CHAPTER EIGHT
David walked into the hotel bar, needing a drink after the hellacious day he had had with Vince. He was reprimanded and fined for his part in the whole 'Raine fiasco', was there never an end to the trouble that bitch caused? He hadn't even laid a finger on her and he still got his ass chewed out. He had considered fighting it but… That trail of thought died when he seen Raine and Michelle laughing together at a table.
"So anyway, Mickie was so pissed off she wound up cutting Melina's hair and that's why she wears the extensions." Michelle giggled, pushing the almost empty bottle out of the way, having kept Raine fairly well distracted for the past few hours.
"Damn that's cold." Raine drawled slowly, focusing on her words so she didn't jumble them. "Ah think it's tahme fer me to go."
"When you're toasted you got one hell of an accent, did you know that? Tahme?"
"Good evening, ladies." David greeted, looking down at Raine who seemed about fifteen sheets to the wind while Michelle was bright and bushy tailed. When she invited him to sit, he did, right next to Raine. "So what are we drinking?"
"JD of course." Michelle said, smiling sweetly, watching as Raine began to get her second wind, gesturing for another bottle. "We were fixing to play quarters."
"We were?" Raine watched as the game was set up, playing until she finally just gave up, dropping her head back. "Ah'm done."
Michelle giggled, looking at David when he arched an eyebrow. "A drunk with an accent." She explained.
He nodded, eyes never leaving Raine. When he did glance at Michelle, he could see she was up to no good and that was perfect, neither was he. "Come on, beautiful, you look exhausted." He said gently, catching Michelle's nod and helped Raine to her feet.
Michelle snapped a few pictures as he guided her out of the bar, smirking when Raine wrapped her arms around David to keep from falling. "Sorry kid, nothing personal." She muttered, standing up and tossing Raine's hotel key into a nearby trash can.
***
Raine kept her eyes closed as the elevator moved, sighing in relief when they finally got onto the floor. "Here…" She fumbled in her jeans for her key, groaning when she couldn't find it. "Ah think Ah lost mah key." She mumbled, each word coming slower and slower.
Sighing, he fished in her pocket, beginning to smirk. "I have a room, you can share it with me if you're comfortable with that." He offered, his mouth right next to her ear. He almost chuckeld when she just nodded her head limply. Lifting her up in his arms, David carried her to his room, mentally reminding himself to thank Michelle for this later on.
***
Raine had a hard time remembering what was happening. Flashes of things would register in her drunken mind. She heard the unzip of jeans, then nothing. When clarity returned again, she was astride someone, then it was back to the fog. Again when it returned she was bent over a bed that wasn't hers, gripping the sheets. "Oh God…" She moaned, hissing when her ass was slapped, fighting the desire to sink back into a stupor, forcing herself to sober up a bit.
"That's it baby." David growled against her skin, running his tongue up her spine, one arm wrapped securely around her waist and he pistoned in and out of her. "Oh fuck yeah, cum for me Raine…"
She was fucking David, oh Christ! She was also apparently enjoying it as her still not listening body reacted to his words, spasming around him. Raine let out a muffled cry of pleasure, burying her face in the bed, feeling him tensing behind her followed by his own release. "Oh fuck…" She groaned, gasping when he leaned over her, seeing his arms just beside her head. "Damn it…"
David was smirking, staring down at her slick back, knowing his own body was covered in a sheen of perspiration as well. That had been interesting, too bad she would only remember parts of it. "I need a drink." He grunted, pulling away from her and walking over to the mini bar. He poured himself a tumbler of whiskey, watching as Raine tried to get her equilibrium, shaking his head.
Raine was desperately wishing she had remained unconscious for all of it, wishing she could go back to her stupor though it was way too late now. She couldn't keep the tears from spilling down her cheeks as she leaned over the bed, fumbling for her jeans, digging her cell phone from her pocket. It took her several tries to get the power on, her fingers slipping on the tiny buttons. Shawn would probably send her home but she didn't care, she just wanted her daddy.
"Calling daddy dearest?" David taunted, crawling onto the bed and pulled her back up, turning her so she was kneeling facing him. "I didn't rape you." He said in a deadly tone of voice, seeing the tears on her face. "You were consenting for all of this, begging in fact. Want to see the proof?" He held up his own cell phone, which showed a badly filmed but still filmed movie of them. She was screaming his name, begging for him to fuck her harder. He snorted when she cried even harder. "I'll make you a deal, Raine. The world won't see this video if you stop talking to Mark, completely." He did owe Michelle after all. "That means you don't even work with him. Do whatever you have to do to get out of this storyline with him, because if you don't, your reputation is ruined."
"Fine!" She cried, pulling away from him and falling off the bed, not caring. Raine dug her clothes from under the bed, trying to stop shaking long enough to put them on. She choked back a sob when he took her panties out of her hand, knowing that was just more proof he wanted to destroy her life and career. Somehow, she managed to put on her remaining clothes, jamming her feet into her sneakers.
"Good girl." David purred, patting her head with a grin on his face, gesturing toward the door. "Remember, you either do it or you're done." He opened the door and pushed her out into the hallway. "Oh, and by the way, Raine? You positively suck in bed." He slammed the door in her face.
***
"You've GOT to be kidding me." Stephanie blinked as she looked at Raine, not believing what she just heard. "You're REFUSING to be Mark's partner because of your one night stand? So you two slept together, who cares? Do you have any idea how much hard work I've put into this angle, Raine?"
"Do it or you're fired."
"Shane, quit with your piddly bullshit!" Stephanie shrieked, glaring daggers at her brother before whirling back onto Raine. "What happened?" She demanded, spotting the hickey on Raine's neck and frowned.
"Stephanie, you know I like you but it's really none of your business." Raine said firmly, folding her arms over her chest. "You can either fire me or put me elsewhere. Either way I'm not workin' with Mark. I never wanted too and I made that known from the get-go."
"Raine, you can't do this! This will mess everything up not to mention it's going to piss off Vince!" She whined, not believing this was happening. "You're seriously going to risk your career with this? Do you have any idea what you're even doing anymore?" Stephanie shook her head, dropping down behind her desk. "I'm talking to Shawn about this first."
"Go ahead, he's my adopted-dad, not my boss." Raine shrugged, turning to stare at Shane. "Put me either on the shelf with a fake injury or assign me elsewhere." She demanded, knowing if he really wanted too he could go over Stephanie's head. When he smirked, she took a step towards him, lowering her voice so Steph couldn't hear her. "If you don't, I'll make sure everyone knows the real reason why ya can't stand the sight of me. Seduced any teenagers lately?" She seen his face drain of color and nodded. "Make it happen." Raine stormed out from the room. That was the first time she had ever blackmailed anyone but she was pretty desperate right now.
"We'll put her back with DX." Shane said after a long moment, swallowing hard.
"No, you can't do that Shane!"
"Watch me!"
***
Raine was sitting with Shawn when the news came, sighing in relief. She seen the confusion on Shawn's face and frowned. "I'm just not comfortable with him, pops." She said quietly, nodding at Shane. "Thank you."
"Don't ever mention it again." He grunted.
Shawn waited until Shane was gone before turning to stare down at her. He frowned when she tossed her arms around his neck and began crying, rubbing her back soothingly. "What's the matter, honey?" He asked softly, hearing her sob she had made a stupid mistake and sighed. Life on the road was hard and she was learning that. He wished he could protect her but… sometimes people had to make mistakes and learn.
***
"What? What do you mean I'm teamin' with Michelle now?"
"Mark, I've tried everything in my power to NOT let this happen, you have to believe me. Raine has made it abundantly clear she does NOT want to work with you." Stephanie said flatly.
Mark groaned and rubbed his temples, not believing this. He was on his day off, in Houston. No doubt Stephanie felt safer delivering this news via the telephone. "Somethin' happened." He said finally.
"I know but I'm not sure what. Though- and you did NOT hear this from me- but she had a hickey on her neck…"
There was a commotion followed by a dial tone, letting her know she had just been hung up on.
***
Michelle frowned when she seen Raine just standing under the shower, taking in some interesting marks on the younger woman. "You alright?" She could afford to be generous, she had gotten her way.
"Yeah." Raine murmured, green eyes opening. "I can't believe you let me go off with him."
"Honey, you have any idea how drunk I was? I went off with a woman."
Raine had to crack a smile at the disgusted look on Michelle's face.
Smiling back, Michelle walked out of the showers, humming to herself.
***
"I refuse to tag with Michelle."
"Mark, you know it's been finalized already."
"Somethin' happen Glenn. I don't know what it is, but I have this feelin' that won't go away."
Glenn sighed dramatically. "You're not really the Undertaker you know, you don't have 'feelings' or 'premonitions'."
"Fuck yourself."
"For the last time, no means no."
***
Two nights later, Glenn wasn't so amused. He walked up behind Michelle, seeing she was watching DX on a monitor, somehow not surprised to see Raine back with them. "Hey, Shelly."
"It's Michelle!"
"Okay, Michelle. I'm supposed to give you this." He pressed a key into her hand. "Mark's room, as soon as you can."
Her eyes lit up excitedly. "Really?"
"Yeah, said something about needing a real woman in his life and not some punk kid." Glenn watched as she flew by, shaking his head. "Bitch."
***
When Michelle arrived at the hotel room, she wasn't surprised to find it pitch black. She closed the door behind her and leaned back against it. "Mark?"
"Michelle." He purred from across the room, green eyes adjusted to the darkness. "Darlin'…"
She almost melted, feeling her way across the room until she could make out his outline. "I'm glad you changed your mind, Mark."
He chuckled softly. "It was only a matter of time before I seen reason, you already knew that." He could see her nodding. "Darlin', I gotta admit, what ya did was a stroke of pure genius."
Michelle smiled nervously, wondering what the hell was going on. Her eyes drank him in eagerly when he stepped back into a patch of moonlight. "I don't know what you mean, Mark." she whispered, confusion in her tone. Damn if he wasn't sexy even when he was dangerous.
"Come on darlin', there's no reason to be ashamed of what ya did." He rumbled, smirking somewhat. "You did what ya needed too to prove to me what a real woman would do for her man."
"Yeah…" She agreed breathlessly.
"Musta been awfully easy to trick her."
Michelle felt like she was walking into a trap but was unable to stop herself when he gave her that smirk. "Yes, it was." She whispered, licking her dry lips. "She doesn't want you, she never did. I didn't really do anything… I just gave her whiskey… Dave did the rest." She murmured, guilt beginning to roll through her as she confessed slowly.
That was all Mark needed to hear and flipped on the lamp that rested beside him, light flooding the room. He watched as Michelle whirled around to find Shane and Stephanie McMahon standing against a wall, both looking completely blown away. "Games over, Black Widow."
"We'll take it from here, Mark." Shane spoke up finally, clearing his throat. "We need to get back to the arena and find Raine. We're going to need statements from both her and Michelle, not to mention David will have to confess."
"Good luck with that." Stephanie snorted.
***
"David, leave me alone, I did it alright?" Raine snarled furiously, tempted to take his head off when he dragged her into a locker room. "You got what ya wanted on all accounts so-"
David shut her up with a brutal kiss, slamming her back into the nearest wall. He smirked when he felt her beginning to hit him. "You can do better than that." He teased, nipping her neck.
"Found her." Came Paul's anger filled voice. He had received a phone call from Stephanie not to long ago and along with Shawn had set off to find Raine.
David blinked, stepping away from her.
Wiping her mouth with the back of her hand, Raine watched as Paul grabbed Shawn to keep him from attacking.
"Dave, I think you better respect her wishes and step off. Mark is on his way." Paul said slowly, enunciating clearly, watching the fear spreading on David's face.
"Wrong move, Raine." David snarled, stepping away from her and towards the door. "Move before I move you."
"You're not goin' anywhere just yet." Mark said, stepping behind Paul and Shawn, smirking as they stepped into the room and out of his way, just behind him was Michelle being escorted by Shane and Stephanie.
Nobody moved to stop Mark when he attacked David, though Shawn did try to join in, still being held back by Paul.
"You fuckin' prick! You raped her!" Mark roared with each punch.
"No, I didn't!" David shouted, trying to push Mark away. "It was consensual! Tell him Raine!"
"Raine?" Shawn asked, his eyes pleading with her to say she had been forced. It was a painful thought but the other explanation was just as painful.
Raine swallowed hard. "It was consensual." She whispered, shame flooding through her.
"She was drunk, of course it was." Michelle spoke up, watching Mark. She had seen the expression on his face when Raine admitted it had been willing, knowing she didn't have a chance of getting him back. "But that doesn't change the fact that he videotaped it and has been blackmailing her with it."
Raine just shook her head, hiding her face in her hands so she wouldn't see the anguished look on Shawn's face.
"Drunk, means she couldn't have defended herself either or make a competent decision." Mark spat, ramming David's head into the floor, looking at Michelle angrily. "She was your little accomplice wasn't she?"
"Yeah, she wanted you back and I wanted Raine." David groaned, spitting blood from his mouth.
"Where's the video?"
"Like I'd tell you?" He snorted. "Get serious."
"One match," Mark said, pulling away from him so he didn't try to kill him. "If you win, you can keep that video, if I win you give it to me and stay the fuck away from Raine, got me?"
"That's it? You're on."