"No and stop doing that or I will find Kane and beat his ass, do you want that?" she gasped but stopped fighting me.

She walked into my locker room and took in the mess as the coffee table was tipped and there were two dents in the locker.

I immediately locked the door as she turned to face me, "This... was because of me.."

"NO!" I lied and she probably knew it and I knew her anger was dying down but I actually wanted her to be angry at me for some reason I liked seeing her go off on me and scream at the top of her lungs cause I feel like with her brother she hasn't been able to do that which is weird as I'm the last person any one should be shouting at.

"Obviously.." she shrugged and I realized she believed me but before I could tell her it was because of her she continued.

"Anyway the Mark thing wasn't planned and.."

"I heard you the first time!" it came out much harsh than I expected but I didn't care. "You could have called me you knew I was in the hotel somewhere!"

"Called you? You never bothered calling me the entire week and you expect me to call you in my fucking time of need! Wow how fucking concei..." she shook her head and I lunged forward and gripped her face and kissed her.

She bit down hard on my tongue that I tried to force in which caused me to back up and she slapped me and moved towards the door. I immediately grabbed her arm and pulled her to me and sucked on her neck while my other arm held her against me as she tried to fight. "Let me fucking go!"

"Do not even think of giving me a fucking low blow" I growled against her ear.

"You are such a fuck..." she didn't get a chance to finish as I kissed her again and forced my tongue in fast ,she wasn't kissing me back but I didn't get bitten either.

Her hands still pushed against my chest and I held onto her more as both my hands held her hips and pulled her against me and I know she felt me as I pushed my pelvis against her stomach.

"Stop fighting me!" I screamed through my teeth and glared at her and she had a look on her face that I couldn't decipher but I leaned down again and she still wasn't kissing me back which pissed me off even more.

"Kiss me!" It felt as if she was enjoying torturing me..

"NO!" she looked up into my eyes and I let her go and smashed another dent into the cupboard and she jumped.

"You are such a fucking baby!" she shouted from behind me as I prepared to lift the couch .

I turned around to face her and dropped the couch back down, "What the hell did you just say?"

I glared at her and I could tell she was scared but I couldn't control my anger as I was already pissed and I needed to fuck her and then she refused me and now she was calling me a fucking baby.

"You heard me!" she moved closer to me as she folded her arms.

I could feel my fists clenching at my sides as I resisted the urge to hit the wall. I wanted to push past her so I could go beat someone's face as she was the last one I wanted to hurt.

But she moved in front of me, "MOVE!" she rolled her eyes at me and then leaned up and kissed me but this time I wasn't returning it.

She broke the kiss and smirked at me, "Brock.." she whispered against my lips and had the most innocent look on her face as her green eyes stared into mine.

I chuckled for a bit as I wondered if she even realized what she did to me at that moment. I then gripped her face in my hands and kissed her hard and I felt her hand grip my neck as the other held onto my arm.

My hands left her face and slid under her top and I gripped her breasts into my hands roughly and she moaned into my lips.

I felt her legs wrap around me and I pushed her up against the locker harder than I meant to and I broke the kiss to check on her.

"Fuck me..." she whispered and I smirked and pushed her legs down. I turned her around and slipped off my sweater as I pushed up behind her. I immediately lifted up her skirt and slipped her lace underwear to the side and pushed into her hard and I heard her gasp. She placed her hands onto the locker as she was bent over and pushed back into me more which caused me to go faster.

My fingers dug into her sides as I pushed into her deeper and deeper.

"Fuck Mckenzie!" I grunted as she looked back at me. I moved one of my hands to the front of her underwear and slipped it in and heard her moan as my fingers rubbed against her.

I could tell her losing grip so I pulled her back against my chest as I pushed her front against the locker.

I ripped her top off as my hands went to her front and gripped her breasts as she leaned her head back onto my shoulder and I bit into her neck.

"Brooooock I l...." she didn't finish her sentence as we both finished and I wish she did.

I turned her around and she was flushed. I lifted her legs around me and led her over to the couch and sat back onto it as she straddled me still wearing the skirt.

"You are so fucking beautiful" I blurted out as my hands travelled back and forth on her thighs.

She kissed me slowly and then leaned back "You called me a baby"

I looked over her blushing face and her breasts which were moving up and down due to her heavy breathing. She didn't respond to what I said but simply traced her fingers over my tattoo on my chest.

" I need to shower before I go" she whispered and I could feel my anger slowly returning as we had barely finished and she was already looking for a way out but I simply nodded as she disappeared into the bathroom. I took in the state of my locker and I definitely messed it up.

MCKENZIE POV

"So uhm I have no ...." I stood half naked in front of Brock as he looked up from his phone when I returned holding my shredded tank top and a smirk grew on his face.

He stood up and walked over to his bag which was deposited in a corner and pulled a hoody out and handed it to me.

" Don't you have a t-shirt or something?" he shook his head but I knew he was lying he was just trying to cover me up.

I slipped it on and made my way for the door, "So that's it then?"

"What? " I turned around to stare at him as he was seated on the couch again.

"You just leave like that, seems I'm the one being used now" he sneered.

"I don't want to fight that's why I'm leaving ,unlike you I cant just get a good fuck and then pretend like we weren't arguing before then and don't mistake me for you, you're the only one here capable of using someone " I blurted out , mainly because I was pissed at the fact that he had the audacity to say that I used him.

"That's not what I fucking did!" he stood up and walked towards me.

"You drag me in here , threatening me and then..."
" I threatened Kane's fucking face not you and yes I dragged you in here cause I wanted you I am allowed to want you. I'm not ignoring the shit I just wanted to calm down so I wouldn't blow off on you like I'm doing right now!"

"You enjoyed doing it ever since I met you so whats the point in changing!" I turned as I wanted to leave.

"So you're just going to leave with Kane when you go off on me about ignoring problems but you're ignoring the fact that Kane is a problem here"

"No his not! You are the problem!" I shouted it out before I could stop myself and he glared at me.

" I didn't mean it like..." I covered my face with my hand as I closed my eyes regretting it.

"His not? While I was gone whose fucking lap were you sitting and having beers with every fucking night?" I was shocked as I didn't know how he knew I was with Kane every night.

"He is my friend Brock! Yes I sat on his lap sometimes but there was no meaning behind it that's how we are and what was I just supposed to mope around cause you weren't here?"

"No why the hell would you?" he shrugged and I think I hurt him by my response and I immediately regretted it.
"Kane is married" I sighed as I wanted to make him feel better, " and I don't even think of him like that but most importantly his fucken married so you don't need to..."
"Since when has that stopped you!" he screamed out.

"What did you just..." I whispered and I could feel the tears forming in my eyes , I couldn't believe he said that to me even though he knew that I didn't know about his wife.

I heard a knock on his door.

"Fuck Kenz I ..." he walked over to me.

"Don't! " I glared at him.