(TW: Suicide)

"You almost done in there?"

"Yeah…no…I don't know," Brandy called out, making Glenn laugh.

"What does that even mean?"

"It means I don't know what the hell I am doing. I feel ridiculous."

He laughed again. "Why?"

"Because I look like an idiot. This was a bad idea."

"I don't think it is possible for you to look like an idiot. Come on, come out."

Just as he said this, Mark walked up to him. "Hey," Mark said once he was standing next to him. "What are you doing?"

Before Glenn could respond, Brandy stepped out of the locker room. "Waiting for this hot little thing to come out," Glenn replied. "Damn, look at you!"

Whether or not he wanted to admit it, Mark was definitely looking as well. Her hair tumbled around her cheeks in loose curls, and on her face was light makeup which complimented every feature he loved of hers. A sharp contrast to her normal attire, she had on a short little dress which perfectly flaunted her sexy curves without being too revealing, and a pair of black scrappy high heels which showed off her cute little feet. He wanted to pin her against the wall to both choke her until she passed out, or fuck her senseless.

"I am so uncomfortable right now," she admitted with a small giggle, tugging down the hem of her dress, when she finally noticed Mark standing there, his presence making the smile on her face immediately leave. "Oh…hi," she managed to get out, her heart pounding and her limbs numb. For the past week she had been able to successfully avoid him by accompanying Glenn while she tried to figure out what she wanted to do moving forward, but apparently it was time to finally face him. Of course it had to be right before she was supposed to make her grand entry into the company with Henry out in front of a mass of people.

"Why are you dressed like that? Is Henry taking you out, or something?"

"Mark, shut the fuck up," Glenn said in an annoyed tone, not wanting to deal with the drama which came from the two of them being in each other's presence.

"No, he's not," she said quietly, crossing her arms in front of her as she began to suddenly feel self conscious in her outfit. "I have never wanted to be with him, and never will. He's like a big brother to me, that's gross to even think about."

"And yet you still fucked him anyway," Mark sneered, and before Brandy could say anything Stephanie walked up to them.

"Hey," she said to Mark, smiling at him as she wrapped her arms around his waist. When she finally noticed Brandy, she covered her mouth in an attempt to stifle a laugh. "Brandy, you look…interesting," she commented, still attempting to not smile or laugh. "What's with the new look?"

"It's what I'm supposed to wear to the ring with Henry," Brandy mumbled, looking down as she again tugged down on her dress.

"Well that's one way to make an impression," Stephanie commented, and when Brandy abruptly turned around to walk away she gave a smug grin.

"You're such a bitch, Stephanie," Glenn sated, giving Stephanie a dirty look. Looking at Mark, he added, "I can't believe you are giving up what you had for…this."

Before Mark could give any kind of a response, Glenn shook his head as he turned to walk away as well, and despite his hostile feelings toward Brandy there was still a pang of guilt when he thought of that hurt look which had came to her face before she walked away, "Come on, let's go," Mark finally spoke up, and wrapping his arm around Stephanie's shoulders walked with her in the opposite direction down the hall.

Brandy was nearing the exit of the arena, when she heard someone calling out, "Brandy!"

Turning around, she saw Glenn running towards her, and stopped. "What, Glenn?"

"Don't listen to them, they're both idiots."

"No, they're right. I look ridiculous, and I was stupid for even considering going out there."

"Stop, you're not stupid. You're gorgeous, and the world deserves to see that." His comment got a small smile from her. "Obviously, you aren't stuck with having to do this. Vince said if you didn't like it, you didn't have to commit to it, right?" She nodded. "So still give it a try. You might end up loving it."

Taking a deep breath, she again nodded. "I guess you're right. Plus, I guess I'm already dressed to go out there so might as well, right?"

He smirked. "Exactly. Come on, let's get back to the action."

When he held his arm out to her, she could not help but to smile, and linking hers with his she allowed him to walk her back towards where the entrance to the ring was. "Hey, there you are. I was wondering where you were," Henry called out when he saw the two of them, and walked in their direction. "Brandy, wow," he added when he finally noticed her, a look of surprise on his face. "You look amazing, I don't know if I have ever seen you dressed up like this before."

She blushed. "Thanks Henry," she replied sheepishly, her face flushing from his compliment.

"You ready to head out there?"

"No," she admitted with a small laugh. "What about you?"

"I'm mostly just nervous about having to go out there and go against Taker."

"Wait, what?" She quickly asked, a look of shock coming to her face.

"Vince changed things last minute, and considering I don't want to start off making complaints I can't really say anything." When she remained silent, he added, "It's going to be fine, ok? Just stay back as much as you can. It will be over before you know it."

"I don't know about that," she muttered, when she heard Kevin's theme music playing, signaling the end of his match and ad start of Henrys.

As Kevin stepped through the curtain and into the backstage area, he right away saw the three of them, and smiled as he walked towards them. "Well hey there hot stuff," he commented when he noticed Brandy's appearance. "You look incredible."

"You guys are making me blush," she replied, making the three men laugh.

"You two excited to go out there?"

"He is. I feel like I'm about to throw up," Brandy admitted.

Kevin laughed again. "You've got nothing to worry about, you're literally going out to the ring to stand there and look pretty." It was Brandy's turn to laugh. Gently pulling her in for a hug, he added, "You're both going to do great."

"Thanks Kevin," she replied, giving him a squeeze before stepping back.

"Alright, you two, are you ready?" A stagehand asked as he walked up to the group, his question aimed at Henry and Brandy.

"I am," Henry replied, and looked down at Brandy. "Are you?"

Taking a deep breath, she nodded. "As ready as I'm going to be," she stated and making their way over to the entrance out to the ring they waited until they heard us theme music beginning to play, and with another deep breath she stepped through the curtain and made her way towards the ring with Henry. Keeping in mind what Vince had instructed of her, she did her best to appear confident as she led the way down to the ring, and gave a discreet sigh of relief when she managed to smoothly slip between the ropes to enter the ring.

Grabbing a microphone from one of the stage crew members outside of the ring, he brought his attention to the crowd as he began, "Considering I have not yet made an appearance to all of you, let me introduce myself: my name is Billy Billions, and the gorgeous little lady next to me is Mandy Love. The two of us have been watching week after week now the losers you call 'talent', and I've had enough. It's just plain sad what I see going on in this ring." A loud roar of boos came from the crowd as they made their dislike for the two of them known. "I thought it was time the WWE had someone in the business show up who actually knows that they are doing, so here I am. I want to see someone back there try and actually give me some competition." As the crows booed once more, Henry looked up at the entrance to the ring, waiting for some kind of response. "What's wrong, guys? Are you all too scared to get your ass beat in front of all these people?" Again, he waited for some kind of response but received only more disapproving yells from the crowd. Just as he was about to make another taunting comment, though, Mark's theme music suddenly began to blare from the speakers, making the crowd give deafening screams.

Brandy's heart started to pound even harder when she saw Mark step out into the view of everyone, and watched him as he stalked his way towards the ring. God, even when he was furious she still wanted to ride his cock like her life depended on it. When she glanced over at Stephanie, her chest tightened with anger, the image of her kissing Mark once more flashing through Brandy's mind. Between that, and the smug look on her face when they made eye contact made Brandy want to smash her head against the ground.

When Mark swiftly entered the ring, his intense gaze went right back to the two of them, she could not help but to worry about what was about to happen to Henry… snatching the microphone up, Mark asked, "So you're looking for competition, huh?" Despite the look of angry annoyance on Henry's face, Brandy could feel the nerves radiating off of him, and noted to herself she hated he was getting dragged into something he should not even have a part of. "Well come on, then, hot shot Let's see what you got," Mark added, and tossed the microphone to the side of the mat before walking towards him. Brandy right away slipped out between the ropes to avoid getting involved, and as soon as her feet hit the ground Mark grabbed Henry and flung him across the ring, the 'thud' of his body hitting the hard surface making her wince. As she watched the match from ringside, she found herself torn between the men, and unsure of which she wanted to see come out victorious.

At one point, Stephanie jumped up onto the edge of the ring and distracted the referee just as Henry was about to win the match, preventing him from being able to do so. Overly stressed from the match, and watching two people she cared about fight, her anger sparked at this, and without thinking stalked over to the side Stephanie was on. "What the fuck are you dong?" she yelled, stepping back up onto the edge of the ring with her. "Quit getting involved, you're ruining the match!"

"Mind your own fucking business, bitch," Stephanie yelled back, and gave a cry of surprise when Brandy gave a tug on her arm to try and get her off of the ringside,

Suddenly, there was a sharp tug on Brandy's hair, forcing her to look p at Mark's furious face. "Don't you ever fucking touch her, you slut," he growled through gritted teeth, and before she could react he gave her a hard shove, making her fly backwards off of the ring and land on her head with a sickening 'thud'.

Immediately, Henry could tell this was not planned, and that something had went horribly wrong. Desperate to get to her, he quickly allowed Mark to get the win, and as soon as the match was over he got out of the ring to rush to her. "Brandy?" he said, brushing her hair back, and when she stayed quiet he gently tapped her cheek as he said her name again. "Hey, we need help!" he yelled at one of the crew members, panic beginning to set in when she still did not respond. As others rushed to provide aid, they failed to see Mark discreetly watch from backstage once he had disappeared behind the curtain diving them, a hint of a smug look on his face as he did so.

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As she came to, Brandy was greeted to a dull throbbing in the back of her head. Letting out a low groan, she slowly opened her eyes, and found herself in a small white room with bare walls and a light sterile scent in the air.

"Hey, how are you feeling?" a voice said. When she immediately looked over, she found Glenn and Henry next to her, a mixture of worry and relief on their faces as they looked down at her.

"Fantastic," she muttered, making both men grin. "What happened?"

"You…fell," Henry explained, the tone of his voice telling her he was leaving out details. "We are going to go get the nurse, they need to check you to decide how bad that fall was."

Simply nodding, she watched them as they left the small room, and tried to remember what exactly had happened. The last thing she remembered was stepping up onto the edge of the ring to try and get Stephanie to stop interfering with the match. When she heard footsteps out in the hallway, her gaze went back to the door, and heard a female voice comment, "I can't believe you actually did that! I know I shouldn't think it, but it was pretty funny watching her fly off of the edge of the ring like that."

"Yeah, well, the bitch deserved it for putting her hands on my girl," a male voice replied, and as their voices grew faint from them walking away, Brandy's eyes immediately began to burn with tears when she grasped it was Mark who made that comment. Suddenly, she vividly remembered the look of fury in his eyes when he grabbed her, and the hate in his voice as he made that painful comment before giving her a shove. As a sick numbness overtook her, she looked around the room, when her gaze fell on the surgeon tools lying on the counter…

"Hey Brandy?" Glenn called out giving a small knock on the door before opening it, and his stomach immediately dropped when he saw her.

The blood.

Christ, there was so much blood.

"Brandy!" he yelled, barging into the room over to her. As the nurse rushed over to her as well, Glenn looked back at Henry and added, "Go get more help!" Once Henry was finally able to snap out of his brief daze of shock, and ran out of the room, Glenn brought his attention back to the young woman lying helplessly there. "Why, Brandy? Why?" Glenn pleaded, his eyes and throat burning as he watched the nurse struggle to stop the slit in her wrists from gushing blood.

Looking at him with lifeless eyes, tears silently trailed down her cheeks as she commented quietly, "He hates me…I'm just so tired, Glenn. I can't keep doing this."

Knowing this had to do with everything which had been happening with Mark, he softly touched her hair as he reassured her, "Listen to me. You're going to be just fine, and we are going to get you through this, okay? You're not going anywhere, yet."

Her chin quivered slightly. "I'm so stupid."

"No, no, you're not. It was just an accident," he soothed her, when more medical personnel rushed into the room and forced him back as they worked together in attending to her.

"Glenn!" she said in a panicked voice when they began to move her out of the room.

"I'm right here," he reassured her, following them out, and joining with Henry walked behind them down the hall.

"Brandy?" Mark said with a confused look on his face when everyone walked past him, and watched everyone rushing by. "Bran-" he started to repeat as he moved to follow along, when Glenn suddenly shoved him against the wall, forcing him to stop. "What the fuck is your problem?"

"Get away from her, Mark," Glenn warned.

"What happened?"

"She had an accident with a scalpel because of you…not that you care, though," Glenn spat at him, and gave Mark one final shove before catching back up with the others, his words punching Mark in the gut and leaving him unsure of what to think or feel…

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"Brandy?" a voice called out, followed by a soft knock and the door opening. When he entered the room, Glenn found her lying there on the hospital bed, her face blank as she stared at the ceiling. Walking over to her, he brushed a kiss against her forehead before sitting down by the bed. "How are you feeling?" Remaining silent, she kept her gaze on the ceiling, the only sound in the room that of the machines beeping behind her. "Brandy," he repeated, his tone slightly sterner as he gently touched her arm. Finally, she looked over at him. "Please talk to me. I'm so worried about you."

"…why did you do it, Glenn?"

He frowned. "Do what?"

"Why did you go get help? I didn't want that." Looking back up at the ceiling, she added in a lifeless tone, "I don't want to be here anymore. I'm sick of it all. I'm sick of hurting. I'm sick of this shitty hand I was dealt, I'm ready to fold."

Glenn's heart hurt for her. "I know-"

"NO, Glenn, you don't," she suddenly snapped as she looked back over at him, taking Glenn by surprise. "I am so sick and tired of hearing that, of hearing people claim they 'know', because you don't. You have no fucking clue."

"You're right, I don't. I will never be able to know what you feel, or the extent of what you have been through. I will never understand what goes on in your mind, but what I CAN understand is that you have been put through so much more than most people could ever even imagine going through. I can understand why you feel the way you feel, but…Brandy, you are so essential to this world. So many of us need you. Teresa and I need you here for Violet. We both know Kevin and Henry adore you. You light up every room you walk into, and you are one of the most loving people I know. Please try to see that."

Her chin quivering, quietly she began to break down. "I don't deserve you," she commented, making him give a faint smirk. "I think I need help," she added, looking down at her wrist as she lightly ran a finger along the bandage wrapped around it.

Reaching out, Glenn lightly grabbed her hand. "We're all here for whatever you need," he reassured her, and simply nodding she noted to herself it was time she finally quit thinking of others, and focus on herself.

A/N: I know it has been a bit of a wait, and I know this is taking a bit of a darker turn than my previous version.. I just hope all of you are still enjoying the read! I am still so grateful for the feedback given. :)