Chapter 8

Tuesday came around quickly. Mark was in his locker room getting ready for his match. Sara had come along too. "Sara?" Mark asked her. She was on her cell phone. Mark thought it must be one of her girlfriends. "Sara?" Mark asked. "Oh hang on a tic, the old man wants to talk to me." She laughed. "Yes Mark?" She asked. "Have you seen my hat?" He asked. "What?" she replied while still having the cell phone to her ear. "My hat I wear to the ring?" He explained. "No." she snorted and continued to laugh and giggle on her phone. Mark gave a frustrated sigh and grabbed the phone off her and switched it off. "Mark!" She snapped. "Sara I am trying to get ready for my match and it's rude you sitting here on the phone ignoring me." He explained. Sara greased at him. "If you wanted to chit chat with your friend, why didn't you stay home?" He asked. "Because I wanted to come and be with my husband that I love." She smiled and leaned up and kissed him. Mark kissed her back. "Ok, but try to cut back on the calls ok?" He said. "Ok." She smiled. "Well I gotta go; I'll be back in about 25 minutes ok?" He said. "Yep." She smiled and sat back down.

He walked out of the room. Sara grabbed her phone and turned it on again. "Sorry about that." She said.

Torrie was walking through the corridor when she saw Mark up ahead. "Hey." She smiled. "Hey, I gotta keep going my match is up next." He replied. "Yeah of course, catch ya later." She smiled and kept walking. She heard laughing coming from his locker room. She walked over and peaked through the door. She saw Sara sitting there with her back to Torrie, talking on her cell phone.

"So what are you doing right now?" She said to the person on the phone. "Uh huh, really? Did you get my e-mails I sent you?" "Yeah, you think that they're hot?" Nice." She giggled. Torrie stepped back and raised her eyebrows. She shrugged her shoulders and started to walk away.

"Have you seen Billy?" She asked the men in the male's locker room. "Nope." They replied. "I don't know why I bother." She sighed. "Seems to me you don't really." Eddie said. Torrie remembered what Joy said to her the other day. She just greased at him and walked off.

She walked back towards the women's locker room when she saw Mark and Sara walking towards her. "Hey again." She laughed. "Hey." Mark said. Sara looked Torrie up and down and greased at her. Torrie noticed she didn't have her phone on her. "We're just heading to the cafeteria, so see ya later." Mark said. "Oh ok." She smiled. She kept walking then stopped to see if Mark and Sara were out of sight.

She stopped outside his locker room and went to open his down. Good it wasn't locked. She smiled. She looked around the benches to find Sara's phone. She knew it was wrong what she was doing, but knew it would be more wrong if she thought what Sara was doing was true. She saw a handbag on the bench and opened it and looked through it. She found her cell phone and sat down and opened the inbox page on her messages. Torrie gasped in disgust at what she read.

Hey Sara, I got those e-mails from ya. Damn they're hot. When ya gonna leave that old husband of yours? See ya soon babe xx Jack.

Hey Babe, last Friday was so hot that I still get hard when I remember your naked body on top of mine. xx Jack.

Hey Sexy, what are ya doing this weekend. Hope I can come ova and 'play' ;)

Luv Jack.

"She's cheating on him!" Torrie gasped and put the phone back in the bag and walked out.

She walked into the cafeteria and saw Mark and Sara eating dinner. Torrie snorted in disgust when she saw Sara rubbing Mark's hand and laughing at his jokes. Torrie marched over and sat next to Mark. "Hey Torrie." He smiled. "Hey Mark, Sara." She replied looking at Sara. Sara looked at her. "Mark, I just gotta go back to your locker room for a second ok?" She smiled at him. "Ok." He said. She smiled and kissed him on the lips. She got up and walked off. "So how ya been Torrie?" Mark asked turning to face Torrie. "Good, Mark I gotta tell you something." Torrie said. "What?" He said. "It's about Sara." Torrie replied. "Ok." Mark said. Just then Sara walked back into the cafeteria she put her cell phone on the table and saw Joy. "Joy." She called out and walked over to her. "I didn't know Sara was friends with Joy." Mark said seeing them laugh and hug. "Yeah they got a few things in common. They both think I'm a slut. They'll be bitching about me for half an hour." Torrie said quickly. "What?" Mark asked confused. "Don't worry, anyway it's about Sara." She began. "Yes you said. Now what is it about?" Mark asked. Torrie took a deep breath. "I don't know how to say this Mark, but Sara is cheating on you." She said. "What?" He gasped. "She's cheating on you with some guy called Jack." She explained. "Huh? How do you know?" Mark asked. "I heard her flirting on her phone with somebody then I read her messages on it." Torrie explained. "You read her messages?" Mark asked. "Yes, and they were dirty." She replied. "Torrie, you just can't go and look through someone's phone without their permission." Mark explained. "Yes I know, but when I heard her on the phone I couldn't help myself." She said. "I still can't believe you read her messages though." Mark said, starting to get angry. "Oh for Christ sakes Mark! Read them then! They're on here!" She yelled and grabbed Sara's phone and gave it to him. Mark flicked through her message bank. "The inbox is empty." He said. "Well she must have deleted them just before." Torrie explained. Mark sighed. "I can't believe you'd say something like that Torrie! It's not like you!" He snapped. "Well I'm sorry for caring Mark!" She snapped back at him. "You don't even know Sara!" He yelled. "I know her well enough Mark. I know her type. She's a woman who gets bored easily and goes off and sleeps around." Torrie said. "What! Torrie leave her alone!" Mark yelled and stood up. "I can't believe you don't believe me!" Torrie said. "Torrie just leave Sara alone. In fact leave me alone too! I don't want anything to do with you anymore!" Mark yelled. "Oh Mark, don't do this please." Torrie sighed. "I thought you were different Torrie, I really did. But really you're no different to the rest of the women here. Sara's right. You're nothing but a SLUT!" He spat at her. Torrie started to cry. It was bad enough half the locker room thinking it, but now Mark? And it wasn't even true! She turned around and ran out of the room crying. Sara walked back over to him. "What was that all about?" She asked smiling. "I don't wanna talk about it. Can we just go back to the hotel room please?" He sighed.