Warning: Rachel may be in some serious trouble after this capture…

Attempt #2

A week had passed before Mark was ever able to fully trust me again. He was right not to…because I was already thinking of ways I could escape him. I soon developed a liking for this game; after all…I did get a chance to physically hurt him.

"Why are we doing this again?" I asked as he tied me down to a chair.

He sighed, "The camera crew will be here tonight and they are going to tape you being strapped in this chair."

I gasped when he ruffled my hair with his hands and then kissed my forehead. "What was that for?"

He smiled slyly, "I can't help it…you're so beautiful."

I blushed at the remark, "Thank you, but I didn't mean the kiss…"

"Oh…well I want your brother and your friends to think that you've been going through a whole lot of hell the entire time you've been here. It would look better if you actually looked that way."

I nodded going along with the plan. "Where will you be at?"

"I have to go to the show. Your punk of a friend invited me remember?" he said.

I looked down at myself, "Wait a sec, so you're going to leave me in this chair until you get back?"

He smirked, "It's a good way to keep that ass of yours in this house."

"What the hell Mark!" I shrieked.

He laughed, "Don't worry; the show is downtown from here. When I finish my segment I'll come back and release you."

I sighed and then jumped when the doorbell rang.

"That must be the camera crew." He said as he turned to answer the front door. "You be a good little girl while I'm gone you hear?"

I rolled my eyes and then told him to go fuck himself in Spanish.

"Mm, I love it when you talk dirty in your native tongue. It's really sexy kitten."

I watched him leave through partially evil eyes. I needed to get out of this place and fast. When the camera crew came in and set things up for me I nicely asked If one of them could untie me whenever they were done.

"I'm sorry ma'am but Mr. Calaway asked us not to do that." He said.

I giggled, "He only said that to torture me. Come on you guys don't think he would actually tell you to keep me here for two hours do you?"

They looked at each other and then agreed with me. Perfect.

When Raw came on, Dwayne was the first one out to the ring. He waited for all the cheering to go down before he spoke into the mic.

"Undertaker, I know you're here so get your dead carcass ass out here right now and face me!"

That was my cue, I immediately started up the fake tears and sobbing. My video appeared on the titantron before The Undertaker appeared in the ring behind Rocky. He looked so good in his long black trench coat and cowboy hat.

"Listen here boy…if you want her back in one piece…you'll have to fight me for her." The Undertaker said darkly.

Rocky turned around and looked at him dead in the eye, "I'll do more than fight for her deadman, I'll give you my very soul for that girl."

"Rocky don't!" I cried, "Please he's going to destroy you…all of you!"

The Undertaker laughed, "You might want to take her advice, otherwise you will Rest…In…Peace…"

Once the camera cut off from me, the camera men quickly untied me. I then ran up to my room and put on an all black jump suit. I then went to his room and threw some bleach all over the place and wrote some pretty mean words all over the walls. Last, I went through his drawer and found some keys to all his motorbikes. "This guy wants to fuck with me…well think again." I said as I dropped the keys into the toilet and flushed them. They ended up clogging the toilet and overflowing the floor with water. I giggled at the mess before heading out the door behind the crew. I knew if he caught me I was going to catch the worst ass whooping of my life but I wasn't about to let that happen…not this time.

"Hey I'm sorry to bother you guys again, but I was wondering if you could take me with you to the arena? I really need to see my friends." I asked them.

They once again looked at each other, "We aren't sure if we can do that Miss…."

"Gutierrez" I said.

Their faces suddenly lit up, "Oh you're the GM or Raw! Yes of course we can get you to the arena."

I smiled and quickly hopped into the van. As we rode away from Mark's ranch, I saw him ride past us in his black pick-up truck. I smiled wickedly and then relaxed thinking that I had gotten away from him. Once we pulled up in the parking lot of the arena I quickly tried to find a way in only to find security at every door. That's when I remembered that I didn't have my GM pass to get me in. Fuck.

I sighed and went in through the regular entrance that the fans came through. I walked around until I found a bathroom, where I hid myself until I could think of what to do next. Gosh I couldn't believe that I had forgotten my pass! That would have sent me straight to Steph and the others. After waiting for a few minutes I had heard some commotion out in the hallway. I went to the entrance of the bathroom and listened carefully.

"I know you guys know where she is so tell me!"

Fuck my life…Mark had followed me here already and by the sound of it…he was very pissed off.

"We are sorry sir, but she told us that it was alright to bring her here…after all she is the GM of Raw," one of the camera men said.

Mark growled in frustration and then I heard a guy yell and a thud followed his scream.

"Have you guys been paying attention to the storyline at all? I'm supposed to have her in my possession and now she's gone!" Mark yelled before throwing a trashcan. "You guys better hope I find her…or you'll all Rest In Peace!"

At this point I knew I needed to stay hidden. Mark wasn't messing around and I wasn't about to get run over with his fury…even though I caused it.