....as usual,
things had gone
from good to bad.

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“I had it all planned out the night I got suspended and I was in such a good mood cause that was the night…” He whispered, “Why don’t you want to look at me?”

“Because this is the moment where you end things, so I am sorry if I…”

His eyes widened, and he immediately cut me off, “Woah Kenz, I just got divorced!”

I stared at him as it had been the complete opposite of what I had expected him conclude with.

“I didn’t want to scream it out like that but I had the papers drawn up a month or two ago and she signed it and got everything finalized while I was out” He stared at me expectantly as he finished while I couldn’t find the words.

“I… I thought things were complicated” I whispered after abit and saw a sense of relief wash over him as I finally said something.

“They were, but it was time. I was expecting a different reaction from you”

“I’m not quite sure how I am meant to react because I want to express my happiness for the fact that you aren’t dumping me like I thought and feel better. However, I don’t want to be insensitive because you shared a decade with her and now its over. I’m not exactly sure how you want my reaction to be, Brock.”

“I want you to understand what the end of that means for us.” He whispered and I could see that he was struggling to connect the dots for me.

I wanted to question him on if he finally realized it was time to finalize things because of me but I knew it wasn’t the right time.

I wasn’t seeing whatever he was because I didn’t see him wanting me as his girlfriend having just gotten a divorce while we were together. But I was relieved that I wouldn’t have to overthink the situation with his wife and wonder.

“Can you say something?” I heard him and saw his eyes searching mine as I had drifted in thought.

I still couldn’t say anything because I was processing it all and I was concerned I wouldn’t say the right thing so instead I would express it the best way he appreciated things; physically.

I moved forward and kissed him hard and I could feel him smirking against my lips before I parted mine to grant him entry. I pressed my body onto him and he fell back while his fingers slipped beneath the silk fabric as I continued to rock onto his growing manhood. 

His mouth left mine and kissed along my neck while my fingers hooked into his underwear which caught his attention as his blue eyes met mine, “Aren't you still…”

“I don’t care, I want you right now” I breath and all he needed was permission. He tipped me over and slid into me slowly despite the intense lust that filled his eyes for me.

“You are not my whore. You know that, right?” He said again and I was caught off guard but I guess he knew I could overthink and wanted to silence any lingering doubts. I nodded so he knew I understood and he kissed me again.

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Pounding on my front door woke me up instead of Brock on the phone this time and I opened my eyes to no one beside me.

The brief panic that had filled me disappeared as I heard the shower running from my bathroom.

I got up but quickly remembered my nighty being ripped off somewhere along the passion shared between Brock and I. I grabbed the towel I had thrown over my chair the previous night as I was sure it was just Paige wanting to know how it all went after she abandoned me.

My eyes widened as I opened the door because it definitely wasn’t my best friend, it was Brock’s manager. I didn’t bother questioning how he knew to find my apartment because as always it was his job to know everything that involved Brock.

“Where is he?” He didn’t contain the annoyance in his voice because he had to come looking for his client.

“Where is who?” I questioned innocently as if the beast was not in my shower because ever since he had referred to me as a slut he wasn’t exactly my favourite person.

He raised his voice as he answered me but I wasn’t afraid, had it been Brock then maybe.“You know very well who I am…”

“Actually, I do not because ‘he’ could mean any one” I raised my voice as well.

He chuckled sadistically, “Oh yes, you are correct. I seemed to have forgotten about all the different fighters you have in here every..”

I immediately slapped him but quickly regretted it as I hadn’t meant to do anything violent at all.

“Do you have any idea what you just did by assaulting…”

“What the fuck is going on here?” Brock’s loud voice ran through my apartment and I turned and saw him in his trackpants glancing between us.

“She slapped me!” Brock seemed amused despite his friend’s dramatic hand on his face.

“He was being disrespectful.” I shrugged, if Brock had been glaring at me I probably wouldn’t have acted so nonchalant.

“Are you just going to let her get away with assaulting me? You said you would be at the lunch meeting. The investor left because you didn’t pitch and ofcourse I knew I would find you here with her!”

“Call him and tell him that we will be at his office in thirty minutes. I don’t want to hear another fucking word.”

I made myself scarce and disappeared into my room as they spoke. I was about to head into the bathroom for a shower when Brock entered the room.

“I have to leave...” He walked towards me while I nodded and sensed the awkwardness between us as we had never had a proper goodbye.
After a few seconds he turned to leave but then stopped and turned around, “Oh and next time please don’t answer your front door like that”

“It was just Paul and I am sure I proved that I could handle him” I smiled and made my way over to him and placed a kiss on his lips.

“It could have been anyone from work or on your floor” He narrowed his blue eyes at me.

“No, it could have just been Paige or Tom…” He tensed as soon as Tom’s name left my mouth.

“Have you and Tom ever?” He slowly asked and I was surprised at Brock being afraid to ask a question.

“Are you serious?” I frowned as I was sure he knew that Tom was a married man but he didn’t answer me which meant he was.

“Paul is waiting for you, you should get going.” I didn’t want to get into an argument with him after the amazing morning we had and Paul eavesdropping would be the cherry on top.

“Fine.” He sighed, “So, I will see you tonight then?”

“I’m not sure what time I will be home. We have a meeting at the gym so I will be picked up soon...”

“By we you're including him…”

“Brock, I have always driven with him. Why are you getting so hyped up about it?” I took a step back from him.

“Because I don't like the idea of the woman I am fucking, driving with another man.”

I stared at him and wanted to question if that was all it was as he hadn’t said it was because I was his girlfriend but with his mood shift it was best not to.

“He is my friend, Paige drives with us as well. I have nothing with Tom nor have I ever had anything other than platonic with him, Brock” I spoke calmly even though I was hurt by the questioning.

“Now then why can't you drive with me after shows if you have nothing with him then?”

“Because it's fucking inconvenient!” I groaned as it was a neverending discussion.

He shook his head and his jaw clenched, “So being with me is inconvenient?”

“You know for a fact that is not what I meant. You put the same words into my mouth every time. You work a handful of times a month and usually after a show you head straight to the airport so dropping me at home seems a bit unnecessary…”

“If after all this shit you believe that’s an inconvenience for me and doing all that is for fucking nothing then…” He raised his voice as he wavered in the air.

“Then what?”

He shook his head, “I don’t have time for this shit”

I followed him as he walked out to run away which made more sense for us instead of the sweet goodbye I had hoped for, “Oh, so now Brock has had enough when he knows he is wrong. For the first time I actually thought you weren’t going to ignore a problem but…”

I froze as I realized Paul was still there and seemed to be enjoying the conflict due to his smirk which Brock didn’t notice as he looked at me one more time, “McKenzie, I have a meeting and I am clearly not needed for anything”

The door was slammed as soon as the last word left his mouth and I stared blankly because as usual things had gone from good to bad.