Chapter 11

The car ride to the hotel can best be described as uncomfortable. Mark is wondering what the hell happened to the strong, independant woman sitting next to him. What sparked her anger? What brought on the tears. While Kaylie is wondering how and where to begin explaining herself. Mark parked the trunk, got out and opened Kaylie's car door. Kaylie looked at him for the first time that night and saw nothing but concern on his face. That touched her deeply. She gave him a small smile as he held out his hand for her to take. She gladly took it and they walked hand and hand through the lobby.

When they got to Mark's suite, Kaylie looked around in shock. She was use to traveling with the guys, but none of them had a room like this. Ever!

"So, what do you want to eat?" Mark handed Kaylie a room service menu. She

looked it over and realized how hungry she was.

"I'll have a rib eye steak, well done. Mashed, no wait, baked potato, with sour cream and butter on the side, the side salad with ranch dressing. OOO and a diet dr. pepper." Kaylie looked up from the menu to see Mark staring at her with his mouth hanging open. "What?"

"Where do you plan on putting all of that?"

Kaylie smiled, "I'm hungry, I'll make it fit. "

"Whatever you say." Mark called in their order and then sat down on the couch. He patted the seat next to him. "Come sit down and you can explain to me what happened back there."

Kaylie sighed and plopped herself down on the couch. She sat down Indian style, facing him. She rubbed her hands through her hand trying to think of where to begin. Mark patted her on her leg and she looked at him.

"It's ok darlin. Take your time."

"This goes a few years back."

"I got all the time you need."

Kaylie took a deep breath. "Ok, you asked for it. A few years ago, my friends and I were online and we heard that Cowboy Bob Orton's son was down in OVW training, so we started to do online searches, just because we're big time loser wrestling fans and had nothing better to do with our time."

Mark laughed, "I doubt you are as bad as some of our fans."

"You haven't seen me in my old school LOD hat, circa 1992." Kaylie winked at him, "Anyway, one day my friends Jackie, Sara and Mary decided that they wanted to go check him out, see what he's made of, so we all hopped in our car and drove from New Jersey to Louisville. Yes, it was a long drive. Anyway, after the OVW show, all of us girls were craving Denny's so we went. As we walked in, there was Randy, John, Conway, Dinsmore, Basham and Danny. Randy recognized us from the show and invited us to join them."

"How did that go?"

"Shocked the hell out of us, that was for damn sure. They started to ask us what we thought of the show...blah blah blah. But after that, the boys were starting to get called up to do dark matches and stuff, so if it was in at least 8 hours driving distance, we went."

"So you stalked them?" Mark said jokingly.

"No wiseass, it's not stalking when they call you and tell you where they are staying."

"Whatever helps you sleep at night."

"Ok, so fast forward to 2004. Randy was traveling with Mark Jindrak. Mark and I hit it off right away. Same sense of humor, same taste in food, music. You name it, we had it in common. So naturally we started dating. I mean, serious dating. Towards the end, he was up in Jersey looking for houses near by so we didn't have to travel so much to see each other." She stopped to see Mark digesting alot of what she said. She's made it a point not to bring this relationship up, because she didn't want any of the guys (the ones that didn't know her) to get the wrong idea of her.

"Anyway, they were in Indy for the weekend, I don't remember if it was for a pay per view or what, but I called Cena to ask for tickets to the show cause I wanted to surprise Mark." Kaylie laughed bitterly, "I was the one that was surprise. I walk backstage to see him and Randy talking to a bunch of girls and I heard Mark say...and I quote, 'I don't care if I'm not single or not. Let me worry about that, I'm going to make you a happy woman'. Needless to say, I flipped out. I don't remember what happened or what was said, I just remember Randy pulling me off of him and Mark having a bloody nose. I punched Randy too, and stormed out. I haven't been backstage since then. I've hardly been to any shows since then. I packed up and moved halfway across the country just to get away from it all."

"So what was it that set you off today?" Mark tried to process everything. He was about ready to hunt down Jindrak and kill him with his bare hands. That thought freaked him out.

"We saw Dave and Rebecca together. I just don't want my friend to be treated

like I was treated and I just snapped. I threatened Dave bodily harm for crying out loud! I was just so angry."

"And hurt?"

"No, just angry, it just happened to come out of my eyes, instead of me decking someone. And that Rebecca chick was 2 seconds away from getting bitch slapped."

Mark laughed. "You're a scrapper."

"No, I just don't tolerate bull shit anymore. Too many people have walked all over me." Kaylie's stomach made itself known. Mark busted out laughing, and she turned bright pink.

"Shut up. You're hungry too."

"I am, but not as bad as you are apparently." Kaylie chucked a couch pillow at his head. "Hey now, you break it you buy it."

"So if break you, I have to buy you? Somehow I think I'm getting the short end of the stick with that one." Kaylie got hit in the head with the pillow that she just threw at him. "Excuse you! You don't know what you just started." Kaylie got up and nailed Mark right in the face with the pillow.

Mark grabbed Kaylie's wrist, pulled her close to him, causing her to drop the pillow.

"I hope you know, that I'm not him. I won't do that to you." Mark said with such sincerity.

"Promise?" Kaylie whispered, trying to keep her tears at bay.

Mark leaned in and lightly kissed her. "Promise."