Chapter 20:
With Undertaker
"Mark." The way his name drifted from her lips sounded like a prayer to him. It brought back memories, memories of a time where she would say his name like that whenever she'd see him. It brought back memories of a time where he had been her world, and she had been his.
"My God." His voice sounded soft and reverent to his own ears. "It's really you isn't it?"
"Yes." Her emerald eyes, ones he had gotten lost in many times during their relationship, seemed to cloud over with emotion. "It's me."
"You're here." He shook his head slowly in bewilderment. "And you're healthy?"
She nodded. "I've been in remission for almost a year. I rejoined RAW three months ago." She explained. "I see your back to your whole Ministry of Darkness theme."
It was true, he mused silently. His hair had grown out and rather than being the reddish color she had preferred, it was dyed pitch black. He no longer rode motorcycles to the ring, wore bandanas and gave people Last Rides, now he was handing out Tombstones and sending people to Hell, like he had before she had come into his life.
"It seemed time to revive it." He shrugged casually. "I'm really glad to see that you're okay. I worried about you a lot over the past few years."
A slight smile curved the corners of her mouth upwards. "I'm fine, really. I'm back to kicking ass and taking names, raising hell. What's new in your life?"
"A lot of things, since I've last seen you anyways, least of which being back to darkness." He shifted uncomfortably, being brought back to the present and reminded of his wife Sara and his two daughters.
Her answering expression was compassionate and kind. "Yes, I heard about that. Congratulations are in order. I bet your daughters are beautiful."
He could only mumble a faint thank you in response. He loved his daughters more than anything, he truly did. He loved Sara too, she had become a part of him over the years they had been together that it seemed only natural that he marry her to make their lives together official. But, there was another part of him that his wife could never touch. A part of him that only held regret, regret for what could have been.
He would always hate himself for cheating on her. It was bad enough that he had broken her heart into a million pieces and left her alone to face her cancer, but he had lost out on one hell of a woman. She was as classy as they came, with a passion that most people could never match. The year they had together had been a revelation for him. With her at his side, he was able to walk in the light, be a version of himself that he'd always respect and wish he could be again.
Oh, he liked himself and his life now. He had a beautiful, devoted wife and two gorgeous daughters that meant the world to him.
But still, a part of him would always regret losing out on Soraya Yvonne O'Toole.
The Next Morning
"You're kidding?" Lita glanced at the Pittsburgh blonde, over the bagel she had just coated with a thin layer of cream cheese. "But I thought you and Jericho were going to be like this epic couple."
Soraya shrugged. "Not so much. There was no chemistry left the moment I kissed him. Besides, I don't need to jump right into something else right after breaking up with Maven. I hurt his feelings and don't want to do it anymore than I have to. He's such a good guy."
Lita nodded her agreement. "Yeah, I mean, since I was on the Jericho bandwagon for so long, I never gave the thought of you and Maven as a couple a chance. But, he was definitely a change from your usual type."
Soraya smiled sardonically. "One that should have worked out perfectly, but no, I seem to need a guy with an edge to get my blood pumping. I just hope he doesn't hate me after this."
"He can't hate you." Lita assured her. "You didn't do anything wrong. You gave him a chance and got to know him. Once you realized that he wasn't quite the guy for you, you decided not to lead him on, sounds to me like you did everything right."
"He should be the guy for me though." Soraya rolled her eyes and took a sip of her coffee. "I mean, what's wrong with me? Am I brain damaged? He's very nice to look at; he's sweet, funny and attentive. We all thought chivalry was dead, but not with him. Yet, I want cheating assholes like Billy and Mark. I'm brain sick!"
"No." Lita shook her head. "You want someone with a little rougher around the edges tendency. Maven's a sweetheart yes, but you need someone a little more rugged and there's nothing wrong with that."
"I'm just going to give up on trying to find a guy." Soraya placed her mug back down on the table. "Too much hassle."
"Shawn Michaels is irritating this morning." Jessica McMahon complained, returning to her seat from the buffet line. "The little creep stole the last blueberry scone right from underneath my hand and then shoved it in his mouth. I wanted to kick him in the shin!"
"In the shin?" Lita snorted on her laughter.
"Just so it hurts a little." Jess explained, giving her friend an obvious look. "You can't actually kick Shawn to inflict harm. That's like kicking a puppy or dropping a baby, not good."
"Interesting comparison, Jess." Soraya commented, tearing off a shred of her cranberry muffin to chew on.
The Rebel McMahon waved it off disinterestedly. "So what did I miss? Any good Mark gossip from last night?"
Soraya smiled. "Actually, it wasn't as bad as I thought it was going to be. I mean, it still hurts a little, but it's tolerable. It's about time I finally got to the whole moving on part of my life."
"Good for you, Raya." Lita nodded in satisfaction. "You can do so much better anyway."
Later that Afternoon
Dragging his over-night bag over his shoulder, Randy entered the elevator that would take him down to the lobby so he could travel with the rest of Evolution to the next city. After irritating the hell out of Dave and Soraya yesterday and getting laid by some hot brunette last night, the Legend Killer was in a very good mood.
It only brightened once he realized who the other occupant in the elevator was. "Sucks to be you, huh?" He commented with a smirk on his face.
Maven shot him an exasperated glare. "What's that supposed to mean, Orton?"
"Soraya O'Toole dumped you, that's got to make you feel like crap." Randy bit back a mocking chuckle. "Says a lot about you though man, a lot."
"You know nothing about my relationship with Soraya, Orton, so I suggest you shut your mouth." Maven grit his teeth and trained his hardened gaze straight ahead.
"Former relationship, Maven." Randy reminded him. "You're going to have to get used to the past tense now. Why is that anyway?"
"Apparently, I'm too nice and good for her." Maven muttered, his expression shifting to one of hurt for a moment, before it returned to his angry mask.
"Oh, so basically she thinks you're too much a sissy for her and she's going to find someone with a little more balls." Randy shrugged. "Damn, it really does suck to be you right now."
"Fuck off, Orton." Maven's fists clenched.
"Hit a nerve didn't I?" Randy nodded in satisfaction. "It's because you know I'm right. Maybe you should up your game, act more like a guy than Prince Fucking Charming. She's the ex-girlfriend of the Undertaker for God's sake Maven! She's not the type that's into wine and roses, she's a whiskey girl."
"All you do is sleep around, Orton. What do you know about it?" Maven snapped.
"I'm not an idiot, Maven, that's what." Randy shrugged as the doors opened. "Hope I don't catch you later."
Triumphant, Randy crossed the lobby to where Dave, Ric and Hunter were waiting for him, so they could take the limo to the next location.
A/N: Finals are done guys, so I'm trying to be super updater right now. And can I just that, that I'm finally glad to be shouting, THE CHAMP IS HERE! Again. Weird, as long as Dave gets a real title reign soon I'm happy Cena's got the belt.
Ha, Randy can be such an asshole lol. Poor Maven, first he gets dumped and then he gets taunted about it. But don't worry folks, our Tough Enough Champ won't be down for long. Hope you enjoyed Soraya and Mark's first interaction since her return. It'll get a little bumpier later on when she sees him with Sara and his daughters at a PPV.
Up next, Dave has news for Soraya that has a very interesting result.
Dreamin'BIG: Thank you. I hope her confrontation with Mark was worth the wait.
XinnLajgin: Well, not Jerry Springer just yet lol. The next time they meet will be more angsty just cause evil Sara and his daughters will be a trigger.
Shiroi Moon: haha…where's my update! I'm anxious here girl! I want to know what happens with Punk and Leslie!
QueenxOFxHearts: Thank you. I'm really glad you enjoy it. I hope you continue to enjoy reading it as we go on from here.
Edward's Josie Black: It did end rather abruptly. Because if Trish hadn't interfered it might have been Soraya who Mark married and had her name tattooed on his neck :D There will be more Soraya/Mark moments in the future.
SBMFanatic: Thank you. I hope this was worth the wait.
Sideways Anger: Haha I don't think any straight female in her right mind wouldn't enjoy waking up to a half naked Randy first thing, but he's made Soraya's life miserable, so she can't stand him lol. I'm glad I caught you by surprise with Mark, it was my intention. :D
Jewelgirl04: Haha this is true. You've tricked me many times before as well. So we're even I guess lol.
Kennedy's Friday Night Delight: You're very lucky. And I definitely agree, I would not mind waking up to Randy in any shape or form.
Purplefeather21: I'm glad I made your night, happy to be of service. Yes, Dave does feel bad. We all know he's a good guy underneath all the Evolution façade. His slogan was even good guys do bad things. And yes, for most of us, waking up to Randy would be godsend rather than hell. I hope this satisfied your curiosity.
LindseyRedfield: Don't worry, the truth will come out very soon. Haha didn't you know by now, cliffie's are my specialty ;)
I luv Drama and Jeff Hardy: Yes Randy does have a right to brag, he had an eight pack tonight, holy jesus! And I don't think there are many out there as daring as our lovely Jeffrey.