Chapter 7

Melody drank four shots of Jack Daniels and three bottles of beer while Stephanie and Hunter drank slowly. Stephanie couldn't help but laugh at her little sister. She had no idea what had gotten into her but she couldn't help but wonder what had made her to go on a binge. Melody looked up as Mark entered the bar and she forgot all her anger toward him. He saw down with Stephanie and Hunter as Melody went to the jukebox and played 'Oh My God' by Pink. She returned and noticed there wasn't a chair for her. She stood in front of Mark and sat in his lap, putting her head on his shoulder.

"I think I'm taking my wife upstairs." Hunter laughed, grabbing Stephanie's hand. "She's all yours. She wants a tattoo or something."

"You want another drink?" Mark laughed.

"No." Melody replied, standing. "I'll get you one though."

Melody opened her eyes and groaned. Her head was pounding and the light was causing it too hurt even worse. She tried to move but her body was sore. She went to pull back the sheet but found it extremely cold and put it back over her body. She finally looked around as her eyes adjusted and didn't see her bag anywhere.

"That's funny I thought I had a twin bed." She thought as she looked down. She turned to the left and saw a lump under the sheet. She slowly reached her hand out and pulled the sheet back, quickly putting it back over the large body underneath. She got out of the bed and put on her underwear and pants for the previous day. She picked up her shirt but it was ripped so she picked up one of his shirts and put it on. She found her key card and left the room, slowly closing the door.

"What are you doing little girl?" She heard Dawn Marie ask behind her.

"No…nothing." Melody mumbled, turning to walk down the hall.

"Mark's been fucking everyone in the back lately I guess." She heard the diva laugh.

Melody walked slowly down the hall but was stopped early by her sister. Melody nervously reached behind her neck to rub it, feeling a cloth gauz there.

"What's with the fashion statement?" Stephanie asked. "What's with the ring?"

Melody looked down and found herself looking at a huge diamond ring on her wedding finger.

"Come on we have to be at the arena in twenty minutes for a meeting." Stephanie said, grabbing her sister's arm and dragging her down the hallway.

Melody sat in the car next to her sister and pulled out her phone, dialing her credit card company.

"Hi I was a little drunk last night and I need to know what I've paid for in the last twenty-four hours." She said. She saw Stephanie laughing at her but ignored her.

"Ms. McMahon you purchased a marriage license and a $4,000 men's wedding band." The customer service rep said.

Melody swallowed hard and closed the cell phone.

"Stephanie tell me what this tattoo says." Melody said, holding up her hair. She heard Stephanie gasp, then laugh. "Stephanie this is NOT funny."

"Mark." Stephanie said.

"Where?" Melody asked nervously.

"It says Mark." Stephanie laughed.

"Fuck." Melody said, stepping out of the car at the arena.

Melody ignored all the looks she got as she walked into the meeting wearing the over-sized Undertaker shirt and sat next to Stephanie. When Mark entered Melody couldn't look at him, she just sat there and ignored everyone. When people started leaving the room, Melody followed Stephanie to their office. They worked for a few minutes when a stagehand told Melody someone wanted to talk to her. Melody went to the room the stagehand had told her and looked for someone. No one was there. She heard the shower turn off and leaned against the counter. She gasped when Mark came into the room in a towel. She gasped again when he turned and she saw fingernail marks all over his back. She instantly knew they were from her.

"What did you want?" She asked, seeing the shiny ring on his finger.

"We need to talk." Mark said, sitting on the love seat.

"Don't you want to get dressed?" She asked nervously.

"No." Mark replied. "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine." She replied. "A little sore, I have a tattoo on the back of my neck, a ring on my finger and an extra $4500 on my credit card bill, but I'm fine."

"I found this next to the bed." Mark said, handing her the paper. Melody opened it and read.

'Marriage License'.

Melody closed it again and handed it back, flopping down on the love seat next to him.

"What are we going to do Mark?" Melody asked, sadly.

Before Mark could answer the knock was at the door and a stage hands voice boomed through the other side.

"Mr. McMahon would like to see you Taker and you too Mel."

Melody stood from the couch and began to leave, before feeling Mark's hand on her wrist.

"Wait for me, we'll go together." He said, pulled on his jeans and a tee shirt.

The two walked to Vince's office hand-in-hand. Melody took a deep breathe as Mark knocked and the two entered. She hoped her father would understand.