I wasn’t strong enough
to go up against the Beast
that didn’t hesitate to
make me feel like shit
just to get even.

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"So uhm, I don’t have anything…” I stood half naked in front of Brock as he lifted his head from his phone as I came from the bathroom, holding my shredded tank top. I wasn’t sure where my underwear was but knew they were history.

A proud smirk grew on his face as his eyes trailed up and down my body before he stood up and moved towards his luggage. He pulled out a hoodie for me to wear and handed it to me.

I frowned as I had thought of a t-shirt I could still make work with my skirt.

“Don’t you have a t-shirt or something?” He shook his head.

I could tell he was lying and just wanted to cover me up but I slipped on the hoodie and made my way to the door.

“So that’s it then?” I heard him and could tell he was annoyed due to the tone of his voice.

“What?” I turned myself and watched as he had taken his seat on the couch as before.

“You’re just leaving like that, not even a goodbye, seems like I am the one being used now” He sneered and glanced away from me.

I sighed, “I don’t want to fight, that’s why I am leaving. Unlike you, I can't just get a good fuck in and then pretend that we weren’t screaming at eachother before. Please don’t confuse me with yourself when we both know you are the only one capable of using someone”

I knew the words I said were harsh but I was mad that he actually had the audacity to say that I used him. He had dragged me to his locker room as soon as my nipples felt the cool air.

“That’s not what I fucking did!” He got to his feet and walked towards me.

“You pulled me in here, threatening me and…” I began but he quickly cut me off as his impatience got the better of him as always.

“I threatened Tom’s fucking face, not you. I would never threaten to hurt you and you know it. Yes, I dragged you in here cause I wanted you, I am allowed to want you. I am not ignoring anything, I just wanted to calm down so I wouldn’t blow off on you like I am doing right now!”

“You have enjoyed biting my head off ever since I met you, so what’s the point in changing things now!” I turned once again to leave but his words stopped me.

“You’re just going to leave with Tom? You go off on me about ignoring problems while you are consistently ignoring the fact that your friend is the problem.”

“No, he’s not! You are the problem!” I shouted out but the way he glared I realized how it had sounded, “That’s not what I…”

“He isn’t? While I was gone whose lap were you sitting on and who were you having beers with every fucking night?”

I frowned as I wasn’t sure how on earth he knew it when he never went to celebrate after the show, I would have definitely noticed him.

“He is my friend, Brock. I sit on his lap sometimes, but if I do, it definitely isn’t for long or has any sexual intention behind it. It's how we are with one another, was I supposed to just cry myself to sleep at night while you ignored my calls?”

“Why the hell would you care enough to do that!” His voice was harsh. Although, the way he tried to shake it off made me aware that I might have hurt him by my defensive words.

“Tom is married, Brock. I assumed you knew that but besides that fact I don’t think of him as more. He is married so you don’t need to continuously accuse me of…”

“Since when has that stopped you?” He scoffed and I was taken aback as I had lowered my voice and been sincere because I didn’t like the idea of hurting him.

All he did was try and hurt me more though and that was a low bow when I hadn’t even known he was married until later.

“What did you just…” I whispered as I felt my strength I had before leaving me.

I could so easily stand up to him at times, but I wasn’t strong enough to go up against the Beast that didn’t hesitate to make me feel like shit just to get even.

“Kenz, I…” He tried to pull me closer but I heard a knock on the door.

“Don’t!” I glared at him and immediately opened the door which I had been trying to do and wish I had cause at least things wouldn’t have gotten worse.

Tom stood in front of me with my bag as well as his own in hand.

“Hey, I was just coming to…” 

“Why the hell are you here?” I heard the frustrated voice of Brock behind me while I ignored him and walked out.

“Let’s just leave, please” Tom seemed confused but walked beside me.

I felt Brock’s hand wrap around my waist to pull me back and I reluctantly looked at him.

“Are you seriously going to leave with him after all that?”

“He is the only one I trust to go with!” I shrugged him off.

His eyes briefly widened as his mouth opened to say something, but the voices of our bosses were heard further down the hallway. He simply nodded as his jaw clenched and he slammed his door after him, allowing the sound to echo down the hallway.

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“Are you planning on telling me what’s going on?” Tom questioned as I left my bathroom in my pjs.

I knew he wouldn’t just leave after bringing me home because he could tell I was upset but I wished I didn’t have to get into it.

Whenever I left Brock I was overwhelmed with emotions, we fought then we fucked then we fought again, and it was just a lot.

“How did you know I would be there?” I laid down onto my stomach as I peeked at him while he sat on the chair located at my vanity.

“I didn’t know where you were, so I asked around and some of the staff said you went with him”

“Oh” I pouted before I buried my face in my arms while he chuckled.

“Come on, what’s happening? I know I am missing something. I thought Seth was just making things up but after tonight…”

“I don’t want you to be disappointed in me, when you and Paige are all I have.” I mumbled into my arms because the way Mark couldn’t believe that it was true, stuck with me.

They didn’t see me going or fitting with any of the fighters, let alone the Beast.

“Does she know?” He questioned, and I nodded as he made his way to sit on the edge of the bed and I lift myself into a seated position as well.

“Then tell me. I am supposed to be your big brother, I need to know what’s happening in your life so I know how to have your back.” He frowned and seemed slightly annoyed that I was keeping him in the dark.

“Okay! I have sort of been having this situation with Brock. I am not really sure what…”

“Isn’t he married?”

I immediately shook my head and hoped he wouldn’t question it further.

I didn’t want to have to admit the fact that I had technically had an affair with Brock, whether he was separated or not at the time.

“Okay. Well, is this thing serious?”

I shook my head again even though I didn’t know what it was. Every time I told myself it was over, he would find me and just pull me into his beastly arms and I melted.

I was about to tell him that I wasn’t sure but he spoke before I could, “Wait! That day he attacked me after our match was because of you!”

I covered my face with my hands while he chuckled, “I got beat up because Brock Hunt was jealous. I thought it had something to do with the shit your brother pulled on him.”

I kicked him playfully as he continued laughing. I doubted that he would be so amused if he knew just how much trouble Brock’s jealousy over him had caused. But then again, Brock would never ever admit to being jealous.

“I am so glad that you find all of this so funny” I narrowed my eyes at him and he quickly raised his arms up in defence.

“I’m sorry, it's just that a lot of things add up now. All the times he saved you while we all thought he was just being an ass by randomly beating up someone every week. But it was because of you…”

“No… You were right the first time. He wasn’t playing hero to me!”

“Okay, but I am curious as to how this came to be. Out of all people, I would think you would be ending up with John.”

“John?” I laughed slightly as I hadn’t thought that I would fall for any of the fighters.

“He seemed pretty friendly with you, I guess John should be happy Brock isn’t there everyday or he would probably get his ass…”

“Please don’t! You are really starting to sound like Paige now and its kind of freaky” I shook my head.

“Brock and McKenzie” He seemed to be testing the two together while I rolled my eyes and laid back. I had known that it would be difficult for him to grasp, but I was happy he didn’t seem too upset or disappointed by it, just surprised. “Does your brother know about this?

“Sort of…” I frowned as I stared up at the ceiling, “He made his own assumptions when he saw us talking together once and was the reason Brock got suspended.”

“How did I not notice all of this happening?” He chuckled and shook his head.

“Maybe because you’re so self-centered” I teased and he pinched my calf which caused me to sit up. “Enough explaining now. I just want to forget about it. I wish we could head to a bar but I am pretty tired and you probably need to get home and stop worrying about me”

“I won't tell anyone about what we spoke about.” He smiled and stood up, “Speaking about getting home, Carol is coming to the next main event."

I smiled as soon as he mentioned his wife's name, "If you want to bake those cookies to show her that you actually picked up some things with your last visit, that would be your chance.”

I rolled my eyes due to his subtle teasing, “I recall your wife saying I was a fast learner”

“For someone that grew up with chefs perhaps” He smirked and I threw a pillow at him as he stood in the doorway of my room.

“Don’t judge me when you’re a stranger to the kitchen yourself! I will make some though, now go home and give her a big hug from me!” 

I heard him laughing before he left my apartment and I was tempted to call Brock but decided not to.

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