"BROCK LESNAR HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!"

I heard Eden's voice loud and clear.

But I still couldn't believe what had happened. I mean yes people did this all the time where a bunch of guys attack the big guy but Brock had eliminated the Wyatt Family they couldn't have been allowed to do that .

No disqualification or not, my heart broke just seeing his face and him leaning on the steel steps all I wanted was to run down there.

He had been amazing the entire duration he was there, no one stood a chance he was dominating and then they did that!

I immediately left the cafeteria and walked down the empty hallways only filled with a few workers due to the only ones actually here now being the guys in The Rumble.

I ran to the Gorilla as even though I wasn't there for him last week I would be now.

As I reached the Gorilla I saw him enter and grab a towel to wipe his face and place it around his neck.

Paul was going crazy on his phone yelling to Stephanie I assumed as she was ringside so he couldn't very well speak to her there.

Brock was simply looking down and I knew he was upset.He briefly glanced up and down and glanced up again as he realized I was there and I immediately jumped onto him pulling him into a hug and his arms instantly wrapped around me.

"Kenz..."

I didn't say anything I knew he was going to go off soon but I needed this, I needed him especially after my loss as well.

"I'll meet you guys in the parking lot later" I heard Paul as he walked away.

"We need to move before the other superstars come back"

"I know but you're the only reason I'm not tearing apart everything in sight right now.." his voice was low and full of anger.

I felt him walking as he still held me in his arms and soon felt us entering his locker .

"Are.." I was cut off as my back slammed against the now closed door and his lips met mine.

It was rough and hard but I didn't mind .

I missed his lips and his body pushing up against me and I pushed mine against his which caused him to groan.

His glove covered hands slipped underneath my tee and pulled me closer and I moaned into his lips as he tried to get rid of his anger with a simple kiss, but I knew it wasn't enough.

He broke the kiss and buried his face into my neck as I heard his deep breathing.

"They fucking humiliated us, I should've been champion and so should you!"

I heard him in my ear and soon after he set me down and paced up and down in his locker room.

"I know.." was all I could say as he tipped over the couch .

While I had prevented him from destroying the arena, I couldn't stop this and I wasn't going to, he was wronged.He needed this and honestly it was better than him storming into the bosses office and risking getting suspended.

We don't know if he would've won but either way it would have been better than the way it happened.

"You know how hard it was for me to sit here and watch you get fucking robbed by those bitches"

He called back as he threw everything off the coffee table.

"I swear if I fucking see Ric Flair I will kill him! I don't give a damn!" He glanced at me and I could see the darkness caused by his anger within his eyes.

"I'll get another opportunity it.." I tried to make him at ease.

I didn't want to move closer as I was afraid he would accidentally swing something my way not realising and that would be worst than this. Not for me but for his guilt.

He wasn't listening to me so I simply remained quiet and I felt the door opening and moved forward allowing Paul to walk in.

"Get out!" I heard Brock as he now fully turned towards us.

I raised my eyebrow.

"Just get out , both of you. I'm going to fucking destroy everything " He slammed his fist into the locker.

"Bro.." I wanted to move forward but felt Paul hold my arm.

"Let's go..." he whispered.

"Fuck this fucking company!" He kicked over the table and Paul pulled me out of the locker.

I heard the fading wrecking sounds as we walked to the divas locker room and I couldn't help the guilt I felt due to leaving him like that even though it was what he wanted.

Had Paul not pulled me out I am sure I would have been able to calm him.

"What does he.."

"He wants to leave .. " Paul sighed .

"Just because he lost doesn't.."

"This is the second time they have done this to him McKenzie. Last year it was your brother at Wrestlemania and now this. They don't play fair , they think just because he came crawling back they can..."

"What?" The beast crawling back I didn't understand what he meant.

"He called them so he could come back here and be able to see you more and well they took that for granted cause his never done that before. I mean they don't know he came back for you but that was the reason."

"I didn't know that..." I looked ahead as the guilt was rising again.

It could have been my fault we lost I mean everything began going downhill for us last week after his brawl with John Cena. I also distracted him by scaring him with the husband thing which I was still trying to forget about .

"And he was excited , he believed you would win and he would win and you guys would be ruling the WWE but then... I know you must feel bad because you couldn't calm him but that's because this time his not just angry because they screwed him but his angry cause they messed with you and the way he loves you.." Paul chuckled and shook his head.

I didn't know how to respond, I didn't want to be the reason he was here if he hated these people. I mean yes he hated everyone but he was so upset and I didn't want that.

"I'm going to check on him, wait at the limo" he said as he walked and as he left I went to the public phone.

"Where are you going?" Brock asked as I was about to get into a cab I was waiting for, for the past ten minutes while they had just left the arena to get their limo.

He didn't seem calm at all , but I guess it was good that Paul had managed to get him to leave the building.

I sighed and placed my bag on the seat and walked to him.

"I'm going home, I'm not scheduled for Raw so.."

"Why the hell are you going with a fucking cab when I'm"

"You need sometime on your farm to think about what you want .. Whether you still want to be here or not..."

"Were you just going to leave? What do you think was going to run through my mind when I fucking came out here expecting to see my..." he looked over in the direction of the cab driver and then lowered his voice .
"Girlfriend and she's not there?"

Even though it was dark I knew he was glaring at me.

"Brock just calm.." I heard Paul behind him and he looked back.

"Just get into the limo Paul.."

Paul sighed and went, clearly not wanting to deal with the the wrath of the beast which had been unleashed thanks to The Authority.

"I told your limo driver..."

He ran his hand over his face.

"McKenzie don't be fucking unreasonable, I'M LEAVING THIS PL.."

I couldn't help my face dropping at the thought of not seeing him often and he noticed as the anger left his face.

"Kenz..."

"No I get it.. I figured you would be leaving again soon.."
I shrugged.

"No I don't wa..." I cut him off before he could change his mind again.

"I don't want you staying here because of me Brock its unfair to you. You have to be here because you want to be. So that's why I'm not going with you. Let me know whenever you figure it out."

"If I don't come back what does that mean for me and you?"

"What do you mean?" He simply looked at me.

I realized what he meant and sighed as I realized I might've been confusing him .

I walked over to him and gripped his jacket and leaned up and kissed him briefly even though I wanted more.

"I'm still yours.. I just want you to clear your head that's all beast" he nodded slowly.

I turned to walk away but felt him tug on my arm and as soon as I was turned he shoved his tongue into my mouth as he pulled me extremely close .

The selfish part of me wanted him to stay but the last thing I wanted was him hating me in the end cause he could have been doing something else.

He let me go and I immediately walked away and got into the cab as I saw him staring blankly as I drove off.