Chapter 18

Later that night, I was sitting in my dressing room when the phone rang, I walked over and answered quizzically to find out who is was, "Hello?" A very familiar voice said, "Having fun with Mark Calloway?" I said, "Oh, hi Paul…" He said, "Jesus Christ Michelle, what are you doing with Mark?" I said, "Enjoying my life, something I've yet to do with you." Paul said, "We're separated…not divorced…I still love you…and I'm watching the pay-per-view and notice you kissed him like you kiss me…what the Hell is going on Chelle?"

I said, "Let me remind you of something before you go flying off the handle…you brought this on yourself, you left me…you filed for the separation, you took a leave of absence from the ring and from me…you did not me…I was perfectly content with standing by your side to help you and you didn't even try…you didn't even let me try to help you…you just bared down, got stubborn and took off…and then…then you waited for 3 months before even calling me to let me know you were still alive, and not yet ready to come back. What was I supposed to do…I sat here for 3 months in a deep depression because I was worried about my husband…because the other half of my heart was off somewhere traipsing around Connecticut trying to clear things up in his mind…The more I would talk with Mark the easier it got to tell him everything, we talked constantly…he helped me through a lot of tough times with trying to not worry about your sorry ass."

Paul sighed heavy and said, "Michelle, he's married to Sara still."

I said, "He's also separated from Sara…she left him for some doctor or lawyer, who cares…we both had a need for human contact, I craved to just have someone hold me Paul…and you wasn't there to do it…but guess what, Mark was…I couldn't have gotten through the bad times without him…I love Mark only because he knew exactly what I was going through…but I'm in love with you because you're my husband…just like he loves me for the things I've helped him through, but he's in love with Sara cause she's his wife…Maybe you and Sara should get together, it seems the both of you have your heads up your asses, cause you both left two people who you never realized was an important factor in your life until you saw the both us kiss tonight in the middle of that ring." 

I sighed and continued, "Sara called Mark as soon as we went back to the dressing room…She yelled and bitched just as much as I know you want to…but the thing is, I don't want to hear you yell and bitch about nothing, because after what you've put me through you have no say so over what I do with my life…Now, if you want to get your head out of your ass and get your shit together, you have a wife whose dying to be back in your arms and continue being in love with you and still wanting to have a family with you…if you can be man enough to handle it."

I hung up before Paul even had a chance to say anything, and called down to the front desk and told the receptionist to not send any more calls to my room from outside lines…and then I shut my cell phone off…

Mark came to my room later and we sat on the couch, him in the corner and me sitting on my knees about a foot away from him… Mark said, "So I guess were done huh?" I said, "Yea…I think we got exactly what we were both craving and needing at the time…and besides, if Sara wants you back, she can have you…you snore… {Mark laughed}…besides if she loves you even half of what I love Paul, then I guarantee she won't be wanting to leave you ever again, she won't want to take the risk of losing you to someone else, and her end up alone, and be forced to watch you love someone else. Cause watching someone you love, but who clearly doesn't love you but they love someone else, is the hardest thing to have to go through…Mark I'll always be grateful you came in my life when you did, and I realize things will probably be a little awkward on the tour for a while…but I think right now us being friends again is the best thing I can ask for, from you."

Mark said, "I should say I'll always be grateful to you, because you made me realize that no matter what happens with my marriage to Sara, if things don't work out with her there's always going to be someone else in my life who will care and will love me, even when she doesn't…" We sat there and hugged for a few minutes and kissed each others cheeks and then I got up to walk Mark to the door…

Mark stopped before walking out the door and said, "Oh yeah, by the way…if things don't work out between you and Paul or me and Sara…fuck 'em…you know where to find me." I smiled and said, "Thank you." Mark kissed my forehead and said, "No, thank you." And walked down the hall to his room. I closed the door and went to bed.