Chapter 11
Mark felt like shit walking away from Torrie. He had heard her crying. What had came over him? He didn't have meant to kiss her. It just happened. It meant nothing, you love Sara, and she loves you. Just get on a plane and go back to Houston for a few days. He thought. He looked at his watch, it was 11 o 'clock, it's a bit late; I'll go in the morning. He thought and walked back into his room. His removed his shirt and put a pair of sweat pants on and climbed into the bed.
Mark woke the next morning from the alarm clock going off. He stirred in his sleep and banged his hand down on the snooze button. He yawned and sat up and stretched. He hoped out of his bed and walked into the shower.
After he came out he packed his bags and walked down to the lobby to get the keys to his rental car he had left with the staff. "Hey Mark." Vince said walking up to him. "Hey Vince." He replied. "You off are ya?" Vince asked as he saw Mark with his bags. "Yeah I'm going back to Houston for a few days to see Sara." Mark replied as the guy at the counter gave Mark his keys. "Fair enough, how's Torrie?" Vince said. "Err she's ok I guess." Mark said picking up his bags; he really didn't want to be talking about Torrie at the moment. "Ok, I'll go see her afterwards." Vince said. "Yeah ok, well I'll see ya in a few days ok?" Mark said heading to the front doors. "Ok, bye Mark." Vince replied and walked back over to the restaurant area. Mark headed out the doors towards his car. He put his bags in the back seat and hoped into the driver seat. He turned on the engine and headed out of the hotel car park towards the airport.
He arrived at the airport and waited in line for his ticket. "Next please." A woman called. Mark walked over to her. "One ticket to Houston, Texas please." Mark said. "Certainly sir." She replied and fiddled around on her computer. "Hear you are." She smiled and handed him his ticket. "Thanks." He replied and walked over and took a seat in the waiting area. He took out his phone from his back pocket and dialed Sara's number but decided that he'll surprise her instead. "Err excuse me Mr. Undertaker?" Mark looked up and saw 2 little kids standing next to him. "Could we have your autograph?" They asked quietly. Mark chuckled. "Of course." He smiled and took the pen and paper from them. "There you go." He said and handed it back to them. "You like Torrie huh?" Mark asked the little girl who was wearing a Torrie t-shirt. "Yes, she's very pretty." She replied. "Yeah she sure is." Mark sighed. "Thank you." She said. "No problem sweetheart." He smiled and watched them run off to their mom jumping up and down. He heard that his flight was starting to board, so he got up and walked over to the gates.
Mark hopped off the plane after a 3 and a half hour flight. He was tried but determined to see Sara. He hired a car and drove off to his home which was about an hours drive from the airport.
He arrived at his ranch and drove up the long drive way towards his house. He stopped the car and hopped out. I hope Sara's home. He thought, as he walked up to the front door. It wasn't locked so she must be home. He walked inside and put his bags at the entrance. He heard giggling coming from upstairs. That must be her; he smiled and walked upstairs to their bedroom.
He opened the door and gasped as he saw Sara in bed with another man. "What the fuck!" Mark called out. Sara turned around to see Mark standing at the door. "Mark!" She gasped. "What the hell is going on here?" He yelled. "Mark's it not what you think." Sara started wrapping a blanket around her and walking up to Mark. "Not what I think! Sara I saw you fucking this guy. Don't think I'm stupid!" He yelled. Sara bit her lip and went to touch him on the arm. "Don't touch me!" Mark yelled. "Mark I didn't mean to, it's just that you're on the road all the time and I get lonely." She complained. "Sara you knew what my traveling would be like when I married you!" He yelled. She sighed. "I called the wrong girl a slut." Mark said walking over to the door. He turned around to face her again. "I'll be coming back next week and I want you out of this house before that." He said. "What? This is my house too!" Sara snapped. "Bullshit, I had this house before you moved in here." Mark replied. Sara groaned. "And one more thing, you'll be getting the divorce papers in the mail within a week and I expect them signed." He said and slammed the door shut. He sighed heavy and leaned against the door. He heard Sara talking to the guy. Torrie was telling the truth, and I called her a slut! I left her feeling like shit! He thought angrily. He knew what he had to do; he grabbed his bags and headed back to the airport again.
