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Title: When Reality Strikes
My gaze slides over to Mark. "Girlfriend huh? I didn't realize Mark was seeing anyone." Tiffany wraps her arm around his waist; a move that blatantly says he's mine. "Well why would he? You're just the hired help. He doesn't have to answer to you." I would love to smack the smirk off of her face but I keep it together. I guess Mark isn't as dumb as he looks because he can see how pissed I'm getting and sends Tiffany off to get something to eat. Once she's gone he takes a step towards me. "Don't you dare come near me. You have some nerve kissing me when you have a girlfriend. Just when I started to believe you weren't such an asshole after all and that maybe we could be friends you pull a stunt like this."
"Erica it's not what you think. Tiffany isn't my girlfriend. Yeah I've been sleeping with her but she's not my girlfriend. You have to believe me." I can't see past the hurt right now. "Well like she said I'm just the hired help so who cares what I think?" When I start to feel tears prick my eyes I turn away. Mark puts his hand on my shoulder and I step away from his touch. "You know you're not just hired help to me. Don't believe anything she said to you." I summon up all of the strength I have and turn to him. "So are you telling me you didn't tell her I was a bitch?" Mark starts to rub the back of his neck and starts to pace. "Ok maybe I did say you were a bitch but.."
"And we can't forget the part about me being ugly. Its ok though I don't care what you think about me." That's when I feel the tears streaming down my face. Mark sees this and walks over to me. He grabs onto my shoulders and leans down in to my face. "That's bullshit because if you didn't care then you wouldn't be crying. If you will just let me explain about what I said to her then you will understand." I look into his eyes and I so desperately want to believe him but I just can't. "There's nothing to explain. As of now we have a business relationship and that's it. So please don't touch me ever again." Mark tightens up his grip on me. "Oh no you're not shutting down on me. Don't think I am going to let you go all professional on me. When we kiss you feel something just like I do. We've been playing this cat and mouse game for too long. I'm willing to lay it on the line. I want you."
I push at Mark and start to walk towards the door. "You're such a fool. You could have had me but you ruined it when you decided to have a girlfriend. Now I have things to do so I will see you later Mr. Callaway." I start down the hallway and realize I don't know where I'm going. I come across the ladies room so I duck into there. I walk into one of the stalls and start to cry. I really started to think maybe there could have been something between Mark and I but he has a girlfriend and he thinks I'm a bitch. And it hurts more then I would like it to know he thinks I'm ugly. I guess he was just desperate for a bed partner. It would have been the perfect set up. He fucks me at night and during the day I'm like his personal slave. When I hear the bathroom door open I try to muffle my crying.
"Erica is that you?" I recognize Trish's voice. "Would it help if I said no?" Trish pushes on the door and tells me to unlock it. I open the door and walk towards her. "How did you know it was me?" She points down and tells me she recognized my shoes. "Now are you going to explain to me why I found you in the bathroom crying?" I walk over to the sink and put it on. I lean down and splash some water on my face. "Did you know Mark was seeing someone?" Trish looks shocked. "No I didn't." I tell her about meeting his girlfriend and everything that happened after that. "Trish I just don't understand it. The way he kisses me, it was the type of kisses that made me feel like I was the only woman in the world. Then he would go open his big mouth and I would get pissed at him but yet still want him to kiss me again."
"Erica it's obvious to all of us that you guys have this chemistry between the two of you. I don't know what's going on with him. Maybe you should let him tell you what he has to say. What could it hurt?" I tell her I will think about and that's when we hear the pyros going off so we know the show has started. Trish tells me to call her later and rushes off to get ready for her match. I walk down to Mark's locker room and when I go in I prepare myself to see his girlfriend. Instead it's just Mark and Glenn. I go sit on the couch and watch the monitor. I can feel both men looking at me but I try to block it out.
Glenn leaves for his match leaving Mark and I alone. He comes to sit next to me on the couch and places his hand on my leg. "Erica we need to talk." I go to tell him there's nothing to say but Tiffany picks that moment to return. I get up and tell them I am going to go back to the hotel early unless Mark has something for me to do. He shakes his head but I can tell he wants to say something. I take a cab back to the hotel and change for bed. I put the TV on and watch RAW. Once it's over I turn off the light and try to fall asleep. I jump out of my sleep when someone starts banging on my door. I walk over and look through the peephole. I unlock the door and stare at Mark. "Is there something I can help you with?" Mark pushes past and walks into the room. "I have some things to say to you and you're going to listen." I go to tell him to get out but judging by the look in his eyes I better sit down and listen to what he has to say.