Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters from the WWF, or own any of them. The only characters I own are Barbara, Calie, Amy, and the names of the triplets. So, please do not sue me, because I am not making any money off this story. It is just for fun. Thank you Bingobaby.
The Person Who Changed My Life ForeverAs I sit in the passenger seat of our van on the way home from the hospital, I look over to my husband, Mark Callaway, who is driving us through the streets of Houston. I start to think back to how my life was not like this about a year and half ago. Well I guess I better start from the beginning.
Before my life was turned upside down, I was your typical college student, who looked like a model off a magazine. I had long light brown hair with red highlights, brown eyes, and tall and skinny as a pole. I was getting my degree in Early Childhood Education. I also was living with my parents in a small town outside of St. Louis and enjoying my life.
Well one day, I thought I met the person of my dreams, but I thought wrong. After we were dating for sometime, he talked me into giving up my career and traveling with him around the United States for his career and to live with him in his apartment in Boston. This person's name is Paul "Triple H" Levesque, who is one of the WWF top superstars. Even though I was happy with him, I always had this strange feeling we would never last.
Well, my feeling was right. I walked in on him kissing another women in his locker room. I was so devastated that I just ran out of the room crying my eyes out. I did not know whom to turn to. So, I went to the two people who became my friends from day one and would risk their lives for me.
Before I was about to knock on Mark "Taker" Callaway and Glen "Kane" Jacobs's locker room door, I started to cry again. Glen must have heard me crying, because he came to the door, pulled me inside, and asked me, "Barbara, what's wrong?"
When I was explaining to them what had happen, I just kept on crying because it hurt so much. They barely understood me, but it did finally come all out. After I finished telling them what had happen, I saw how red Mark was in the face with frustration towards Paul, because he never trusted Paul in the first place. Glen on the other hand was just holding me and trying to calm me down and reassure me that everything would be all right and that they would be there for me.
Mark got so mad that he had to leave the room, before doing something or saying something he might regret. I asked Glen, "Where is he going?"
Glen responded, "He is probably going to make sure that he will never hurt you again." I hope, Glen thought to himself.
All I could think about was what Mark was going to do to Paul. When he did come back into the room, he walked over to me and sat down. He then motion to Glen to leave us alone for a while. I asked him, "What did you do?"
He told me, "I took care of him and he will never hurt you again." I also told him, "That me or Glen will be back later to get your stuff out of his locker room and your hotel room later on tonight. Also that he should stay away from your apartment for the next couple of days until you are completely moved out of there."
I was so happy at the time that he would consider helping me out of situation with Paul, but then I let reality set in and thought about what I was going to do. I then asked him, "Where am I going to go? I have no money, no job, no car, and I clearly cannot go back to my parents. Not after the argument we got into about me moving in with Paul and leaving my career behind."
Mark said, "You will not have to move back with your parents, because I got plenty of room at my house in Houston, and I insist that you stay with me until you can get back on your feet."
I told him, "You do not have to put me up at your place, and I am clearly capable of finding a place to stay at."
He then insisted even more that I stay with him at his house and he would not take no for an answer. I told him, "Fine, but I insist on paying you back some how."
He then said, "Fine, but right now we need to talk to Vince to see if he can get me and you on a flight to Boston tonight. So, we can move you out tomorrow."
Therefore, we left his dressing room in search for Vince. When we found him, he was talking with one of the other crewmembers. We then went up to him and Mark, explained everything to him that had happen in the last hour, and then asked him, if he could get me and him on a flight to Boston tonight after the Raw taping.
Vince then said, "Sure, I think I can arrange something."
I then said, "I don't need a ticket to go to Boston, because Paul arranged for me to leave later tonight, because I was feeling a little tired of being on the road and I wanted to go home for awhile."
Vince then asked me, "Where is your plane ticket at?"
I then said, "Right here, why?" Then I reached into my purse and got the ticket out.
Vince the said, "Because I need it to switch your flight."
After I handed it to him, he asked me, "Are you going to be alright."
I said, "Yes, thanks to Mark, for giving me a place to stay until I find a job."
He then said, "Well, I might have a job for you if you are still interested in it. I know you have a passion on designing clothes and loved to work with computers. So, I think you could be one of our new designers for the some of the costumes and t-shirts for the Superstars. Also, I have talked with Shane and he loved your idea for a fanfiction section for WWF.com and wants to start it up."
I then told Vince, "Yes, I am very interested in working for your company, but would you mind me working out of Houston until I am able to save enough money to find my own place."
He then said, "Fine, just tell me when you want to meet with the designers and Shane to get everything started and your contract drawn up and signed."
I then said, "I will and thank you very much." Then I gave him a hug.
Vince then said, "I will take care of your flight change and get back to you later on tonight." Then he walked off.
After Vince left us, I turned to Mark and gave him a big hug; and said, "Thank you for helping me out as well with my mess with Paul." Mark then said, "You are not out of this mess yet. We still have to get you out of that apartment. But now that you have a job, you will still be able to stay with this federation family you love so much."
We then started to head back to his locker room, when I told him, "That while we are heading in this direction, I want to get my stuff out of Paul's room myself. That way I know I have everything of mine, but I would like for you to be there with me just incase he is there."
He then said, "Fine, lets go then." We then headed towards Paul's room.
When we came up to the locker room, we saw that the door was opened ajar. I knocked first, but got no response. Therefore, we went into the room and saw that most of my stuff was just thrown into a corner away from Paul's stuff. I also saw that my makeup case was open and everything that was in it was spread out on the table that I had it on earlier. I told Mark, "I just want to get this altogether and get out of here before he comes back."
He then said, "Fine, where is most of your stuff?"
I pointed to the corner it was in and to the table I had my case on. Then I hurried up as fast as I could to put everything back into my case. He then asked me, "Make sure you check that you have everything in your bags and then we can get out of here."
I said, "Fine," as I finished putting my things back into my case. I then walked over to my bags and check if I had everything. I knew there were a few items that were not in my bags, but were in Paul's. I went and got them out and was just zipping up his bag, when I heard him coming down the hallway and he did not sound to happy. So, I quickly zipped up his bag as he was walking into the room.
Paul asked me, "What are you doing in here?"
I then said, "That I am getting my things together so I can leave your sorry ass behind." Then I walked over to Mark and put the items that I had away. Next, I motioned to Mark that I was ready to go. He grabbed a few of my bags and I followed with the rest. Before I walked out of the room, I told Paul, "I hope your are fucking happy with who ever that bitch was." Then Mark and me walked towards his locker room with all my things in hands.
When we got back into his room, I dropped my things off into a corner and walked over to the couch on the verge of tears. Mark then put my things down and walked over to me and hugged me. He then said, "Everything will be alright, Barbara. You just have to get threw a few more hours and then you will be on your way to start a new life."
I then said, "Thank you. What would I do without you?"
He then said, "Hey, what are friends for. You know you can always count on me, because I will never hurt you like that."
A thought came to me, how were we going to move all my things from Boston to Houston. I then asked Mark, "How are we going to move my stuff?"
He then said, "Before while I was talking with Vince, I told him that we would probable need a van to move your stuff. So, he said he could probable arrange for one."
After he answered my question, I started to relax a little bit in his arms. I then eventually fell asleep and he just held me there until it was time he had to get ready for his match. When it was time for his match, he woke me up and asked me to go with him and watch his match from the gorilla position until he was done. I then nodded in acceptance. We then walked out of his room and headed toward the stage area.
After his match was done, and he came back to the gorilla position and told him he did great. Then Vince approached us and had our plane tickets in his hands. He told us, "There will be a limo waiting for you two to take you to the airport in about forty minutes, because I got you on a flight that leaves in about three hours."
I then said, "Thank you again Vince for doing this, because I know for sure you did not have to."
Vince then said, "Your welcome, and I'll talk to you later about the job offer once you get settled in your new place."
As soon as Vince left, Mark and I hurried back to his locker room. So, he could shower and change before we left for the airport. While Mark was showering, I was gathering up his stuff together and putting everything away.
Once he was showered and change and ready to leave, we gathered up all our stuff and headed out his locker room door and toward the exit of the arena. Before we were able to reach the door, Glen approached us and asked, "Where are you guys going off to?"
Mark told him, "We are headed off towards the airport to catch a flight to Boston. Then we are going to my house after we get all of Barbara's stuff out of her apartment. Why?"
Glen then said, "Well, the word is that you punched Paul defending Barbara in an argument that she had with Paul in his locker room earlier today."
I then told Glen, "He did not do such a thing. Yes, he was in Paul's locker room with me earlier, but only to help me with my belongings. The only thing that happened was me telling Paul off with a few good words that he thought were not in my vocabulary."
Mark then said, "The limo is waiting on us, so we better get going. Oh, Glen, if anybody asks where we are, just tell them we went strait to Houston, because Barbara does not want Paul knowing that I was serious about her moving out of their apartment. Ok."
Glen then said, "Sure. Good luck and I'll see in a couple of days." He then hugged me and shook Mark's hand.
