Ch 18

The next morning Stacy was awoken by her cell phone ringing. She looked at the caller id seeing it was Adam. She answered it curious to see if he would tell her the truth now.

"Thank God, you answered. Are you ok? Where are you?" he frantically asked.

"Are you ready to tell me what you're hiding?" she ignored his questions just wanting to know if he was still going to play games with her.

"I'm not hiding a damn thing. Will you please stop this nonsense and meet me. We need to talk now," he raised his voice slightly making her let out a frustrated sigh.

"There is nothing to talk about till you're ready to come clean."

"Will you meet me today?"

"Nope, I think we need time apart," she tried to sound firm as tears brimmed in her eyes.

"What the hell does that mean?" he sounded terrified.

"I'm not staying married to a liar. I can't trust you anymore," she stood up going to the window looking out over the city.

"I'm not lying to you. I love you more than anything. Please Stacy we need to get together and talk," he pleaded with her.

"I'm not in the mood for bullshit. I need my space right now," she firmly said hearing him curse on the other end.

"So are we getting divorced? Are we over?" his voice cracked as he asked. Stacy felt sick to her stomach hearing the question. She took a deep breath calming her nerves knowing she couldn't stay with him now he had broken her trust.

"It sure looks that way. Goodbye Adam," she hung up fighting the tears and nausea. She turned the phone off knowing he would keep calling over and over. She dropped the phone in her purse. She looked at Mark still sleeping on the couch. He looked so peacefully she didn't have the heart to wake him up yet. She decided to go take a shower then she would wake him so they could hit the road.

The moment she turned on the water stepping into the shower she started to cry letting it all out hoping the shower would drown the sounds of her breakdown. She hit the walls of the shower in frustration not understanding why Adam had lied to her over and over.

"I should have never married him," she said tilting her face directly into the water letting it wash her tears away as she sobbed. She couldn't stop thinking she had been a fool and Adam never really loved her. That it had always been one big game with him. "My marriage has been a hoax," she sunk to her knees letting the water cascade down on her as she cried promising herself this would be the last time she cried over Adam.

Mark slowly awoke rubbing the sleep from his eyes. He was slightly disappointed to find Stacy wasn't next to him. He rose stretching his sore muscles heading into the bedroom. He heard the shower going, he paused for a moment listening more carefully hearing her sobs mixed with the beating down water. Mark slowly paced staring at the bathroom door fighting the urge to go comfort her.

"Hey Stacy, are you ok?" he raised his hand lightly knocking on the door. Stacy jumped hearing his voice.

"Yes, I'll be right out," she raised her voice over the shower wiping her tears away. Mark reluctantly stepped away from the door. He went back to getting his clothes out of his bag. He turned when he heard the door open. Stacy hurried out of the bathroom wearing a black tank top and black shorts.

"Good morning," she softly said not looking at him as she passed going into the other room. Mark didn't say a word just followed her wrapping his arms around her.

"What happened?" he whispered kissing her forehead.

"Adam called this morning and I told him its over we are getting divorced," she trembled refusing to let the tears win again. "There is no reason to think I can ever work things out with him. He broke the trust once that is broken its over. I still am determined to find out what he is hiding."

"We will find out. Are you going to be ok?" Mark looked into her red tear swollen eyes understanding perfectly what she going through.

"I'll be ok," she tried to smile.

"Will you do me a favor?"

"Sure anything," she felt like she owed him so much for what he had been doing for her.

"Next time you need to cry it out don't hide in the shower come to me," he caressed her cheek. She nodded ok hugging him. Mark held her tightly wishing he could take all her pain away.

Adam arrived at the next arena early hoping to talk to Vince and Stephanie again hoping one of them could help him track down Stacy. He refused to let Stacy start divorce proceedings. He had to find a way to talk to her.

"Mark has been in a lot of pain lately. What is the plan for the championship if he gets injured or needs to a break sooner then we expect," Stephanie's voice came from Vince's partially opened door.

"Adam is next in line. We will just bump up his run but I don't think we need to worry Mark will be fine," Vince confidently spoke. Adam smiled hearing the news.

"You're probably right. I just wanted to make sure we were prepared. You never know what can happen."

"Accidents I can understand but if Batista touches Mark I will suspend him for months and months," Vince warned her making Stephanie sigh.

"Dave will not touch Mark. You should be warning Mark about touching anyone."

"Mark has every right to rip Dave and your head off for all I care. You messed up so deal with the consequences. I'm not protecting you but I will suspend Mark too if he takes it too far at work but outside of work I could care less what he does to you or your boy toy," Vince sounded very annoyed.

Adam slowly crept away from the door heading towards the locker room. As soon as he was alone his mind started to run a mile a minute on a way to use the problems between Mark and Dave to help him get the championship sooner then all he had to do was get Stacy back and start their family.