A Woman's Heart | By : RomeoRoselliFan Category: WWF/WWE > General Views: 1665 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Disclaimer: I don't own the big guy, just Shayna. Mark owns him self and is under contract with WWE. Don't sue me I aint got anything but a pain in the ass husband and two kid's. The kid's I'll keep I'll give the husband away for FREE!
Mark Calloway sat on the front porch of the cabin; his boss had sent him to. He loved the piece and solitude of the mountains. The mountains had always been someplace he would go when his life was a mess. Right now his life was such a mess he didn't know whether he was coming or going. Since the night he'd walked in on Sara and his cousin in bed his life had been taking a dive and it was taking his career with it. Vince had given him a six-month leave of absence and offered to pay him as if he was still working. Everyone seemed to think Vince McMahon was a hard ass and a cheap skate but when it came right down to it Vince McMahon was usually the one who understood what people were going through. Mark looked up as a car drove up the long driveway and stopped. Wondering who it was Mark got up from his seat and made his way to the car. "Hi are you lost?" Mark asked the pretty brunette who stepped from the car.
"Nope, my name is Shayna McMahon. My uncle said you would be arriving today. I just wanted to stop by and see if you needed anything."
"So you're the beautiful niece Vince talks about all the time." Mark said smiling.
"Well I don't know about beautiful, but yes I am Vince's niece." Shayna said blushing.
"Well I would say your uncle's description was right on."
"Well thank you."
"You're welcome, care for some coffee?" Mark asked.
"Coffee would be great." Shayna replied.
"Well come on in."
"So did you have any trouble finding this place? It can be kind of confusing if you aren't from this area."
"No, the directions Vince gave were great. Now if Stephanie had given them to me I would have gotten lost."
"That is true, Poor Steph has no sense of direction. She'd get lost finding her way out of a paper bag." Shayna said laughing. "I trust everything was to your liking when you arrived?"
"Perfect! I assume you were the one who put the groceries in the refrigerator?" Mark asked pulling down two coffee cups.
"Yes, since you weren't going to be here until today and the grocery store is closed I knew you would need a few things."
"What grocery store closes on a Sunday?"
"This is a small town in the mountains Mr. Calloway, they tend to do thing half ass backwards around here."
"I take it you're from around here then? And please call me Mark. Mr. Calloway makes me feel old."
"All right then Mark, actually I was born and raised in Connecticut two doors down from my uncle's house. I didn't move to West Virginia until I got married."
"So you're married."
"Divorced, three years now this past January."
"Didn't you want to move back home?"
"No my parents aren't living anymore and Uncle Vince and Aunt Linda aren't around much, besides I decided to hit the cheating bastard where it hurts I took his house and I took his favorite place on earth…His cabin." Shayna said grinning.
"Touché" Mark said raising his cup in a salute.
" I didn't want to intrude just wanted to make sure everything was okay up here. Nothing's broken, roofs not leaking?"
"Everything is great, thanks for letting me use the place."
"Not a problem, anything for a friend of my uncle's."
"Yeah well if it weren't for your uncle I probably wouldn't have a job right now."
"Uncle Vince understands a lot more then people think he does. Aunt Linda well she's another story. She can be a ruthless bitch when she wants to be."
"You said it not me." Mark said grinning behind his coffee cup.
"I'm allowed she's my Aunt." Shayna said her laughter filling the room.
"So Shayna, what do you do around this sleepy little town?"
"Well I work as a receptionist part time and I raise my kid's."
"Kids? You don't look old enough to have kids."
"Well thank you I'll take that as a compliment."
"How many kids do you have?" Mark asked glancing at her.
"Two girls, Ryan and Samantha. Ry is 6 and Samantha is 3."
"You don't look old enough to have a 6-year-old. How old are you if you don't mind me asking."
"I just turned 33 January 15th." Shayna said with a smile.
"Same birthday as Shane."
"Yep that's how I ended up being named Shayna, Shane is an hour older than I am. Uncle Vince said if we were going to share the same birthday then we might as well share the same name my mom and dad liked it so they went with it. When we were kids people couldn't tell if we were twins or not. Aunt Linda used to tell them yes we were we just had different mothers."
"So you and Shane were close growing up?"
"Extremely close, we still are."
"That's good."
"So tell me about you, I know you're a wrestler but tell me about you." Shayna said sitting back in her chair.
"Well let's see here, I turn 41 in March, I was born and raised in Houston Texas. I've got a kid on the way but I'm not sure if it's mine. Both my parents are still alive and no Glenn Jacobs is not my brother." Mark said with a shrug.
"Wait a minute back up, you have a kid on the way but you're not sure if it's yours?" Shayna asked.
"I caught my wife in bed with my cousin. Six months ago. She claims it just happened and it was just that time but I had heard she was seeing him for a while. Neither of them will admit it."
"That sucks." Shayna said shaking her head.
"Yeah tell me about it, it has caused a huge rift in the family."
"Mark I'm sorry, that's just wrong. If she was going to cheat on you she could have at least picked someone you didn't even know."
"Yeah well Sara is Sara and she doesn't think like normal people."
"She needs her ass kicked." Shayna said without thinking.
Mark looked at her and chuckled. "You offering your services?"
"I'm sorry I didn't mean to say that out loud."
"No harm done, what happened is my own fault. I was gone too much and was barely home." redundant
"That is bullshit. She knew what she was getting into when she married you. If she couldn't hack being a wrestling widow she shouldn't have married you."
"A wrestling widow?" Mark asked laughing.
"Yes, it's what Steph and I use to call wrestling wives. Sorry." Shayna said blushing again.
"No need to be sorry I never heard them referred to that way before. But now that I think about it, that is appropriate."
"Listen I better let you get back to your piece and quiet I just wanted to stop by and introduce myself. If you need anything or just want to talk stop by, my house is the first one on the left at the end of the road that comes up here." Shayna said standing up and taking her cup to the sink and rinsing it out.
"Thanks I'll do that. Stop by anytime you feel like talking, I could use some company sometimes."
"I just might do that." Shayna said smiling as he walked her out on to the porch.
"See you around Shayna." Mark said as she got into her car. "Don't even think about it man, she's the boss's niece." He said to himself as he watched her drive off.
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