Silence was the only sound as Mark and Elis'Angela looked at each other. Hunter figured that they were both trying to see what the other was thinking. He knew that she would try to protest, but damn it the abuse had to stop somewhere. And today was the day. The plan that he devised would not only ensure that Elis' Angela grew a backbone, but give Taker another chance at love. Looking at Taker, he could still see the pain reflecting in his emerald eyes. The man deserved someone that loved him, not someone who would hurt him. Even though the "American Badass" came off as a cruel individual, Mark was a gentle giant. Hunter laughed out loud at that.
"What the hell are you laughing at?" He snapped his mouth shut, not wanting to get into trouble. "Nothing." Clearing his throat, he repeated it. "I'm not laughing at all. So Angela, how do you feel about this?"
She mulled over the issue, chewing on it as though it were a piece of candy. It was a big decision to make. On one hand, she didn't want to step on anyone's toes and making the problem worse. The last thing she needed was to quit another job because people wouldn't leave her alone. But on the other hand, she was beyond tired of dealing with everyone's bullshit. It wasn't going to be long before the shit hit the fan. Plus, Taker could offer her the protection that she needed for a while. So whether she liked it or not, it was what she needed.
"I'm not gonna lie, I'm a bit nervous about it. But I think that I'm in good hands with Taker. So Yes, I'll do it." Mark's eyes lit up, knowing his mother would be proud of him for helping someone in their time of need, especially a woman. Hunter opened his mouth to say something else but the phone rang. "Okay guys I guess that's it. Taker you know what to do."
With nothing else holding them back, both WWE employees left the office. As they walked through the halls, the superstars whispered to each other. She held her head down in embarrassment but Mark wrapped his arm around her shoulder, pulling her closer. "Where are we going?"
He chuckled. "I'll tell you afterwards. It seems like we have an audience in the back." Sure enough there were people trailing behind them whispering in each other's ears. Mark could feel her shaking in his arms. The situation was working her nerves. "How are we gonna make it without them following us to your room?"
"Fuck them. If just because they follow us to the lockerroom doesn't mean they're gonna get in. Lesson 1: don't let your enemy make you nervous." They arrived at their destination and stepped inside. Without a second glance back, Mark slammed the door shut behind him.
He turned to see her still standing. "What are you still standing for sweetheart?" He watched as she opened and closed her mouth, trying to say something that she obviously didn't want to say.
"Why are you being so nice to me? Is this just a joke so you can start a rumor about how I slept with you or something?"
Another deep chuckle emitted from his throat as he sat in a chair opposite her. "Sit down sweetheart." He could see the wariness and uncertainty in her eyes. "I'm not going to hurt you. You want an explanation, I'm gonna give you one."
Once Elis' Angela had settled down, he spoke. "I want to make one thing clear. I'm not helping you so I can go behind you back and talk shit. When I first saw you, I didn't like you at all because I figured that you were just another catty ass diva like Naomi and Nikki Bella. When Glen told me that Stephanie and Paul had found her damn near beaten to death, it brought back some unpleasant memories from my past." He noticed that she had leaned back into the chair with her arms and legs crossed.
"What does that have to do with the fact that Hunter made me your assistant?" This time it was Taker who looked flustered. "Obviously it's because I want you to stay out of trouble. I've talked to Vince and he's arranged for both of us to take 3 months off. So if you have a hotel room, you might as well grab your stuff and give it up."
Elis'Angela gasped. "What do you mean I have to give up my hotel room?"
He grabbed his keys, phone and his gym bag. "It means that your coming home with me."