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A/N: This chapter has a lot of talking.
"I guess you have a lot of questions." Mark asked me. I looked up from my coffee cup which had been interesting since we'd sat down. "Yeah, I do." I said going back to my coffee cup.
"You know for me to answer your questions you have to ask them first." Mark said. I laughed a little swallowed the last of my coffee and started. "Alright, I want to know how you met Clare." I asked, I thought I'd start off with an easy question.
"It was 1 year before I joined the WWE, an old friend of mine was having a party so I went and there she was. We were both drunk; we both had a lot on or minds so we thought we could make each other happy. The next morning I woke up gave her my number and we both went our separate ways. 3 weeks later she called me and told me that she was pregnant." Mark said.
"And then what?" I asked.
"Well, I was shocked. I never thought something like that could happen. But I wasn't about to run away from it. I asked her to marry me it was the only thing I thought I could do. We never did get married; she went into labour before the wedding day so we were going to get married after you were born." Mark answered, taking a sip of his coffee.
"She died the same day I was born what happened." I asked getting serious, I had a pretty good idea what had happened but I wanted to here it from him.
"When the nurse gave you to her to hold she smiled and started to cry. She had been telling me weeks before you were born that her life was ruined. She told me that if I hadn't asked her to marry me. Then she didn't know what she would have done. The nurse got me to sign the birth certificate and then she left. I held you for awhile and then Clare asked me to go grab some ice for her. When I came back doctors were crowded around her there was blood everywhere and you were no where in sight. I ran away, I was scared I had just seen her dead lying there not moving. That was the last time I saw you or her." Mark finished, he didn't look upset he looked guilty.
"Why didn't you ever send me a letter, a phone call a note anything would have satisfied me. Do you have any idea what I grew up through, I sat there in my old poor children's home waiting for the day someone would come and take me to my dad. At Christmas they made us write letters to Santa, I bet you could never guess what I asked Santa for every year. You said you were scared, did you sit up every night scared of waking up and finding out that your Dad was dead and there was no one left for you. Sure people came wanting to foster me but I never let them I would do everything physically possible so they would leave me alone I didn't want to leave in case you came back for me. Did you ever want to look for me?" I asked crying now. he had ran away from me he didn't want me.
"Faith, of course I looked for you but they wouldn't give me out any information. Why are you getting upset, if your mother hadn't gone and killed herself you would know how I was and we'd be a family don't take out all your anger out on me." Mark said rasing his voice.
He sure could yell. I thought to myself. Had he just called Clare my mother? "Don't call her my mother; she was never a mother to me." I said staring Mark dead in the eye.
"Yet you call me Dad what sort of Dad was I to you." Mark said. "Well, you're here now aren't you?" I said.
I heard Mark sigh and he straightened up in his chair. "Faith, I still have no idea why you came looking for me, but if it was because you wanted me to be a dad to you then I'm sorry but I can't." Mark said.
My heart dropped right down into my shoes and kept on falling through the floor, I felt tears stinging my eyes yet I faked a little laugh and said. "Mark, I came here to have my questions answered not for you to be my father. Um thanks for answering my questions I'm just going to go now." I said walking away from the table the tears flowing down my face, I heard him call after me but I didn't stop.
I got out side the arena and was about to stop a taxi when my cell phone rang. I wiped the tears from my eyes and answered. "hello." I asked. "Faith, have I got news for you." It was James. "I just found that a certain someone signed for you to go into a children's home it even has a side note saying that he wanted all contact between you and him dropped, oh and if you haven't figured it out yet, his names rhymes with bark."
I hung up from James and walked back into the arena, I wasn't upset anymore I was pissed off he had lied to me. I saw him sitting at the same table he was now talking to two other guys.
He saw me coming towards him and he started to speak but I cut him off. "You lied to me; you said that you couldn't find out where I was but you knew all along of course you would have you were the one who left me in that hell hole. How could you be so heartless I thought you cared about me? Boy was I wrong, you wouldn't care if I jumped off a bridge." I was screaming now the tears had already returned. "Faith, please just calm down." Mark said touching my arm, I pulled away from him. "Don't you dare touch me!" I screamed running out of the cafeteria.
I ran and ran, I had no idea where I was going I just wanted to get away, he didn't want me. I felt someone grab me and pull me close to them, I thought it was Mark so I tried to pull away but then I heard. "Faith, calm down its John, just stop its okay." He said pulling me closer.
When I heard Johns voice I just fell into him I just wanted someone to turn back the clock and never have let me have come here.
All my life I wanted him to care for me but he never felt the same. I had dreamed that one day he would come and rescue me but he never wanted to see me again.
I pulled away from John when I heard Marks voice. "Mark, maybe now's not the greatest time.' I heard John say.
I looked at Mark, he had no emotion on his face, I kissed John on the cheek and walked away from both of them.
"Faith, wait please let me explain." I heard Mark yell out. I just ignored him I turned around and saw John holding Mark back.
I grabbed my bags and left the arena went straight to the airport and went home. It was a bad idea from the start to ever come here. I thought to myself as the plane took off and I started to erase everything that had happened from my memory.
"I guess you have a lot of questions." Mark asked me. I looked up from my coffee cup which had been interesting since we'd sat down. "Yeah, I do." I said going back to my coffee cup.
"You know for me to answer your questions you have to ask them first." Mark said. I laughed a little swallowed the last of my coffee and started. "Alright, I want to know how you met Clare." I asked, I thought I'd start off with an easy question.
"It was 1 year before I joined the WWE, an old friend of mine was having a party so I went and there she was. We were both drunk; we both had a lot on or minds so we thought we could make each other happy. The next morning I woke up gave her my number and we both went our separate ways. 3 weeks later she called me and told me that she was pregnant." Mark said.
"And then what?" I asked.
"Well, I was shocked. I never thought something like that could happen. But I wasn't about to run away from it. I asked her to marry me it was the only thing I thought I could do. We never did get married; she went into labour before the wedding day so we were going to get married after you were born." Mark answered, taking a sip of his coffee.
"She died the same day I was born what happened." I asked getting serious, I had a pretty good idea what had happened but I wanted to here it from him.
"When the nurse gave you to her to hold she smiled and started to cry. She had been telling me weeks before you were born that her life was ruined. She told me that if I hadn't asked her to marry me. Then she didn't know what she would have done. The nurse got me to sign the birth certificate and then she left. I held you for awhile and then Clare asked me to go grab some ice for her. When I came back doctors were crowded around her there was blood everywhere and you were no where in sight. I ran away, I was scared I had just seen her dead lying there not moving. That was the last time I saw you or her." Mark finished, he didn't look upset he looked guilty.
"Why didn't you ever send me a letter, a phone call a note anything would have satisfied me. Do you have any idea what I grew up through, I sat there in my old poor children's home waiting for the day someone would come and take me to my dad. At Christmas they made us write letters to Santa, I bet you could never guess what I asked Santa for every year. You said you were scared, did you sit up every night scared of waking up and finding out that your Dad was dead and there was no one left for you. Sure people came wanting to foster me but I never let them I would do everything physically possible so they would leave me alone I didn't want to leave in case you came back for me. Did you ever want to look for me?" I asked crying now. he had ran away from me he didn't want me.
"Faith, of course I looked for you but they wouldn't give me out any information. Why are you getting upset, if your mother hadn't gone and killed herself you would know how I was and we'd be a family don't take out all your anger out on me." Mark said rasing his voice.
He sure could yell. I thought to myself. Had he just called Clare my mother? "Don't call her my mother; she was never a mother to me." I said staring Mark dead in the eye.
"Yet you call me Dad what sort of Dad was I to you." Mark said. "Well, you're here now aren't you?" I said.
I heard Mark sigh and he straightened up in his chair. "Faith, I still have no idea why you came looking for me, but if it was because you wanted me to be a dad to you then I'm sorry but I can't." Mark said.
My heart dropped right down into my shoes and kept on falling through the floor, I felt tears stinging my eyes yet I faked a little laugh and said. "Mark, I came here to have my questions answered not for you to be my father. Um thanks for answering my questions I'm just going to go now." I said walking away from the table the tears flowing down my face, I heard him call after me but I didn't stop.
I got out side the arena and was about to stop a taxi when my cell phone rang. I wiped the tears from my eyes and answered. "hello." I asked. "Faith, have I got news for you." It was James. "I just found that a certain someone signed for you to go into a children's home it even has a side note saying that he wanted all contact between you and him dropped, oh and if you haven't figured it out yet, his names rhymes with bark."
I hung up from James and walked back into the arena, I wasn't upset anymore I was pissed off he had lied to me. I saw him sitting at the same table he was now talking to two other guys.
He saw me coming towards him and he started to speak but I cut him off. "You lied to me; you said that you couldn't find out where I was but you knew all along of course you would have you were the one who left me in that hell hole. How could you be so heartless I thought you cared about me? Boy was I wrong, you wouldn't care if I jumped off a bridge." I was screaming now the tears had already returned. "Faith, please just calm down." Mark said touching my arm, I pulled away from him. "Don't you dare touch me!" I screamed running out of the cafeteria.
I ran and ran, I had no idea where I was going I just wanted to get away, he didn't want me. I felt someone grab me and pull me close to them, I thought it was Mark so I tried to pull away but then I heard. "Faith, calm down its John, just stop its okay." He said pulling me closer.
When I heard Johns voice I just fell into him I just wanted someone to turn back the clock and never have let me have come here.
All my life I wanted him to care for me but he never felt the same. I had dreamed that one day he would come and rescue me but he never wanted to see me again.
I pulled away from John when I heard Marks voice. "Mark, maybe now's not the greatest time.' I heard John say.
I looked at Mark, he had no emotion on his face, I kissed John on the cheek and walked away from both of them.
"Faith, wait please let me explain." I heard Mark yell out. I just ignored him I turned around and saw John holding Mark back.
I grabbed my bags and left the arena went straight to the airport and went home. It was a bad idea from the start to ever come here. I thought to myself as the plane took off and I started to erase everything that had happened from my memory.