Darla shivered as she sat in the chair,her knees drawn up to her chest,her arms around them.She sat there looking out the window.It was dark and cold outside but Darla didn't care,she needed to see the world,she needed to see the world for what it was not for what it had become to her.A cold and cruel world,no love,no joy,no nothing.

Darla winced as her knee touched the bruise on the side of her face and she shivered when she remembered what had happened to cause it earlier that night.He had gotten the crazy idea that she had been eyeballing another man and he had told her in no uncertain terms what would happen to her if he ever found out she was cheating on him.She had tried to tell him that she would never do such a thing and the bruise on her face was the result.

The He mentioned before was the man in her life,her lover,her partner,the man she had once loved.She didn't love him anymore and she often forgot why she had loved him to begin with.Deep in her heart she knew why she had gotten involved with him,she had fallen in love with him almost immediately after meeting him and she had been delighted to learn that he had set his sights on her as well.

She had been an up and coming diva in the WWE at the time.She wasn't a wrestler,she was an entertainer and she had met him backstage.He smiled at her as they were introduced and Darla melted like snow in the sun for him.

They were complete opposites,she was small and petite,he was big and strong.She liked listening to music,he liked motorcycles. And yet they had seemed meant to be when they met.She had loved every bit of him,his sharp green eyes,his huge muscular body,his tattooed arms and his commanding and drawling voice.When they first started going out she had truly thought that he loved her,he used to tease her saying that her name looked so much like 'darling' that that would be what he would call her from then on.Darla smiled at the memory but the smile quickly faded when she remembered how quickly that had changed.The second he had slapped her for the first time,everything changed.

He used to tickle her until she cried for mercy and then make up to her by making love to her.Now he would beat her until she screamed for mercy but he would never give it to her.

He used to feed her icecream off his spoon and watch her eat with a big smile on his face.Now she was lucky to get any food at all and she never ate around him,he said he couldn't stand it.

She now knew he didn't love her but it was too late,it was all about possession and he possessed her,every bit of her.She would never get out of the relationship alive,not unless he got bored with her.She didn't dare leave in the night,she knew he would find her and she had no other means of escape.

Darla started when she heard movement coming from the bed.Please don't let him wake up,please.But her pleas were useless.

"What the hell are you doing out of bed?" Mark demanded.

"I...I w-was just..." Darla stammered.

Mark Calloway scowled as he turned the light on the nightstand on and got up from the bed.He walked over to where Darla was sitting in just his boxers and pulled her out of the chair.

"I told you to never stutter in my presence" Mark snarled as he pulled her to the bed "I also told you to never ever leave the bed without my permission,you wanna take a piss you ask me,you wanna act all pathetic in front of the window you ask me"

Mark violently threw Darla onto the bed and sat on her.Darla squeezed her eyes shut,waiting for the blow.When it didn't come she opened her eyes and regretted doing it immediately.The rage intermingled with lust in Mark's eyes scared Darla more than anything and against her better judgment she pleaded with him.

"Mark please,I didn't mean to..."

*WHACK*

Darla was cut off by the fierce slap that hit her face.Darla fought to stop herself from crying out,knowing that this would only make things worse.Her face felt like it was about to explode and it felt like someone was sticking red hot needles into her cheek and jawbone.She felt a strong hand pull the front of her shirt away and she squeezed her eyes shut,she didn't wanna feel it but she had no choice.

When Mark was satisfied that Darla had learned her lesson,he shoved her aside and laid himself to rest.Darla felt the humiliation course through her as the man next to her let out a content sigh.Darla curled up into a small ball and wept silently.Once she had calmed down enough to stop crying,she slowly fell asleep,wondering,for the umpteenth time,if there was somebody out there that could save her,someone who would protect her and love her.

Little did she know,salvation was just down the hall from the hotelroom she and Mark were staying in.A man who knew Mark all too well.