Chapter 4
Torrie looked through her wardrobe in the change room; most of the clothes were a little revealing so she decided on a pink dress. She brushed her hair and put a pair of hoop earrings in her ears. She headed out the locker rooms in search for Mark. "Excuse me; have you seen Mark around anywhere?" She asked one of the crew men. "Err he should be in the change rooms." He replied. "Ok thanks." She smiled and headed off towards the men's change room. "Knock, Knock." She said as knock on the door. "Come in!" She heard a few guys say behind the door. "Hey Torrie." Said Bob Holly and Charlie to her as she walked in. "Hey, is Mark here?" She asked them. "Yep, I'm right over here Tor's." She heard Mark reply. She turned around and saw him in the corner putting his stuff into his bag. "Oh Hey." She smiled. "Hi, you look nice, ready to go?" He asked grabbing his bag. "Yeah, you look good too." She replied back seeing he had a jacket on with jeans. "Cool, let's go." He said as he tied his hair up into a ponytail. He grabbed his bags and they walked out of the room. Charlie and Bob heard their conversation and gave each other weird looks but continued with what they were doing.
Mark put his bags into his car. "Where's Billy?" He asked her while shutting the door. "Oh ah, he was going somewhere with…um…ah….Charvo after the show." She lied. In truth she didn't know where he was or could care less. "Oh ok, then it's just you and me." He replied. She nodded. "There's this place up the road, it's not really worth driving to so you up to walking a bit?" He asked. "Yeah of course." She smiled. "Ok let's go." He said. They started to walk down the street away from the arena. While they were walking down the street, a group of guys drove past them and stopped the car. "Whoa! Yeah baby!" They called out to Torrie as her and Mark walked past them. Mark heard Torrie moan in embarrassment. "Hey fuck off!" He yelled out to the guys. "Oh fuck lets get out of here!" They said and sped off. "Thanks for that." She smiled. "No problem." He replied. Torrie saw they were heading towards a night club. "Are we going to a night club?" She asked. "Um well no, you see Torrie I'm a little too old for that kind of thing." He chuckled. "You're not too old!" She replied. "Ur yeah I am, I was thinking more of a bar." He said. "Oh ok, I don't really go to them." She replied. "Well you might enjoy it; come on it's up here." He explained.
They walked into the bar and Torrie was surprised at how many people were in here. "Wanna drink?" Mark asked her. "Yeah." She replied. "You drink beer?" He asked her. "Sometimes." She answered. "Two Beers." Mark said to the guy at the bar. He and Torrie sat over at a bench. The guy came over and gave them their drinks. Mark handed the guy some money and he walked off. "Oh how much do I owe you?" Torrie asked. "Nothing, drinks are on me." He replied. "Oh ok, thank you." She smiled. "So how come I don't see you much around Smackdown?" He asked taking a sip of his beer. "Well I mainly hang with the girls and the cruiserweight division because Billy is in there and you're like with other people." She explained taking a sip of her drink. "Yeah, but you've been here for a while now right?" He asked. "Yeah about 4 years, and well I do sometimes see you but…" She started then stopped. "What?" He replied. "I don't say hi or anything because you might think of me as some annoying bimbo." She replied looking away. Mark chuckled. "Torrie if I thought of you as some annoying bimbo I wouldn't have invited you out here with me right?"
"Yeah I guess so, but you don't understand though Mark." She said. "Don't understand what?" He said. She sighed. "You have no idea how many people respect you. You've been here for 14 years, you're like the boss of Smackdown and we're all like second best." She explained looking down. "Hey." Mark said lifting her chin up. "No that's not true. Yeah I may have been here longer than most of the guys. But that doesn't mean I'm any better. Sure more people respect me and that's good cause I know I deserve it and I have more experience, but it doesn't make me any better. Torrie I'm not like Ric Flair and others who go around saying that they're the best. I just go out and do my 100 best in every match and let the fans decide if I'm the best guy on Smackdown." He explained. She smiled at him. "And I sure that you have done the best for your career too right?" He asked. "What like posing for playboy?" She said. "Torrie you wouldn't have done playboy if you were ashamed right?" He asked. "Yeah you're right. Can I ask you something?" She said. "Yeah what?" He asked taking another sip of his drink. "Have you seen my pictures?" She asked. "What your playboy pictures?" He said. "Yeah." She asked. "No." He replied. "Oh ok…its funny cause most of the guys have seen it." She giggled. "That's not funny." He said. "Oh it's not?" She stopped giggling. "No, they have no respect for you." He said. "Mark I'm a ware that people were gonna look at me and wank off." She explained. "Yeah but not your co-workers. I didn't mean to offend you or anything." He said. "No you didn't." She replied. "Ok, I'm married and just wouldn't feel right seeing you naked Torrie without your permission." He said. "Ok, I might just go get myself another beer." She said getting up. "No need, I'll get it, you sit right here." He smiled and got up and walked over to the bar.
Torrie sat there confused. Usually Billy would make her get up and get her own drink and make her pay for it too. But Mark was getting it for her and he was paying for it. Weird, she thought.
Mark was waiting for her drink when a guy came up and approached him. "Hey excuse me?" He said talking to Mark. Mark turned around and looked at him. "Don't take this the wrong way, but you're very lucky to have a woman like that as your girlfriend." He said to Mark. "Err, she's not my girlfriend; she's one of my co-workers." Mark replied. "Oh ok, is she single?" He asked. Mark chuckled. "Nah, she's married."
"Oh ok. Damn lucky son of a bitch." The guy laughed. The bar man returned with Mark's beer. "Well see ya later." He said to the guy and walked off.
He came back over with her drink. "Thank you." She smiled. "No problem." He said sitting back down. "Ur Torrie I don't mean to be rude, but I noticed that you had a bruise on your cheek." Mark said. "Oh." Torrie said putting her hand on her cheek. "Is it that bad?" She said biting her lip. "No, but how did ya get it?" He asked. "Oh well I…" She started. "Were you hit? It looks like you've been hit." Mark asked. "No I wasn't hit, I just…um." She said looking down. "What Torrie?" He asked. "I walked into a door" Torrie said quietly. "You walked into a door?" Mark said with his eyebrows raised. "Yeah, I was walking down the corridor and someone opened the door and smack." She explained. "Oh ok." He said. She nodded then giggled. "No wonder my hairs so blonde!" She laughed. Mark shook his head and gave a small chuckle. "Wanna play some pool?" He asked. "Yeah ok." She smiled.
