Chapter 9
We were sitting there talking when Mark walked in from his match, he looked fairly pissed off, and I wasn't about to start anything so I just sat there quiet, and he said, "What the hell are those two doing in here??" Glenn said, "Easy, they just came to talk with me and Lisa."
Mark said, "Well here's a little bulletin, if I catch either of you in my dressing room again, you can rest assure that I won't be out of character when I bet your asses down the hall and back. By the way…" He came over and stood with his face next to mine and said, "Apparently your old man can't stand you either, cause he backed out of his match with you tonight, so they signed me up for the task, if you fuck up once, I'll choke slam you so hard you'll wish you were in hell."
I stood up and said, "Mark, why do you have to be such a bully to everyone? Just because you know you can intimidate the hell out of me and Trish and every other female wrestler here, doesn't mean you should abuse your power. If that's why you got into wrestling, then you're in the wrong business. Because I think it's bullshit…big fuckin deal that Trish and I got drunk and pulled a joke…a god damn joke on you and Glenn…seems to me Glenn is the bigger man, since he can forgive people, especially when it happened 2 fuckin years ago."
I scoffed and said, "Man get over yourself, cause you may intimidate me in my mind, but guess what, that's the only place, cause you'll never be a big enough man to intimidate me heart, body or soul…and the next time I hear you talk shit about my husband, it's on…I don't care if you can beat me, I don't care if you can kill me with one punch, at least I have the guts to stand my ground, and tell you exactly what I think of you. Something that no one else seems to have balls big enough for."
Mark backed me into the corner of the room, and Trish ran over and stood between us, and she said, "You wouldn't dare hit a pregnant woman." Glenn came over and put his hand on Marks chest and said, "Ease up Mark." Mark said, "Get them out of my sight in 3 seconds or their both gonna need a ticket back from China when I kick them there."
We left and I got ready for the match…our match was the last one of the program, we were standing behind the curtain, and I felt a pain in my lower abdomen, and said, "Ouch." And grabbed Marks arm. Mark swung around and I jerked away…Glenn said, "Are you okay?" I said, "Yea, just a small pain…I'll be fine." Right before we walked out Mark said, "Remember what I said no fuck ups." I said, "Go piss up a rope asshole." And with that we walked out and down to the ring… the whole match was set up to where Kane would give undertaker the choke slam, and win the match, but Mark knew exactly what he was doing, Glenn's hair got in his face and Mark pushed me over and by the time Glenn choke slammed me, it was too late the damage had been done…
As soon as the camera turned off, Glenn yanked his mask off and said, "Holy shit…Michelle I'm so sorry, are you okay?" I had heard like an inner pop and said, "No I don't think so…" I rolled over on my side and tried to stand up and couldn't…the pain in my abdomen had come back and it hurt so fiercely I couldn't move, I laid on my side and cried…I looked down and I was bleeding. Lisa freaked and ran to the back to get the EMT's. I was starting to get lethargic and some what unresponsive…
Glenn got in Marks face and said, "I can't believe you fucking did that to her…" Mark said, "Ah, she'll live." Glenn said, "Look! She's bleeding you ass…she's pregnant…why do you think we had it set up for you to take the slam?" Mark's face dropped and he said, "Pregnant? Why didn't anyone tell me?"
Glenn said, "You know, people might be just a little more inclined to tell you shit, if you didn't act so dominating towards them. You don't have to be "The Undertaker" 24 hours a day, 7 days a week. I'm serious man you have a serious attitude problem, and I really wish you'd fix it or just get over it…I know Sara left you and I know she left you for some doctor in New York, but man, you have got to stop taking it out on the people who see you 250 days a year…you have to stop taking it out on your friends…which every person you work with and travel with 250 days a year are your friends…including Michelle and Trish, you need to get over what they did, it was a joke, nothing more...nothing less."
Mark got in the ring and I was fighting to keep my eyes open and I could barely hear their voices…Mark picked me up and Glenn got out of the ring and Mark handed me over the ropes to Glenn and they walked with me into the back and met the EMT's half way.
The EMT's took me to the emergency room immediately. Glenn, Mark and Lisa showered and then took off to the hospital to see what had happened to me. Mark and Trish were already on their way…In the midst of all of this, everyone forgot to call Paul.