I knocked on the door and a female voice said, "Who is it?"
I held onto the door jam and reared back and kicked open the door…I walked in and said, "It's the stuffy bitch." Sure enough Mark had her back pushed against the wall screwing her madly…
Mark dropped her immediately and fixed his pants…she was tugging her skirt down and she said, "I think I'll go see how Brock is doing." I grabbed her by the back of her head and said, "Where the fuck do you think you're going?" She said, "Ummm…." I said, "Say it with me slut…no where." Apparently Dawn didn't like that…She slapped me…and I laughed at her. I pulled my fist back and punched her right in the face…
Mark grabbed me and threw me over his shoulder and carried me down to his dressing room…he put me down and said, "What the fuck is your problem? You broke her nose and you just fuckin' knocked her out…"
I said, "And you was just fucking her brains out…what's the difference?"
Mark said, "Who cares if I was fucking her…I have the right." I said, "Oh…so since we're married it's okay for you to fuck someone else? See I was unaware of that rule." Mark said, "Since when, you've been trying to get out of this marriage since it started…you're not a wife…you're a damn pain in my ass."
I said, "Yes well you pretty much suck as a husband…going around and getting your dick wet with how ever many tramps will let the great Undertaker fuck 'em. The last couple of months I had grown to respect you and was on the verge of just telling you maybe there was a God damn reason we met and got married…"
I exhaled heavy and continued, "Maybe God does work in mysterious ways…and maybe we should have at least tried to make a go at this God forsaken marriage before we begged some judge for an annulment or divorce. But if the rest of this marriage is gonna be a repeat of what I just saw in there…I don't want to even try…you blew it a few weeks ago when I saw you with Dawn.
Mark said, "What the hell are you talking about?"
I said, "I saw you guys…backstage behind the curtains…I heard every word you guys said…and I've seen you guys non-stop…together…all the damn time…I could hear you guys in your hotel room…I may have not wanted this marriage, but it doesn't mean that seeing you with someone else doesn't hurt any less. I'm going home…I have a month left before I go back to work…you…well…you can do whatever you want…I don't care anymore."
Mark yelled, "WE'RE NOT MARRIED!"
I said, "What?"
Mark said, "We were never married." I looked at Mark like he'd grown 3 heads…
Mark sighed and said, "The marriage is a fake…You're not my wife. I had these done by a friend…we were never married…the documents the signatures everything is all bullshit." I said, "Why…I don't get it…what did I do that was so wrong?"
Mark said, "That night I meet you…at first you was such a bitch, then I took you to the hotel and we made love and it was so beautiful…then in the morning, you freaked out…like you had to get sterilized because you fucked someone who wasn't exactly what you was looking for…I wanted to hurt you…and I believe I've just done it."
I said, "So that's it…you got your revenge and you're sending me on my merry way huh…" Mark said, "Yea pretty much." I blinked and tears slid down my cheeks…Mark said, "Awww…is the ice bitch really crying…what are those tears for Alyssa…you knew the marriage wasn't going to last…you was the one who didn't even want to be married…and I did it just for fun."
I sniffled as I turned and went to go get my backpack…and left.