"Shit Mckenzie!"

I forgot that Paige was with me, "I didn't realize he was there until.."

"Its fine I just need to shower and get out of here" I walked and I heard her follow behind me.

I slipped on a denim shorts and baggy jersey and left my wavy hair hanging as Paige burst through the door and I raised my eyebrow.

"Switch on the tv!"

"I don't want to watch, Brock clearly..." she rolled her eyes and switched it on and the first thing I saw was red and it wasn't from Undertaker it was Brock, his entire face was covered in blood and I immediately sunk to the couch.

"Oh my word how the fuck did that happen!"
"He flew against the steel post and then there was red!"

I knew the match was far from done and I saw Brock remove his glove and hit Undertaker with his bare fist and Undertaker got busted open as well. I didn't want to watch more but I was afraid that he would pass out or something.

I rushed to the trainers room , tears still falling from my eyes I couldn't stop crying as I hated seeing him like that I hadn't realized how strong my feelings were until I saw him like that.

Even though we had our argument before he went on and both of us said things, I still needed to know how he was.

Brock had won the match and delivered on his promise to destroy Mark but I knew Michelle was here so Brock was my only priority.

I ran into the room and he was still bleeding, not as much due to the temporary staples and I figured he was still waiting for the medic to arrive.

I immediately went over to him and wrapped my arms around him which threw him back. I could feel him tense and I realized he was still mad but I didn't want to think about that now.

I felt myself being pulled off him. "You need to stay away from him, you're most likely the reason this happened cause he was distracted and..."

I knew he might've been right.

"Just fucking shut up I never came here to hear your irritating little voice I came to check on my boyfriend who.."

"Boyfriend? Delusional aren't we? I don't care what you have to say you little who..."

I hadn't realized I had called Brock that until Paul pointed it out.

"DO NOT FINISH THAT SENTENCE!" Both of us jumped as we heard Brock and I saw him glaring at Paul.

I ignored it and immediately went over to him and hugged him again and kissed his lips and his cheeks and hugged him tighter and my tears wouldnt stop falling. I tried to ignore the fact that he wasn't responding to me but it hurt.

"I'll be back at the hotel " Paul left annoyed and as he left Brock pushed me away from him.

"Why are you here? We're noth..." Apart of me was thankful that he probably didn't hear what I called him through my rambling.

"Can we not talk about...."

"You should go check on Mark im sure he..."

"Stop! I am here because I want to only be here for you , I'm only concerned about you!" I quickly stated and I saw him trying to fight back a smile at my words, I immediately kissed him and wrapped my arms around him and he soon held me tightly.

I heard the door and I tried to break the kiss but Brock held me head in place. I heard the medic clear his throat and Brock finally let me go leaving me flustered as I wiped my tears away.

I was confused about why he didn't stop until I saw the way he looked at Chris the medic and I recalled all the times before he glared at Chris whenever I would check on him after a match. I realized he was jealous and wanted to make sure that Chris knew Brock had me, or did he have me ? I still wasn't sure what that meant.

Brocks arm moving around my waist broke me from my thoughts as I saw Chris remove the temporary staples which he put in before and Brock flinched a bit and I felt his fingers dig into my side.

"Didn't you give him something to numb the..."

"I don't need it!" Brock scoffed and I rolled my eyes knowing he couldn't see me as he was forced to look down.

"I saw your match went well " Chris looked at me as he cleaned Brocks slash.

"Yes Im so happy it did!" I smiled and then focused on Brock's head, I knew he probably wanted to murder Chris as he held me even tighter when Chris spoke to me. As Chris began stapling I let my elbow lean on Brock's shoulder as I gently stroked the back of his neck. 9 staples later and Chris was done and he left as I think he could sense Brock not wanting him there.

He pulled me in between his legs and I was relieved that he was holding me which meant he wasn't upset or the more reasonable explanation was the fact that his head was hurt and he had just taken some tablets which meant the Beast was tamed at least for tonight which was fine as I would be home by tomorrow.

"Im glad to know that guy felt the need to hit on you while I was injured" Brock sneered and I sighed.

"Brock he..." he immediately kissed me before I could finish.

I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him closer and he groaned into my lips.

He bit my tongue and I jumped back which caused him to chuckle.

"That's alittle payback..." he smirked and I recalled what I did the previous week.

He then frowned as he looked me over and I remember I had been crying and had no idea how I looked, "I should go wash my face" I said and waited for him to release me but he didn't.

"I need a fucking shower!" he got off the bench and stood with me, "so this is the part where you go with Kane" he said calmly but I could sense the venom in his voice.

"No I'm not heading to the next town so I'll be catching a cab to..."

"I'll give you a ride in my truck just let me get a shower quickly and..."

"You don't need to do that" I wasn't heading back to the hotel as I had to get to the airport but I didn't know if I wanted to tell him that.

He seemed to be getting upset at my refusal so I knew I needed to explain, but I also didn't want to leave him alone right now so I figured that I would reschedule my flight.

I sighed, "What I meant was you don't need to drive I will, I don't trust you to drive with that head of yours" I realized my choice of words as he tensed when I mentioned trust but he nodded anyway and left me as he headed to his locker I guess and I went to get my bags.

"Please don't fall asleep on me I've been lifting heavier weights at the gym but I doubt that would allow me to lift your body out of here" Brock chuckled and sat up straight in his seat.

"Im not the type to just pass out after a head injury like some people" he teased and I turned to glare at him as we reached a robot.

" Lets not forget who caused that injury" his smirk dropped .

"Im still sorry about that" he said softly as I began driving again and surprised me by leaning a bit closer to me and placing his hand on my bare thigh while rubbing over it back and forth. I tried to ignore the effect his rough hands over my skin had on me.

"Its so weird seeing you driving this thing"

"Did you not notice how much times I had to adjust this seat and I can barely see I'm too short, luckily there is not much cars"

"That's why you shouldn't be driving my truck"
I rolled my eyes.

I heard Ellie Goulding's voice on the radio and I turned it louder but Brock immediately did the opposite, "I don't like music well not that music anyway"

"Well I'm driving and I like it" I turned it louder and he gave my thigh a squeeze .

I jumped in my seat which caused him to chuckle but he let the music fill the truck.

"Are you trying to tell me something with this song?" I could feel him staring at me as On My Mind continued to play.

'You don't mess with love you mess with the truth and I know I shouldn't say it but my heart don't understand why I got you on my mind...'

"No" I shook my head as my cheeks flushed.

"Okay baby" I could see him smirking in the corner of my eye and I wondered which part of the song he had actually paid attention to.

A/N : if you haven't listened to that song yet make sure you do :) Oh and happy new year!!!