Title: When Reality Strikes
When I wake up I groan and try to roll over onto my side. "Erica try not to move around too much." I blink a few times to get my vision into focus. When I do I see the WWE's trainer Dr. Johnson standing next to me. "What happened?" He shines a light in my eyes and when he's done he helps me sit up. "According to Glenn he was trying to get you to come down here and when you started to argue you fainted. He carried you down here and I've checked you over. Your have a fever of 103 and I can hear some congestion in your lungs. You have a very bad cold and if you don't take care of it then it can turn into pneumonia. You need to be put on bed rest." I start shaking my head and go to get up. "I'm sorry Dr. but I have a job to do. I will rest tonight at the hotel."
"Erica if you insist on working today then at least try to take it easy and try to fit in a nap sometime today ok?" Before I leave Dr. Johnson hands me some pills and tells me to take one every four hours. I promise I will and I leave. Glenn is leaning against the wall when I walk out. "So what's the verdict?" I start walking down the hallway back towards Mark's locker room. "The good doctor wanted to put me on bed rest but I told him I have a job to do. I did promise I would take a nap sometime today but with all of the stuff Mark has me doing I doubt I will be able too." Glenn holds the door open for me as we walk into the locker room.
When Mark sees me he walks over to me and checks me over with his eyes. "Are you ok?" Instead of answering him I walk past him and go to get my bag. Glenn must have of brought it back here after I passed out. "I'm talking to you Erica." I pull out his schedule and sit down to start making some calls. As I start to dial the first number Mark grabs my phone and throws it against the wall. I look at him and see he is seething with anger. "Don't ignore me when I'm talking to you." I take out my notebook and make a note to get a new cell phone. I get up with the full intention of going to Stephanie's office and asking if I can use her phone to do my business but Mark gets in my way. "You're not leaving this room till you talk to me." I try to shove past Mark but I'm too weak and I start to cough. Right before I collapse again Glenn rushes over and picks me up. He places me on the couch and turns to Mark.
"What the hell is your problem? Can't you see that she's sick? The doctor told her to get on bed rest but she said she had a job to do. And instead of trying to be nice to her you act like a total asshole. I can't believe I call you my best friend." Mark charges at Glenn and shoves him. "Isn't that sweet? You're sticking up for your little girlfriend." Glenn gets up off of the floor and runs at Mark slamming his shoulder into his stomach. The force of the blow sends both men to the floor. They start rolling around and idiot me decides to try and stop them. Glenn is on top of Mark and I jump on Glenn's back to trying pull him off of Mark. Mark picks that moment to shove Glenn with all of his strength, which sends Glenn off of Mark and on top of me. Glenn's elbow connects with my chest and I curl up into the fetal position.
I start coughing so hard I think I may faint again. Glenn hovers over me apologizing up and down when Mark shoves him out of the way. I whimper when Mark picks me up and carries me out of the room. On the way out he grabs my bag and my pills. As he carries me down the hallway I'm too weak to fight with him or question him on where he is taking me. When Mark takes me out to the car and drops me in the front seat I try to climb back out but Mark gets in the drivers seat and reaches over to fasten my seat belt. As he pulls out of the parking lot he looks over at me. "Unless you are going to jump out of this car while it's moving I suggest you sit back and enjoy the ride." I cross my arms over my chest and sulk.
When we get to the hotel Mark leaves me in the car and rushes inside. He returns a few minutes later with the keys and picks me up out of the car. "I thought we had this talk already? I don't need you carrying me." Mark chooses to ignore me and once again carries me across another lobby. Once we reach our floor Mark walks down the hall till he finds the room. He opens the door and drops me on the bed. He points a finger at me and tells me not to move. Little does he know I'm too damn tired to go anywhere. A few minutes later he comes back into the room with my bags. When he opens my luggage I open my mouth to yell at him but he just fixes me with a glare and goes back to what he was doing.
He pulls out a t-shirt and comes over to me. As he starts to strip my clothes off of me again I lift my eyebrow and look at him. "This seems to be becoming a habit for you. Having fun yet?" Instead of answering me Mark pulls the t-shirt over my head. He puts his hands on either side of me and looks in my eyes. "Honey when it comes to woman and clothes the only time I'm having fun is when I'm taking their clothes off. You're the first woman I've ever put clothes on." I scramble away from him and try to get off the bed on the other side. Mark grabs my leg and pulls me back to him. "You are staying in bed for the rest of today. The doctor wants you in bed and so do I." I laugh and look at him to see if he's realized his slip. Judging by the shade of his cheeks I think he has. "Shut up Erica you know what I meant." He walks into the bathroom and comes out with a glass of water for me. I take my pill and Mark pulls the covers back and I climb under them.
He tucks me in and I bite my tongue from making a rude comment. Instead I decide to just sit there and enjoy him taking care of me. It's been so long since someone took time out of their life to do something for me. As my eyes start to close I realize later on I am going to have to thank him for this and also have a talk with him about the fight with Glenn. When I feel a kiss on my forehead I open my eyes but he's gone. I must be imaging things; this medicine must be strong as hell.
Later on when I wake up I look over at the nightstand and see a new more expensive cell phone on top of it with a note attached to a red rose. I open it and read through it. Apparently Mark has given me strict orders to say in bed until he returns tonight. I start to laugh and then stop myself. What does he mean till he returns tonight? I lean up and look in the corner that's when I notice his bags in the corner of the room. I decide to make a quick call down to the front desk and they inform me Mr. Callaway cancelled one of the two rooms. He also left orders that if I called downstairs for anything that the hotel was to bring it to me immediately. I hang up and lay back in bed twirling the rose through my fingers. Hmm maybe he cares after all.