Title: When Reality Strikes
I open the envelope and a letter falls into my lap. I quickly read over the letter from Vince and after I'm through I'm immediately picking up the phone. I demand Vince's secretary put me through. As soon as I hear his voice I flip out. "What is this bullshit Mr. McMahon? I just got through reading your letter and if I read it correctly the reason you let me go was because Mark was worried about my health and didn't want me on the road till I was better. Please tell me I misunderstood." I only hear Vince breathing on the other end of the phone. "Erica you did read the letter correctly but if you will let me explain it may make a little more sense." I tell him it better be good and lean back on the couch.
"When Mark had to take you to the hospital he called me very concerned about your health. He told me you were too dedicated and that you were going to work yourself to death. He asked me to let you out of your contract and to send you home to recuperate. Then when an appropriate amount of time had elapsed I was to hire you back. Erica I want you to believe me it was very hard to let you go but Mark had a point about your health. You sort of remind me of myself. I put my job ahead of me and at my age it's starting to catch up to me. He really did have your best interest at heart. As for the past two weeks I tried to get him a temporary assistant and so far we've gone through three. The first girl he had in tears within the first hour and the rest didn't last much longer. Honey you're the best and the WWE always wants the best. Are you ready to come back to work?"
"Mr. McMahon I am trying to stay calm here but I've finding it very hard. My health is my business. I was getting my job done and that's all that should have mattered. I don't care if Mark is considered the big dog in the yard or not it should have been my call. I enjoyed very much working for your company but I don't know if I can come back." Vince sighs on the other end of the phone. "Erica I am willing to give you a bonus. I don't have the time to keep interviewing assistants for Mark. You're the only one who could handle him. I will do whatever it takes to get you back, name your price." Well I finally have him where I want him. "Ok you can keep your bonus what I want is for Mark to personally call me to tell me he can't manage his life without me and for him to say that he was wrong." I pull the phone away from my ear when Vince starts to laugh. "Oh that was very funny Erica. Now really tell me what you want." Now I'm more determined then ever to get what I want. "Those are my terms Mr. McMahon them or leave them. Goodbye." I hang up the phone before he can respond.
I quickly pick up the phone again to call Glenn. As soon as he picks up I start babbling. "Glenn did you know the real reason Mark made Vince let me go? And why didn't you tell me he made his last three assistants cry? Vince offered me my job back but I told him I wouldn't take it until Mark called to tell me he was wrong." Glenn tells me to calm down. "First off I don't know the reason you were let go. I didn't tell you about the assistants because I didn't think you would care. And as for Vince offering you your job back your ass should be on the next plane out here. Once you get here I'll make Mark apologize."
"No can do Glenn. Mark has to call me himself and not because you've physically threatened him. As for the reason I was let go I think you should go ask Mark why and be sure to tell him I know the real truth. I will talk to you later ok?" We say our goodbyes and I lay back on the couch to think. There's no way in hell Mark is going to call so tomorrow my job search starts.
Over the next three days I go on a few interviews but nothing seems to pan out. When the doorbell rings I run to answer it assuming its Amber. I swing the door open and shock registers on my face. "Now darlin close your mouth. I'm here to drag your ass back to work." I shut my mouth and glare at Mark. I put my hands on my hips and start tapping my foot. "I'm waiting?" Mark glares right back at me. "Oh I know what you're waiting for. Vince told me all about it but you can keep on waiting. Now go pack because I'm taking you back to work." I go to slam the door in his face but he puts his hand out to stop me. "Erica I'm losing my patience with you." I laugh at him. "Losing your patience with me? Well buddy I lost my patience with you a long time ago. Now if you don't have anything else to say to me then you can leave."
"I said I'm taking you back to work." By now Mark and I are having a shoving contest with the door and I'm losing. I put my shoulder on the door and shove it with all of my might. "The only way you are taking me back to work is over my dead body." Mark shoves the door and I stumble back into the house. He follows me in and slams the door. He cracks his knuckles and looks at me. " Don't worry darlin that can be arranged." I start backing up and realize I think I've finally pushed him over the edge.