Title: When Reality Strikes
When I get out of the shower I wrap a towel around myself and step out of the bathroom. I find my clothes laid out on the bed and notice Mark isn't in the room so I decide to try and hurry getting dressed. I don't think I have the energy to walk all the way back to the bathroom. I manage to get on my panties and bra. I sit on the bed and try to wiggle my jogging pants on. I can't believe how weak I feel. I get my pants on and lay back on the bed. I need to close my eyes for a just a minute.
When I hear the door slam I open my eyes and realize I had fallen asleep. I sit up and see Mark staring at me. "I went to get you some medicine and some breakfast. Are you ok?" I notice he isn't staring at my face and that's when I realize I don't have a shirt on. I reach for my tank top and pull it on. I look back up at Mark and he is still staring. "Do you have x-ray vision because if you don't then stop looking at me." I start to cough and curl up into a ball on the bed. A minute later Mark is holding a little cup of medicine in my face. "Take this so we can get going. We're behind schedule already." I take the cup and swallow the medicine. I make a disgusted face at the gross taste.
I realize Mark said we're behind schedule so I get up so we can leave. I get dizzy again but when he reaches out to me I put my hand up to stop him. "I'm fine let's go." By now my voice comes out barely above a whisper. We go down to the car and I climb into the passengers seat. Mark gets in and throws the bag with my breakfast at me. "Here eat this, you're paid to do a job so I need for you to be well enough to do it." I open the bag and take a bite of the muffin. "And here I was thinking that you were concerned about me. Thank you for clearing that up for me." Instead of saying anything to me Mark just grabs onto the steering wheel a little tighter.
An hour into the trip my eyes start to close and I shake my head to stay awake. Mark looks over at me. "You weren't thinking about falling asleep on me now were you?" I cross my arms over my chest. "No I know the rules. Everyone in the car must stay awake. Now could you please focus on the road instead of me?" Mark turns back to the road and I do my best to stay awake.
By hour five in the car I want to cry because I am so miserable. I try to hold in my coughs because Mark glares at me when I do it and I really don't feel up to fighting with him. It's getting harder and harder to breathe and all I want to do is sleep for a few hours. When I see the sign for the next city I silently thank god since the trip will be over soon. As soon as we get to the hotel I am sleeping till its time for the show. When we pull into the parking lot of the arena I look over at Mark. "I want to work out for awhile and this arena has a great gym. Besides you need to pick up my new schedule or have you forgotten your duties all ready?" I open the door and climb out. Mark walks ahead of me to the building and I slowly follow behind.
When we get inside Mark tells me he's off to the gym so I head down to the McMahon's office to pick up Mark's schedule. When I knock Vince tells me to come in. "Hi Erica, What can I do for you?" I start to cough and look at Vince. "Sorry about that. I've come to get Mark's schedule." Vince looks at me for a second. "Didn't he tell you he picked up his schedule last night at RAW? He said he was going to give it to you. You don't look too good are you ok?" That little bastard had his schedule all along. "I think I'm coming down with something but it won't get in the way of my job. I guess it slipped my mind Mark had gotten his schedule. I will see you later." I walk out before Vince can say anything else to me.
Once I get back to Mark's locker room I collapse on the couch. I get up and walk into the bathroom to put a wet washcloth on my head. I feel like I'm burning up. When I hear the door open to the locker room I walk back in and see Mark. "Why didn't you tell me you had your schedule all along?" He walks over to sit on the couch. "Oh I guess that little bit of information slipped my mind. Anyway I made a few notes on my schedule and I need for you to change some things around." Mark reaches down into his bag and pulls out his schedule and hands it to me. I snatch it out of his hand and go to grab my bag so I can start making calls. Before I can walk out of the room Mark calls me back to him and reaches down into his bag again.
He pulls out two pairs of his pants. "I need for you to run down to wardrobe and have them fix these and to see if they have my new shirts yet." I take his pants and go to walk back out. Before I go I turn back to him. "Is that all?" Mark lies back on the couch. "Yeah that should be all for now. Now if you don't mind shutting the door on your way out I want to take a nap before the show." I'm the one that's sick and he gets to sleep. When I walk out I make sure to slam the door as hard as I can. On my way down to wardrobe I run into Trish. When she sees me she tells me I look like hell. "Gee thanks a lot. Now I really have high self-esteem." She shakes her head at me and puts her hand on my forehead. "Damn it Erica you're burning up. You need to go to a doctor." I tell her I can't go. "I have a job to do and I put that first. His highness has a few chores for me so I need to get them done. After that maybe I will head down to the trainers office. But thank you for your concern. It's nice to know someone cares."
After I finish with wardrobe I walk over to the catering table to get myself a bottle of water. My throat feels so dry. I get so frustrated when I don't even have the strength to twist the top off. "Need some help with that?" I look up and see Glenn. I hand over the bottle and he easily opens it and hands it back. "Are you ok? You don't look so good." Glenn feels my forehead just like Trish and when he feels it he snatches his hand back. "Your hot as hell. Come on I'm taking you to the trainers office." Glenn grabs my arm and starts to guide me down the hallway. "Glenn I can't go yet I have calls to make for Mark. I promise when I'm done I will go." Glenn starts arguing with me and says I can do all of that after I talk with the doctor. As I open my mouth to tell him no I feel myself losing consciousness and before I know it all I see is darkness.