CH 32

Lisa was lost in her thoughts and feeling drowsy from the pain killers when Mark came back into the room. She jumped slightly when he put his hand on her shoulder.

"Sorry sweetheart, you ready for bed," Mark smiled at her as she nodded yes. "Good I'll give you a lift." Mark came around the sofa picking her up.

"Mark, I can walk," she smiled as he carried into the bedroom.

"Just let me take care of you," Mark kissed her forehead putting her down on the bed sitting down next to her. "Don't fight sleep you need it."

"Are you going to stay with me?" Lisa said resting her hand on his arm.

"Of course, where else would I go?" Mark leaned down kissing her softly.

"I have this feeling you're not going to be here when I open my eyes," Lisa almost whispered it.

"Baby girl I will be here holding you tight when you open those beautiful eyes of yours I promise," Mark was stunned for a moment by what she said. I'm only going to Paul's room for a few minutes I will definitely be here when she wakes up, Mark thought lying down next to her pulling her close. She melted against him resting her head on his chest listening to his heart trying to shake the feeling that he wouldn't be there. Mark felt her tension running his fingers through her hair. "Please relax I will be here."

"I guess I'm just paranoid," Lisa lifted her head looking into his eyes. Mark wanted to tell her she wasn't paranoid that he was planning to leave her for a little while but he was afraid of upsetting her. Mark slowly ran his fingers under her chin wondering if he should just forget about Paul and stay with her.

"You're not paranoid you just had a rough night," Mark said making her smile.

"I don't know what I would do without you," Lisa paused getting tears in her eyes, "every bad thing that happens you make all the pain go away and give me all the hope I need."

"You'll never have to be without me even if we are miles apart we will still be close in our hearts but I don't plan to ever be that far from you," Mark gently pulled her up kissing her deeply. "Please sweetheart get some sleep for me."

"For you I will," Lisa kissed him one more time before settling on his chest closing her eyes feel more at ease. Mark felt terrible for hiding things from her. I will tell her in the morning what I did, Mark thought caressing her back, I just better be here when she wakes up or she might not forgive me. Mark let out a sigh brushing the hair back from her face seeing she had fallen asleep. He laid there holding her for awhile before carefully climbing out of bed. He bent down lightly kissing her. He covered her with the blanket hoping she wouldn't wake up till he returned.


Mark patiently waited for the knock to come on the door after he made the phone call to Glen. It didn't take long for Glen to say his good nights to Adam and John then head up to Mark's room. Glen was still uneasy about Mark going to see Paul but he knew there was no stopping him. Mark opened the door immediately.

"Hey, how is she doing?" Glen asked as Mark let him in.

"She is sound asleep hopefully she will stay that way for the next hour," Mark sighed still feeling guilty for not telling her he was going out.

"For your sake she better," Glen sat down on the couch. "What should I do if she wakes up?"

"Make up an excuse like I had to go see Vince or something," Mark said as Glen shook his head.

"She isn't going to believe that. She'll know immediately you are pestering Paul."

"Just deal with her the best you can and no matter what she wants don't let her out of this room. Do you think you can handle that?" Mark went towards the door.

"Yeah, she won't get past me. If you're not back here in an hour I'm calling Adam to come after you. I think you might need this to get in the room," Glen took a room key out of his pocket.

"How in the hell did you get that?"

"John had the same idea. He got the key from one of the desk clerks and I took it from him before he could use it," Glen handed Mark the key.

"Thank you this will really come in handy. I don't have to break into the room," Mark smirked making Glen roll his eyes.

"It might be tough to break in with the security guard sitting there. How are you planning to get past him?"

"I'll figure it out when I get there," Mark rested his hand on the door hesitating for a minute.

"What's wrong?" Glen asked making Mark turn to stare at him.

"She asked me if I was going out tonight and I lied saying I wasn't going anywhere," Mark couldn't shake his guilt it was eating him up inside.

"Maybe you should take that as a sign and not go," Glen shrugged his shoulders not giving Mark the response he wanted.

"I have to do this. I can't let Paul think he can just get away with shit like this," Mark tried to reason it out as he talked.

"Mark, do whatever you feel is right. Just be prepared for the worse," Glen flicked on the TV as Mark opened the door knowing he had to confront Paul.


Mark came around the corner near Paul's room seeing the security guard asleep outside of it. Mark quietly snuck up to the door slipping the key in till the green light appeared. He held his breathe as he turned the handle slipping in while the guard continued snoring loudly. He was surprised to find the room mostly dark except for a light coming from the bedroom. He looked down seeing the slivers of the broken glass glistening in the light. The sight of the glass brought back his anger as he visualized Lisa's fear as Paul threw it out her. He took a hushed step towards the bedroom hearing muffle voices and shadows moving. Mark realized Paul wasn't alone when he peered through the cracked door seeing Vince pacing at the edge of the bed Paul was lying on. Mark slipped into the shadows of the living room trying to hear their conversation.

"How could you beat up your girlfriend?" Vince stopped his pacing to stare at Paul.

"She stepped out of line. I was just reminding her who the boss is," Paul paused taking a swig of beer.

"Haven't you had enough to drink tonight?" Vince reprimanded him.

"I know my limits," Paul's voice was slurred.

"Obviously you don't" Vince tried to say it quietly but Paul heard him jumping off the bed grabbing him around the throat. Mark tensed seeing the fear in Vince's eyes.

"Don't talk down to me or I will expose your family's little secret," Paul stared down Vince before pushing him away.

"Haven't I've done enough for you. I think I deserve all the shit you have so I can get on with my life without you destroying my company," Vince tried to stand up for himself as Paul started to laugh.

"I am the company without me the WWE is nothing," Paul snickered. "Get the hell out of my sight McMahon I need to rest so I can see my girl tomorrow and woe her back with my charms. As far as what I have on your family, I will give it to you when all my desires have been fulfilled."

"What desires?" Vince asked.

"Right now the only thing I want is to make Mark pay dearly in and out of work. He is the one putting my girl up to these stupid outbursts. He is the one that told her to end our relationship tonight so I think its only fitting to end his career and his personal life all at the same time," Paul said as Mark smiled knowing there was no way Paul would do either. "I said get out Vince I'll see you tomorrow and you will go through with everything we talked about on Smackdown. If your bitch daughter interferes I will personally teach her lesson she'll never forget."

"Just leave Stephanie alone I'll handle her," Vince gathered up his coat heading towards the door making Mark hide behind a curtain.

"Like you handled your dear son," Paul laughed as Vince hurried out of the room and into the hall never noticing Mark. Mark took a deep breath as Paul staggered into the living room grabbing another bottle of Vodka. Paul took a long sip almost falling over from not being able to keep his balance. Mark was about to go after him when Paul's cell phone started to ring.

"What the hell do you want now? If you're looking for sweet talk I'm not in the mood," Paul looked at the number yelling into the phone. Paul sunk into a nearby chair not bothering to turn on the lights as he listened to the caller. "You know what babe that isn't my problem. I told you to do something and you better do it or you'll be sorry." He paused again as Mark heard loud crying from the other end. "All you women are all the same a bunch of crying bitches. Stop crying and get your ass back to his place. I worked too damn hard to make this bullshit work for you to screw it up now. Its just a few nights then I will give you a reward that I'm sure you will enjoy. Now get back there and I'll see you late tomorrow night sweetheart. Good night babe." Paul hung up the phone throwing it to the floor. "Nothing but bitches in my life." Paul sighed trying to stand up almost losing his balance.

"Need some help," Mark used that moment to come out of the shadows making Paul jump.

"What the hell are you doing here?"

"Just consider me your living nightmare," Mark grinned nearing Paul.

"Stay away from me," Paul clumsily went backwards falling over the chair.

"I see how it is you can beat on a woman but you run from someone your own size," Mark picked Paul up by the collar of his shirt shaking him.

"If you touch me I'm going to call that guard to arrest you," Paul stuttered as Mark saw fear in his bloodshot eyes.

"You're won't have time to call him if I decide to hurt you," Mark tightened his grip making Paul shake. "I'm going to make this simple for your drunken ass. You ever lay one finger on Lisa again I will kill you. I will hunt you down no matter where you hide and beat you till every breathe leaves your pathetic body. Do you understand me?"

"You can't keep me away from my girlfriend," Paul weakly said back.

"You mean my girlfriend," Mark firmly said making Paul's eyes feel with rage as he struggled.

"No, she's mine," Paul tried to push Mark away.

"She left your sorry ass. Now she is with me and I will protect her from you. She will never come back to you," Mark moved letting Paul lose his balance hitting the floor with a thud.

"She will come back to me she always does. I know all the ways to make her come crawling back to me," Paul grinned up at Mark.

"Your days of playing games with her are over I'm in her life now. You try one stupid stunt and you will answer to me. Just stay the hell away," Mark pointed at Paul.

Paul struggled to his feet trying to lunge at Mark. Mark stepped to the side letting Paul crash into the wall head first. Paul fell back from the wall with a dazed look on his face.

"As much as I enjoy watching you taking a beating without me laying a finger on you I have a better place to be with a beautiful sweet woman," Mark watched as Paul pulled himself upright using the chair. "Remember what I said you touch her you die."

"I'll be touching her all over in no time and you'll be nothing but a memory for her," Paul sneered trying to swing at Mark. Mark laughed grabbing Paul's fist pushing him backwards slamming him into the wall.

"As much as I would like to beat the life out of you right now I won't do it because I refuse to sink to your jackass level but next time you won't be so lucky," Mark released watching Paul sink to the floor with agony on his face. Mark started to leave when the glasses on the mini bar caught his attention. He grabbed a glass looking back at Paul not able to control the surge of anger that coursed through his veins.

"See how you like a glass shower you jackass," Mark hurtled the glass at the wall above Paul's head. Paul covered his head as the slivers shimmered in the moonlight grazing his skin. Mark got a satisfied grin walking out the room past the still sleeping security guard. He rushed down the hall wanting to get back to Lisa and feel her in his arms.


While Mark was taking care of Paul, Glen was almost asleep when he heard crying from the bedroom. He slowly stood up going to the door looking in to see Lisa clutching a pillow.

"Mark, help me," she murmured in her sleep as the tears rolled down her cheeks. Glen went to the bedside caressing her hand. Her eyes suddenly flew open as she looked at him then at the pillow next to her. "He's gone he's really is gone," she started to cry hysterically.

"Lisa, its ok he will be right back," Glen reached for her as she sat up looking around the room.

"He left Paul made him leave me," Lisa stared through Glen making him realize she was out of it from the pain killers. He thought for a minute then picked her up wrapping the blanket around her.

"Its ok darling," Glen held her close carrying her into living room.

"Mark, you came back," Lisa wrapped her arms around Glen looking at him with glassy eyes as he sat down on the sofa holding her.

"You're having a dream just relax," Glen ran his fingers through her hair as she lay against his chest shivering slightly.

"I was so afraid Paul took you away from me," Lisa caressed his face making Glen tense up.

"That would never happen," Glen said looking to the door wishing Mark would get back.

"Promise me," Lisa was falling back into sleep as her voice was almost a whisper.

"I promise," Glen kissed her forehead as her eyes shut. He breathed a sigh of relief hoping she wouldn't remember any of it. Her fingers lightly ran down his chest as a peaceful sleep overtook her. Glen held her close not sure whether he should put her back in bed or let her sleep on him till Mark arrived. When she entwined her fingers in his hair, he decided to let her stay with him. The warmth of her body against his was putting him to sleep as he started to close his eyes. It wasn't long before he fell asleep.


Mark opened the door to his room with a smile till he saw Glen sound asleep holding Lisa tightly in his arms. Mark felt his heart racing as he walked to the sofa hitting Glen lightly on the shoulder. Glen's eyes shot open looking at Mark then Lisa still sound asleep on him.

"It's not what you think," Glen stared into Mark's eyes.

"Explain please," Mark rested his hands on his hips.

"She was having a nightmare about Paul making you leave her. She was crying and I didn't know what else to do I brought her out here to calm her down. She thought I was you and she went back to sleep. I didn't mean to fall asleep," Glen hoped Mark would believe him.

"Relax I'm not mad I know its innocent," Mark grinned. "Thank you for taking care of her. I'm going to put to bed then I'll be right back." Mark reached down gently lifting her not noticing her fingers wrapped in Glen's hair.

"Hold on," Glen exclaimed gently prying her fingers free. Lisa opened her eyes looking at Mark getting a smile on her face.

"Its ok baby girl," Mark whispered carrying her to bed. "I'll be right back sweetheart."

"Ok," she looked at him still in a sleepy daze. "I love you Mark." Mark's heart beat out of control hearing her words. She loves me, Mark thought to himself not able to stop smiling.

"I love you too sweetheart," Mark kissed her softly laying her on the bed. She drifted back off to sleep with a big smile. Mark reluctantly left her side going back to Glen.

"I really am sorry about all that," Glen apologized again as Mark shook his head.

"Don't' worry about it," Mark patted Glen's shoulder.

"What happened with Paul? Did you hurt him?"

"He hurt himself the stupid drunk was falling all over," Mark smirked. "I did give him a taste of his own medicine by shattering a glass over him."

"You should have shattered it on him," Glen commented.

"Next time I will. You look exhausted you better get some sleep we can talk more in the morning," Mark was feeling tired wanting nothing more than to cuddle up with Lisa.

"I could fall asleep on my feet," Glen smiled heading towards the door. "I'll see you in the morning."

"Good night," Mark waved goodbye shutting the door behind Glen. He headed into the bedroom stripping down to his boxers climbing into bed. Lisa immediately nestled close to him making him smile hoping she would be spending every night in his arms from now on.