to what she wanted or needed. Mark just held her afraid that she would laps again. The two felt really close in some ways and in other they were far apart. Abigail rolled over to face Mark. She blinked franticly and began to mumble as her eyes began to roll in the back of her head.
"I love you mom and dad" she mumbled to Mark and Sara. Sara began to cry those words tearing at her heart. Mark laid her down on the floor and began to tap her cheeks she barley stirred. Sara sat and cried as Mark went into the kitchen to get water to splashed on Abigail's face. He gently dumped some of the water on her face. She gargled and gasped a bit until her breathing came under control. Mark took Abigail up to her room and laid her on her bed.
"Sara dear come to bed" he called sown stairs and then heard a sob back as she moved up the stairs. "Abigail" he turned back "will you get dress for bed?" he asked. Abigail reached and felt around for her pj's. Mark closed the door and headed towards his room to check on Sara.
"I can't take much more" Sara said "I'm so sorry" she cried
there was a loud smash of a jar at the other each of the hallway in Abigail's room. Mark ran down the hallways, and opened up the door to just shut it before the jewelry box hit it and smashing into pieces. Abigail pushed things off the desk and dresser as she made her ways around the room.
"Abigail stop it!" Mark called to her as she began to rip out her cloths. Abigail went nuts as Mark came closer to her throwing cloths around at him.
"leave me alone... you don't care" she picked up and threw the clock at a him. Mark caught it in once hand dropping it to the ground.
"stop Abigail I do care" he hi the floor and grabbed her ankle just in time to miss the next object. Abigail fell on to her back kicking and screaming, Mark quickly covered her knees with his straddled legs and held down her arms. Abigail threw her head back and forth. "Abigail! Abigail stop it your with me... Mark" he yelled at her. There was a silence of words Abigail began to roll over and Mark moved. Abigail began to cry.
"I'm sorry... I'm sorry Abigail kept repeating her self as Mark picked her up and placed her in her bed. She cried in his arms. He pulled the covers up to her neck, and began to fix up the room. He felt better to clean up and be able to watch Abigail a bit. He felt so sorry for Abigail as he shut the door and made his way down the hall to his room. He slowly took off his shirt and looked over at the sleeping Sara. He sledded into the bed with his boxers on. He genteelly rubbed Sara's head as she slept.
"everything will be okay, my love... everything will be okay." He said softly and turned off the light to sleep.
The next morning Sara went in to check on Abigail who was still asleep. She was surprised that she was very calm and relax enough to sleep. Sara promised her self that she would do what she could to get Abigail under her and Mark's care. Mark left for a short work out before Abigail woke up. He wasn't sure how she would be when she got up and around. He walked upstairs, and leaned his heard to Abigail's door to see is she was awake, with no sound behind the door he moved on to take a shower.
"Mark" Sara said and she walked into to the bathroom..
"yes" he said
"I want to adopt Abigail"
"talking about her did you see her today?"
"nope... she hasn't woken up yet I guess" she said and took off her top. She slipped into the shower. "Mark I'm ready to be a mommy now." She smiled, warped her arms around him and kiss him deeply.
TBC...