CHAPTER SEVEN
Michelle frowned when she seen Mark and Glenn scuffling playfully, dragging Raine's ass off the dance floor. "Hey boys, mind if we join you?" She asked, watching them let each other go. "Or is this a private party?"
Raine snorted, grunting when she got shoved down into the seat, looking at the bald guy next to her. "Um, hi." She knew who he was even if she'd never met him. "I'm Raine."
Michelle dropped down by Mark. "Glenn, that's the hellcat who keeps causing trouble." She teased, watching Raine blush and laughed. "Oh calm down girl, you know I'm playing."
This bitch had a lot of nerve sitting next to him. Mark quickly stood up, switching places with Glenn and smiled down at Raine. "How ya doing, darlin'?" He asked softly, ignoring the smirk on Glenn's face.
Glenn cut across Mark, extending his hand to Raine. "Most know me as Kane but you can call me sexy." He joked.
"Shut it." Mark grunted.
"Bite me, Stiff."
What the hell, did people think she and Mark were dating or something? It was a one night stand damn it! "I'll just call ya Kane."
"Damn it…"
Michelle sniggered at the look on both men faces, draining the rest of her drink, watching as Raine did the same. "Need a refill?"
"Definitely." Raine muttered, shifting in her seat so she wasn't so damn close to Mark, she could feel the heat radiating off of him.
"I'll be right back." Michelle slid out of the booth and darted away, knowing Raine would probably be smashed after a few more, the woman's alcohol tolerance was too low for this profession.
"We're not datin ya jackass." Mark said as soon as Michelle was gone and Glenn inquired. "Sorry bout that darlin'." He murmured, sighing when Glenn just smirked. "Ya realize you're sittin' next to my ex?"
"Yeah, what of it?"
"She's tryin' to get under my skin."
Glenn was grinning now, having never seen Mark's feathers ruffled this badly. When Michelle returned, he draped an arm around her shoulder and planted a loud kiss on her cheek.
"Oh no, not interested." Michelle said, pushing him away. "I like guys with long hair, sorry." Before anyone could say a word to this oh-so-subtle hint, she was waving. "David, over here!"
Raine grunted again when she was scooted to the side, squeezed in between Mark and David, feeling like a very tiny bug. "Thanks, Michelle."
"My pleasure."
"What's up?" David asked, not sure why he had come over here until he had seen Raine, smiling down at her, apparently forgetting they'd been fighting.
"Boy, her eyes are up." Mark said coldly.
"I think I know where every part of a woman's body is, Callaway."
Glenn figured he'd do damage control and stood up, shunting Michelle to the side and pulled Raine out of her seat and over the table, plopping back down with her on his lap. "There ya go, see, I'm comfortable as well as incredibly sexy."
Raine could only nod, her tongue had stopped working some time ago.
"You two are like rutting bulls fighting over a prized cow." Michelle commented, groaning when Raine smacked her upside the head. "It wasn't mean that way!"
"Heifer." Raine shot back, sighing and tilted her head back to look up at Glenn. "Thanks by the way, I can breathe now that I'm not cramped in."
"Not a problem honey." He grinned toothily, having to admit she was cute, though he wasn't about to admit that considering he had two 'rutting bulls' glaring at him. "How bout a dance?" He suggested, deciding a break from the table would do them both some good, pulling her off before she could answer.
"You know she'll never go for you, right?" David asked the minute she was gone.
"Well let's see, Bitchtista, she slept with me and not you. What does that say?"
"That she was very, very drunk."
Michelle just sat back and watched the two go at it, smirking the entire time.
***
"I can't dance." Raine told Glenn seriously, sighing in relief when he took the lead. All she had to do was let him guide her, she could handle that. "They're both becoming pains in my ass." She commented, peering around him to find David apparently shooting off at the mouth, rolling her eyes. "So, do you prefer Glenn or Kane?"
Chuckling, Glenn twirled her away from him then back into his arms, laughing when she went 'whoa'. "Glenn. Kane is just my ring name. Unless of course, you like the Big Red Machine." He winked down at her, chuckling again when she blushed. He was a natural born flirt, he couldn't help it.
Michelle watched Raine with an arched eyebrow, glancing at Mark and David, hiding a smile. "I think you both better watch it, looks like she and Glenn are hitting it off." She said casually, sipping her drink.
Glenn was just easy to get along with. Raine didn't feel like she had to be on guard with him, he wasn't trying to get in her pants or harass her. She soon began laughing and joking with him, flirting right back playfully. It was nice to just be herself without needing to worry what the other person was trying to pull.
Glenn began talking about her birthday party, smirking when she groaned at the mention of the spankings. "I swear, I thought I was going to fall outta my chair. You have a nice ass by the way." He added as an afterthought, his tone teasing. As the song changed, so did his expression. "You do know Michelle is bad news, right?" He asked, bending down so their faces were inches apart. "She's after Mark, I just want you to know that, keep your guard up."
"I know she is." Raine said evenly, arching an eyebrow. "I also know she's tryin' to push me off onto David, but…" She shrugged. "That's okay because it ain't workin'. If she wants him, she can have him." Raine held no illusions about Michelle, she was just some relatively close to her age she could chill with. "Thank you though."
Mark watched as Glenn and Raine spoke, wondering just what the hell was that interesting that they were practically kissing. He sighed when Michelle inched closer to him. "You move again and I'm gonna hurt you, Black Widow."
"Now is that anyway to treat a lady, Mark?" David asked chidingly.
"You weren't calling me a black widow when you were fucking me." Michelle snapped, throwing it in his face he had taken her to his bed not so long ago.
"Hell woman, after as much as I drank you could've been the queen of England and I still woulda fucked ya."
David snorted into his beer, glancing up at Michelle, seeing her face turning beet red.
Michelle stood up, trembling with anger and threw what was left of Raine's drink in Mark's face. "Get it through your head, OLD MAN. She doesn't fucking want you! She'll be the first one to say she only slept with you because she was drunk!" She shrieked, storming away from the table, angry tears in her eyes.
Mark wiped the liquor from his face and eyes, blinking rapidly to ease the stinging. Damn bitch. He glared across the table at the now laughing David.
***
"What the hell was that about?" Raine asked, halting with Glenn to watch the drama play out at the table, wishing she could hear what they were saying.
"No clue, come on." He guided her back to the booth, where David was now glaring daggers at Mark, apparently refusing to leave. "Get to steppin' before I put my foot in your ass, boy." He threatened, seeing Mark was on the verge of snapping.
"Fine, I know when I'm not wanted. See you later, slut." David directed that last remark at Raine, brushing rudely past them.
At which point, Glenn planted his foot in David's ass, sending him flying into a waitress with a tray loaded down with drinks.
"Son of a bitch!"
"Watch your footing, son!"
Raine had been doing pretty well with her temper all things considered but David calling her a slut, AGAIN, was just too much. She pushed past Glenn, pulled the waitress back and tackled him. "I'm only a slut because I won't sleep with you!" She snarled, landing one quick punch on his forehead before she was pulled away by the bouncers. "Keep runnin' yer fucken mouth, David, and I'm gonna rip out yer damn tongue!"
"Fine, I'll call you Mark's slut then!" He bellowed back, wiping booze off of his face, sneering at her.
Mark heard that and it was his turn to attack. He grabbed David by the throat while Glenn kept the bouncers back. "I'm gettin' REALLY tired of your mouth, boy and especially how you talk to her. If anyone is the slut around here, it's YOU!"
By this time, Glenn was being ushered out the door along with Raine, Mark and David soon following as well.
Once she was free of the bouncers, Raine kicked David the minute she could, the tip of her shoe connecting with the back of his knee. "I warned you to stop callin' me a slut." She growled, groaning when Glenn held her back. "Oh come on, just one more kick!"
Michelle was sitting on the hood of her car, waiting for Raine and watched all this, beginning to snap pictures with her cell phone. Finally she tucked it away and slid to the ground, wiping tears off her cheeks. "You ready, Raine? Your daddy just called and said you had to be up early."
Raine was to glad to have a distraction form her anger to be annoyed with being talked to like she was a child. "Yeah, I'm ready." She pulled away from Glenn, kicking David one more time before walking over to Michelle.
"Nice meeting you, honey!" Glenn called after her, following Mark to the car. "You need to learn to watch your temper… so does she."
"Go fuck yourself."
"I keep telling you, that's no fun."
***
"Raine Marie, get your little ass up, right now."
"Go away, Shawn. I'm sleepin'." She grumbled, shrieking when the blankets flew off of her. Opening her eyes, she sat up damn quick when she seen not only Shawn but Shane towering over her. Shawn looked pissed, Shane looked smug. "I didn't do it." She said automatically.
Shane shoved a picture in her face, one of her kicking David. "I'd say you did. Do you realize this is all over the damn internet now?"
"Uh oh."
"You damn right." Shawn snapped.
***
Mark was not in a good mood when he arrived at work, shoving anyone who was dumb enough to get in his way out of it. He had one person in mind and when he seen the son of a bitch, he didn't think twice about punching him in the face. "So you think it's funny puttin' shit on the internet, eh?" He demanded angrily.
"What the fuck, Mark?" David shouted, shoving the other man back and felt his bleeding lip. "What the fuck are you talking about?"
"THIS!" Mark roared, shoving a picture in David's face. "I swear to god if you don't leave her alone, I'm gonna kill you, bury yer ass and piss on your grave!"
***
Raine had been suspended until the pay-per-view, without pay of course and then fined on top of it. She knew Stephanie had pulled strings to keep Shane from firing her completely and sighed. If she would have know she was being photographed, she would have made it worthwhile and broken David's jaw.
***
"Shane, you need to understand somethin'-"
"No, I don't. She attacked one of my superstars."
"He called her a slut!" Mark shot back, wondering just what the hell Raine had done to be in Shane's disfavor. "What did ya do to her?"
"Suspension and a fine." Shane didn't even look up from his paperwork.
***
She couldn't even watch the show, instead drinking the mini bar dry and lounged in a chair, staring moodily at the wall. Shawn had warned her time and time again her temper would get the better of her. He was right. She should have ignored David, what was he to her anyway? Nothing but a man-whore who was pissed he couldn't have her.
Raine snorted, unscrewing the lid off another pint of vodka. On the bright side, Shawn wasn't forcing her to go home, he was keeping her on the road until her suspension was up. Probably to keep her out of even more trouble.
***
"Pops, I got a hang-over, this is cruel and unusual punishment." Raine groaned, wishing he would box with someone else. She barely moved in time to avoid getting it taken off.
"Next time don't drink till ya pass out." Shawn said, jabbing again, this time sending her to her ass. He shook his head, sighing. "Go shower Raine, come back when you can walk straight." He helped her up, nudging her out the gym doors.
"Oh mah head…" She groaned, shielding her eyes from the sunlight.
Shawn shook his head, watching as she mumbled something to Paul who passed her by.
"Hard night?" Paul asked, arching an eyebrow at the pissed look on Shawn's face. He knew that look. He sighed and pulled on a pair of boxing gloves, beginning to circle his friend. "Come on, old man, take your frustration out." Paul groaned when he got a sharp jab to his mouth. "Now it's on!"
***
"Michelle, I'm grounded." Raine said flatly later that night, sitting in another hotel, in a hotel bar with the blond. "Shawn said no more drinkin'."
"Raine, you're twenty-two. I realize he's your dad and mentor, but honestly…" Michelle knew exactly which buttons to press, seeing Raine's green eyes flashing. "If you want to be his little girl forever, fine. I just thought you could use a drink." She smiled when Raine hesitantly nodded, ordering two shots of whiskey and asked for the bottle to stay. "That's my girl!"
Raine clinked shot glasses with her, downing it and winced. "Just a few." She coughed, watching Michelle refill their glasses.
"Of course."