Baron's P-O-V

Why is it always have to be me? First of all, even though I was selected as the top six competitors for the number one contender for Dean Ambrose's wwe world heavyweight championship, I was the least hyped or promoted. Finally,  someone like Dolph Ziggler won the tournament. Wow! Greatest show off for Vince's ass kissing! Then I was told of being rewarded for helping Bayley out. Yes,  I mean I created  a horse out of the donkey. Yeah.. I got to give it to her too. But, what I got was a mere triple threat match for the US Championship which I again was booked to lose. Apollo Crews pinned Kalisto and then,  the cherry on the cake: Me Baron Corbin with a height of 6'9",  with 20 specialist move sets was about to get into a feud with Kalisto! Enough was enough! How do we even get into the same show? There was special shows for these little men 'The Cruiser weights".. But,  they do this. I had a segment after my match where I'm supposed to go after Kalisto and blame him for my loss as he took the pin, a silly threat! I lowered the pressure on my boiling blood as I made to backstage. The cameras rolled. I saw Kalisto doing some stretches. He nodded with a smile as he saw me. I walked near him.

'C'mon Corbin, Just hold me up for a while and say it.' Kalisto said. 'C'mon you can do it.' he said. A certain wire in my brain suddenly tore off. Who is he to Kalisto to instruct me? Who the hell this little thing think he is to cheer me up? I don't need cheerleaders. I went to Kalisto and shoved his head off.

'What the...?' the crews shouted. I held Kalisto by his mask and picked him up slamming his ass to the nearby crate.

'Aaaaaaah!' he screamed in pain and rolled to the floor.  I kicked his head hard a number of times. A few crews came to help him out but I attempted to attack them too and they ran away screaming. I picked Kalisto up and held him to the wall.

'You think I'm the same as you, huh?' Baron said to Kalisto's face. 'Both of us lost to Apollo. Now I'm gonna face someone like you?' I hissed on his face.

Kalisto's masked face could not hide the fear and pain hovering over him. He pleaded for mercy. A smirk developed on lips and I threw him away.

'Stop it Baron. The camera has stopped rolling.' a crew said. I don't care. I walked to Kalisto. He laid like a lifeless piece of trash. I bent and picked him up once again. So, this is the guy that they think is equal to my caliber! I held him strong.

This is the end of his career as well as life. A number of shouts and screams were heard but I knew nobody was man enough to stop me. Suddenly, I felt my arm braced by a hand, a softer one.

'Let me go.' I shouted. But those hands now tried to grab my arms and get me off Kalisto. Who the fuck!!?? Without a thought, I shrugged my arms and shoved the hand away roughly.

'Aaaaaaah.. ' I heard a female squeal much to my surprise. An eerie feeling surrounded me and and I froze,  dropping Kalisto.

'He's hurt Bayley too.' someone yelled. I turned around to see Bayley, her palms covering her eyes. It was her? But, what was she doing in Smackdown? I could see tears of pain oozing to her hand.

'Bayley!' I could only say.

'Bay.. Oh no!' I heard Sasha Bank's voice. Sasha, Charlotte and Renee Young ran to Bayley's aid. I wanted to say something but my tongue was too heavy for it,  I wanted to do something but the weight of my body was too much. I was emotionless, not knowing what I was feeling right now. Visions were getting blurred. I saw the girls aiding Bayley out of the scene. The medics were checking on Kalisto.

'What have you done?' Shane McMahon entered the scene. I didn't want to answer or I felt I didn't need to answer.

'Baron, I'm talking to you. You crossed the scripts once again and this time you hurt a woman too.' Shane shouted.

I saw John Cena, Daniel Bryan and few other corporates checking the scene.

'I guess Kalisto won't be fit before 15 days.' a medic said.

'Look what you have done, Corbin.' John said. I rolled my eyes. I had a deaf ear to their comments. But, something was all over my head leading to that.

I also heard random phrases from them like 'How long' 'Are you insane' 'Consequences' 'end of career' 'What was Bayley's fault' etc. Then it came to me, What was Bayley's fault?

I did not answer a thing and rushed to my locker room.

I splashed water on my face and looked at myself in the mirror.

What have I done? I had issues with Kalisto and it's not that Kalisto wasn't expecting something like this. Every men in the locker room knows it. But, Bayley.. She is hurt. I hurt her! How could I do that? Why can't I do that? Ugh! Why am I thinking like this? What am I thinking anyway. Ugh! This is driving me crazy. This is my dark room and I don't want any other color to sprinkle in it and bear anything more than dark thoughts. But,  I fucking hurt Bayley. I kicked the trash can near me spilling the wastes all over. She must be in pain. I need to see her. I have to see her. 

I walked fast towards the women's locker room where they took her. I didn't bother to knock the door, I never do that anyway. I pushed the door open and there was Bayley, sitting on the bench. The other girls were applying ice packs on her black eye. There was a medic who was checking her pulse rates.

As I entered, everyone looked at my direction wide eyed, as if they've seen a ghost! 

'What are you doing here?' Becky Lynch asked me with an irritated expression. 

'I want to talk to her..ALONE.' I said. Becky gave me a confused looked. I felt Bayley trying to look up at me but couldn't. I didn't know if the barrier was mental or physical.

'Ow..after all you've done her.' Becky said. I didn't even feel it was necessary to listen to her.

'Yes Baron, look you've done to her.' Sasha Banks pointed to Bayley's swollen eyes. I saw Bayley trying to say something but she didn't. 

'She thought you as a friend and tried to calm you down and what she got..' Sasha said. 'She could have lost her eyes Baron. How could you be so insensible?' Charlotte Flair remarked.

I shook my head and sighed.

'If you are over, can I talk to her?' I asked looking at Bayley on the last part. Bayley looked at me now. Oh! She's hurt her left eye pretty hard. Did I do that to her?

'I'll be fine girls.' Bayley finally said. I smirked at my win.

'But Bayley...' Sasha said.

'I'll be fine Saa.' Bayley assured her friend.

'Fine then. But, we'll be right outside.' Becky said and the trio walked outside the room, followed by the medic. The door closed. I was alone with Bayley.

'Ehmmm...have a seat.' Bayley said slightly motioning towards the chair in front of her.

I looked at the steel chair and moved near it but I didn't want to sit anywhere before getting things off my chest. Well, why is it on my chest anyway?

I shook my head trying to get rid of the weird thoughts. I looked at Bayley who was still putting the ice bag on her eyes.

'It's swollen. Must be paining!' I said looking at her eyes. Bayley looked up to me blank. Her left eye could barely open.

'Not much. I guess the pain killers already started working.' she said looking down in a serious tone. Is she mad?

'Bayley! I didn't know it was y..you.' I finally expressed. 'You..You know that right?' I asked. I don't know why but it sounded like a plead. Why am I being that silly.

Bayley blinked few times and then let out a dry chuckle.

'Does that mean you would have no problem to shove any of those crew members working day or night to make us better?' she asked. No. Not a problem at all. I don't give a damn about them.
Hell! I don't even know why am I having a problem to hit her.

'Well, they are trained for these stuffs, I guess.' I said.

'Yeah..trained and destined to be beaten down by a frustrated Baron Corbin, right?' she asked satirically.

I raised my eyebrows not pleased at her words.

'Bayley.. you know nothing about my frustrations. So, it's better if we don't bring those stuffs.' I said  firmly.

'And neither did Kalisto.' Bayley said in a stern tone standing up from the bench, facing me. 'So why did you do this to him, Baron?' she asked almost in a plead. I looked away from her and sighed.

'So, you too think it's all my fault while it was them who placed a better of the un-evens..??' I asked mentioning the locker room politics. 'Fine. It's all my fault.' I fumed in anger and made my way to leave but before I could move, Bayley grabbed my wrists.

'That's what your fault is Baron.' she said. 'You don't want to face things. You either avoid it or shove it off your way.' she said authoritatively. I frowned my eyes at her words.

'How much do you know about me Bayley?' I asked her frustrated. She let's go off my wrist and folded her arms on her chest.

'Well Baron.. You're right. I know nothing about you.' she said with a satiric chuckle. 'I only know a guy who refused to train me at first but then made out a full fledged strong athlete out of me.. I know a guy who was never concerned about what happened to others, but then came to save the honour of a drunk, vulnerable girl by fighting for her, bringing her home..I know a guy who was circumscribed in his loneliness but then he gave me a place to stay, cooked food to eat and cared for me like a friend. He is a guy who is stuck in his own world, who thinks the world as a place of worms while all he need to do is face himself.' she said walking closer.

I froze, not knowing what to say. Was she talking about me? Are her observations right? No. I'm not the good guy she's expecting me to be. I didn't want to train her, neither did I want to pick her up from the club that night and I wanted her to leave my house as soon as possible. But, none of them actually happened. Why?

'Bayley..I ..I can't understand a thing you're talking about.' I said not locking her eyes. 'You know nothing about me girl for you've only seen my colourful exteriors not the dark room within.' I said.

'..and is it composed of your vague assumptions of getting buried by wwe?' I asked.

I chuckled at her words.

'If you think so..you've only seen one-fourth of the darkness Bayley.' I said getting more closer to her. 'Better not see more.' I said whispering. I knew she wasn't comfortable. She might be terrified as well but that was all I wanted. I didn't want to get her more glimpses of my dark life. I want no one to have it.

I backed up a little. 'Get well soon.' I said and walked out of the room. I saw Charlotte, Becky and Sasha lined up against the door. They shot me glares which were obviously not affectionate. I   had no time to entertain them anyway, I walked away.

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Suspension for a week, that's what the consequences said. Shane McMahon and Stephanie McMahon tried to do a special counselling of me tonight. 'Have control on yourself' 'You're gonna finish your career at your hands' 'Last warning' and stuffs, most of which didn't even register in my senses. I took my rented car to my hotel and settled in my room. Finally, lone sweet lone. After a long shower, I settled on my bed. But just as I closed my eyes, those words echoed...You don't want to face things, Baron...You don't want to face things...I took multiple turns on my bed but could not ignore it. Face it! Memories of seven years back flashed in my mind..the day I became lonely..the day that made me what I am..the day which locked me into the dark room..

Suddenly, my phone beeped letting me out of it. There were messages.

Bayley: I'm gonna hang out with Sasha and others in North Carolina for three days.

Bayley: Sorry if I hurt you tonight. Didn't mean to do that.

Bayley: Don't stress on yourself much. You're really deserving. You'll get your chance soon. I'll pray to God for you.

I chuckled hard at the last message. Is she serious? She's gonna pray for me! And she thinks that's a way out. Oh my! What's her age, anyway?

But, the fact that she said sorry without doing anything was more shocking. Was It not the one who's supposed to say sorry? Did I? No. I'm fucking Baron Corbin.

I couldn't help my fingers to type.

Baron: Sorry! Seriously!!

Baron: Enjoy your trip.

Baron: It's already 1 in the morning. Don't stress your eyes. Get some sleep.

I really typed not to stress her eyes. No, I didn't do that. Fuck! I did. A slight smile occurred on my lips as I realised what silly stuffs I was doing. This is crazy!

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2 days later

Home's being boring.. Of course,  it's not because Bayley's not there. It's just that there were no photoshoot or media sessions these days. Then again,  last night I didn't have a good time at the bar after a guy bumped into me in a drunken state. I had to leave the bar in 15 minutes for giving him a black eye for a week.

But, today's way better,  I guess. I got to buy the groceries, got to bash the plumber a bit for his not-so-satisfactory works a month ago and finally, I got to take my bike to the monthly servicing.

Groceries.. Check.. Dan, the plumber pissed in his pants and my bike's shining like a star, the only thing in this world which I hope to stay safe and sound.

I rode my bike to the cafeteria. After paying for my black coffee and snacks in the counter,  I bumped into someone. I jerked a bit and he fell.

'Watch out motherfucker!' I shouted on the guy who tried to adjust himself up.

'Sorr...'he was about to say lifting his head but then he saw me and I saw him.

'Thomas!' he said frowning his eyes in surprise. I heard him loud, saw him clear. It was him, the square jaw, those Grey eyes, those brown hairs,  the person who made me abandon my life seven years ago, created a brute of a simple human guy Thomas Pestock. Age old fury struck my veins and my blood rushed fast to my head. My teeth gritted and fists clenched. I wanted to leave the sight right away or the flame of wrath within me is gonna turn him into ashes. He was about to say something, but I had a little control of me. I turned away and rushed to exit the cafeteria.

'Thomas! Wait up!' I heard another yell after me. But,  I already found my bike. Once it started, I was off.

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'No Harry! I want someone right now, you understand that.' I shouted on that pimp.

'But Mr. Corbin..almost every expert sub has an appointment tonight.

'Give anyone then..I don't care if she can take it or not.' I said gritting my teeth. Harry sighed, nodded and went inside. 

The face I saw minutes ago intoxicated venom into my blood. I saw him, for the first time in seven years. He's in this city, the guy who turned my life upside down. He scattered every piece of thing I had. Gradually, the man inside me died and the barbarian was born who seeks pleasure in others' pain and that's what I seek right now.

I saw Harry coming out with a lean pale brunette. I strongly doubt if she can take it but does not matter right now. All I wanted was to punish someone, dominate over her, make her bleed and cry in pain and I can barely wait a second more it. That would please me, turn me on to release the frustration off.

'She's Rose.' Harry said.

'The name doesn't matter. Did you explain her the rules and the rates?' I asked Harry.

'Yes. She's fine with that.' he said. I nodded.

I licked my lips and walked to the girl. I lifted her chin, having a good look at her. She clearly seemed overused in casual sex. 'Let's get out of here bitch.' I said grabbing her hand and dragging her to my bike.

'Ehm...where is your house Mister .....?.' she was about to ask but stopped as she saw my clenched forehead with annoyed look. 

'Ahhhh..' she screamed as I held her throat and coked her.

'That's Sir or Master for you bitch.' I said gritting my teeth.

'O..okay Sir..' she said and I released her.

'Good. Now sit silent on the bike.' I instructed and she nodded.

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Upon reaching home, I dragged her with me roughly by her hands. I knew she wanted to complain she's got no choice.

I unlocked the door and threw her inside, she landed on the floor. I bent down grabbing a hand full of her hairs and pulled her up.

'Ahh..' she squealed a bit. 

'Keep mum.' I said slapping her face hard. She gulped hard, placing her palm on her face.

She nodded in fear and I dragged her to my dark room, not bothering to lock the door. I promise, the bitch would never be able to forget this day.

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'Don't you dare scream you whore.' I said pulling the chain of her collar hard. It was been an hour that I am dominating this girl. Tears were evidently soaking her pale face while she had her third orgasm. I thought the collar on her neck would gag her throat right away but this bitch is a screamer! I put the third thrust to her ass filled with my cock. I was already too big for her, I guess. She numbed by her lower half. The blood oozed  from the B inscription on her lower back gradually rolled to her ass cheeks, thanks to the angle I tilted her body to. I absolutely loved the sight. Moreover, her perky little boobs cuffed and her nipples pinched by the pin clips  pouring blood into my white bed sheet made it a wonderful site to watch. I pulled the collar roughly again, not caring if she dies.

'Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...' she screamed hard. I slapped her ass hard as a penalty.

'Aaahh..' she whimpered. I came inside her.

I groaned in pleasure. The filthy face I encountered in the cafeteria merged with the one of this girl who I punished. Yes, I feel relieved of my frustrations. The girl was sobbing in pain. I was angry on her performance and was about to slap her hard but, I heard a third voice shout.

'Help! Police...!!..Doctor...Ambulance..Help...!!' 

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