A/N: Sorry it has taken me so long to update, there were several factors that had me in a spot where I couldn't... One was severe writers block that had me lost as to where I wanted to take this story... I had a bunch pre-written but after re-reading it, it just didn't fit- Two was work... I've been working sixty hour weeks and had to go out of town for a business meeting and plus it's been really busy... I do appreciate all of the reveiws I've gotten so far.. all of you seem to see this as a story that could acctually be happening and I'm glad I try to write about real life situations... that's where my best work lies... again thanks.. I'm on vacation for the rest of the week and I've been writting my tail off so you should get several updates on this story and possibly might start another


Chapter 10

"Damn it man..." I cursed as I rolled my tired aching frame out of bed. It had been a grueling couple of weeks for everyone in the camp and my body is starting to feel it. "So, this is what being a wrestler is all about..." I admitted turning on the hot spray from the shower.

I showered as quickly as I could, dried my hair, put on fresh gear and then headed downstairs to join the men.

"Morning, Chey, here's your coffee." Marti stated with a warm smile, holding out a steaming cup.

"Thanks." I grunted accepting the cup and sitting down at the counter.

"Chey, I really need you to work with John in the ring today... Mark isn't going to be around." Marti informed me as he sat down in the stool next to me.

I nodded, unsure as to how I should answer, what had happened since last night? "Sure... Um... Is everything ok?"

Marti stood and walked to the door that lead out to the yard before turning back to me, "I don't know." he answered then headed for the training area.

As soon as Marti was out of sight, Glen walked up beside me and placed both hands on the counter in front of me and leaned down to look into my eyes, "Seems something, or someone rather, has put a match in Mark's butt since our talk yesterday... What would you know about that?" he asked raising a brow.

Standing I grabbed my empty cup and walked over to the sink, "You would have to ask Mark about that, Glen... I have about as much of a clue with what's going on as you do." I remarked with a empty expression.

I really didn't have a clue as to what was going on this morning. Last night after our talk we hugged and bid each other a good night. After that I went to my room and went strait to bed. I haven't spoken to Mark since the night before and all of the information that Glen is searching for is with Mark, he hadn't discussed anything with me, beyond what was said in the ring.

"I did ask him... This morning. He said he had a talk with you, then he called Sara and they are going to be getting together today." he said coming to stand in front of me.

I felt my lips twitch into a smile as I crossed my arms over my chest, so he was going to try and make it work, huh? Go Mark! "Well, there's your answer... Hell I didn't even know all of that."

" That's not all of it... You two were out in the ring for a good while last night, I know he had to of opened up to you... C'mon Chey, what was said?" he asked leaning against the counter across from me.

I shook my head. I can't believe that he is questioning me on all of this, how many times do I need to say that the only person with the answers was Mark. "Look, you asked me to be his friend, try to get him to open up... I did, and he did... I also gave advice to him and what he does after that is on him..."

"But Chey, what did he tell you?"

"IF he wanted you to know, he'd tell YOU. It isn't my business to tell." with that I walked out of the kitchen and made my way outside. I do understand his concern, but who am I to break Mark's trust? There has to be a reason that he opened up to me a little more than these guys, so I'm not going to kiss and tell... Literally! That's just a recipe for disaster.

Walking through the yard I smiled and waved to the students as they bid me good morning and I climbed into the ring and hugged John.

"You ok?" He asked pushing away and looking at me questionably.

I nodded, "Yep, just needed a hug." I smiled softly in reassurance.

" Good, had me worried there for a bit. Today, you and I are going to be working through some simple matches with the groups." He informed me as I stretched, "I figured we could take turns in the ring so we don't over do it."

" You got it... I'll start it off." I smiled jumping up to a standing position. Hopefully if I drown myself into the matches and my work today... all of the shit with Mark will just disappear for a while and I can go on with my day drama free.


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