"Maybe there's something out there that
Understands you,
And for some reason
You let it slip away.

That's life
And sometimes that's love. "

✘✘✘

"I wish I got attacked by Team B.A.D " Dean grumbled as Foxx and Brie were off last week thanks to what occurred at Payback and since tonight the only thing Team Bella had was Dean's match.

I was the only one here with him as I had to accompany him to the ring, well and the #BlondeBella .

"What would you be doing at home if Renee is around here?" I asked as I watched him come out of the bathroom with a towel around his waist .

"Finally having some quiet time" He smiled brightly.

"What?" Renee narrowed her eyes at him causing me to laugh a bit.

"As much as I love you ladies. You guys give me a headache." He shrugged as he unpacked his duffel bag, throwing his jeans and tank top onto the floor.

"Fuck you Mox" she shook her head before reading over the list of people she had to interview for the night .

"Oh I know you would miss that!" he winked at her before slipping off his towel.

"Dean!" I squealed as I turned away while their laughter filled the locker room.

"Come on , you're acting like Brie now!" He called out , while I didn't mind seeing his ass.

Seeing his junk was another thing, but of course it was too late.

"If this were Brie, Bryan would have your head " I turned laughing, once I saw him slipping on his jeans.

"Yeah cause he would be jealous." He smirked as he tied his belt.

"Luckily for you, Brock has nothing to be jealous about" I stated , even though either way Brock would have his head.

Regardless of the fact that he knew Dean was nothing more than a brother , he didn't like us sharing a locker room and this proved why.

But on the other hand he would also mess with me and make sexual references between Dean and I, just to see my face scrunch up which he would follow by a chuckle of his own.

I sighed as I shook my head of the memories as he wasn't thinking about me.

"His a big guy and well dynamite comes in small packages as you saw" he pointed down south .

Dean was hardly a small guy but I guess compared to guys like Roman and Brock he sort of was.

"Suuuuure.."I couldn't hold back the sarcasm while he simply laughed.

"Did you see him after you attacked him last week?" I shook my head as I briefly checked my phone for any sign .

"So what's happening, you guys haven't spoken since Wrestlemania besides last week at the restaurant which I am sure was the reason for me being attacked"

I hated that Dean didn't know about what happened weeks before but it was better as there was no point.

We weren't together that was the important part.

"No, Charlotte was the reason you were attacked. Not me Dean." I responded.

"Whatever, either way I got attacked but hey it all worked out in the end , you were fucking awesome!"

"I was , wasn't I?" I laughed even though I had slowly begun regretting what I had done over this past week.

Neither him nor Charlotte had been on any shows and to say I was beginning to doubt everything was an understatement.

I guess I pushed him away but he didn't believe I really didn't care did he?

I saw that they had posted a picture from a private jet last night and it killed me, he was smiling a bit as she was happy .

It was his jet, I could clearly see it.

I had been on it quite a few times after all.

Paul hadn't said where they were heading or coming back from in the particular post, simply stated the Superior Ones were on the jet but it hurt.

I knew Dean hadn't seen because he wasn't on twitter and Renee wouldn't show him anything.

He had enough reasons to hold grudges against the Beast because of me, the last we needed was more.

Brock had to have known I would see it though.

He would always get annoyed with me taking my pictures for instagram when we were together so he definitely knew I loved being on social media .

I didn't get it.

I felt humiliated, but how could I?

As far as the world was concerned I wasn't his, that blonde bitch was, I guess he wanted me to be humiliated like he had been in front of the world..

"You okay?" I heard Dean as we were now walking down the hallway to the Gorilla for his match.

"I'm fine.." I whispered as I ran my hand through my straightened hair.

"Pity Brock ain't here tonight, you got a cool Marilyn Monroe thing going" he smiled referring to my dress and I knew he was only complimenting me cause I seemed down and knew about my obsession with her.

I hated that he could notice but the thing was, ever since my pep talk from Renee I wanted to see Brock so badly.

But then he didn't show at all, the Beast was gone yet again and when he did appear it was in a post with her.

So while I let go of John, the obstacle he put before our relationship he was letting in.

I was losing him and so being fearless was getting harder.

"So you saying Brock has a thing for Marilyn Monroe?" He shook his head.

"He has a thing for you looking hot, is what I'm saying sister" I rolled my eyes as I bet he was finding Charlotte hot wherever they currently were.

For all I knew they had gone on vacation together and were flying back to Minnesota, and maybe he was teaching her how to shoot a rifle properly...

I shook my head of the thoughts that were taking over my mind. I hadn't let John's accusations get to me last week so I wasn't planning on letting it tonight.

Dean jumped through the ropes causing him and Jericho to collide with the barricade.

"The thing about Dean is, you can do whatever you want to him but he won't quit. As we all know he has done some extreme fighting in the past so whether he has to hurt himself to hurt his opponent he will be more than willing to do it."

I shrugged.

I smiled as Dean close lined Jericho in front of me before giving a quick bow and hopping in to continue the match.

Dean was currently down while I was patiently waiting for him to gain momentum again.

The thing with Dean was that you never knew when he was really hurt or simply putting on a show.

My brother could be more dramatic than I was at times.

"Dean just needs some.." I began but I was immediately cut off.

"Is that.." I heard Byron next to me and I turned to focus on him as he seemed confused.

"No it can't be.." JBL's voice followed .

I frowned as I couldn't really see what they were referring to, both Dean and Jericho were down.

I glanced at the monitors on the announce table and saw someone making their way down the ramp and realized who they were talking about, I didn't understand why they hadn't played his music.

"Nikki I think his coming for.."

"Shut up Byron!" I heard JBL as I took off my headphones and stood up as I glared at him while he slowly approached.

He just stared at me blankly while I was confused as to why he was at the arena, more so why he was coming to me.

Truth is, I couldn't be happier to see him as it meant he wasn't off on some island with Charlotte or in our home with her...

He stopped in front of me and let his eyes run over my body and I used the image of him and Charlotte together on the jet to help me remain fearless in the eyes of a beast that I loved.

"What are you doing here?" I asked confidently but he smirked briefly causing me to frown.

He didn't say anything .

"BROCKKI !!!! BROCKKI!!!! "

I sighed internally at the chants as ever since the kiss at Payback, Renee had shown me the several ship videos made, which didn't help me at all.

And Brockki just made me think of Brocky ...

Brockki was the best ship name I could come up with lol.

He stared around at the crowd as their chants erupted while I saw Dean crawling to a corner but as I had.

My eyes had fallen off the Beast and felt myself being lifted by Brock and thrown onto his shoulder .

"NO!!!" I let my fists hit his back while Dean stared confused as I felt Brock's arms over my behind while he walked with me.

At least he didn't let me expose myself but then again he hated my cleavage being shown so my underwear was along with it on the list .

"Put me down!" I heard him chuckling as I kicked and screamed.

Even though I knew there was no way I was getting out of his grasps I was not going to be dragged out of here without a fight.

As soon as we reached the stage , he surprised me by setting me down and before I could do anything I felt his lips on mine.

I pushed against his chest but his hands gripped my waist pulling me to him.

Just as I felt myself slipping into the feeling of his lips on mine, giving into the heat between us, he pulled away slowly and stared into my eyes.

But as he did his cockiness he had was gone while he frowned at me with a slight glare .

"Tell John Cena I don't appreciate him holding my girlfriend's hand.." He whispered before letting go of me and moving back.

While I was frozen due to his words, his smirk was back and I realized it was for the crowd.

"I HOPE YOU ENJOY THE SHOW NIKKI!!!"

I frowned and saw him head down as Dean stood staring but was soon turned around and hit with the Codebreaker.

Even though I could barely make out his facial expression as he stood at the bottom of the ramp and looked back at me, I knew he was smirking.

Jericho won the match and as soon as he slipped out, not wanting anything to do with the Beast.

Brock slid in and lift Dean onto his shoulders but as I wanted to run down I felt someone holding my arm and turned to see Paul.

"What the hell!" I glared at him.

"Sorry Miss Bella but we have an announcement"

I saw Dean being given an F5 as Brock then moved towards the ropes to stare at the stage.

"Dean Ambrose wants a fight so my client will give him a fight at Extreme Rules. I doubt Mr Ambrose can pay attention right now but I am sure you will relay the message to him. It will not only be Nikki Bella vs Charlotte Flair at Extreme Rules in two weeks but The Beast vs The Lunatic"

The crowd erupted while it was all too familiar.

Of course Charlotte got another opportunity, to say I was annoyed by that was an understatement but I guess this made Team Bella vs Team Flair even better.

"..And just to prove to you Miss Bella and to your friend over there in the ring that Wrestlemania was a fluke. Mr Ambrose may choose any stipulation he likes for the match because either way my client will leave him lying down crumbling while Nikki can watch her acquaintance for the loser that he is and then later on that night she will be alone yet again."

I hated that he was ignoring me, practically snapping his head off in my head.

He turned to me again, "This time you won't be getting in any cheap shot against my client because you too will be crumbling at the hands of Charlotte. It's unfortunate really, to think The Lunatic and The Fearless were victorious at Wrestlemania only to be crushed at Extreme Rules."

I saw Brock smirking as I heard Paul laughing next to me.

I pushed his hand off of me and before he could say something I punched him sending him down.

" Don't ever touch me again! "

Not giving Brock a second glance, I left.

***

"He knows , Renee. How the fuck does he know that I saw John!" I ran my hands through my hair as I paced up and down in the hotel room.

"There's nothing online Nikki I honestly don't understand" Renee breath as she sat on the edge of the bed scrolling through twitter .

Brock couldn't have seen on Instagram or Facebook, but of course she had checked those while I was in the shower.

I didn't know why I cared so much when it was obvious he was yet again probably assuming things.

I don't know why I even questioned it.

I loved him and each time we kissed, proved he felt the same.

But unlike last week, this time he got his Payback by dragging my ass up the ramp and kissing me and then destroying my brother.

Dean's voice broke me from almost smiling at the thought of my Beast because it was what we did before to get to each other except now we weren't backstage, the world got to see the Beauty and Beast test each other.

"What do you mean he knows you saw John? When the fuck did you see that scumbag?" I sighed as he had gone to get some ice from the kitchen downstairs in the hotel.

I should have known he would be able to convince them.

After I had left, Brock got pissed and went crazy holding his arm in the Kimora Lock and well safe to say Brock hurt his arm pretty badly..

Luckily for us we weren't scheduled until Raw besides appearances.

"Calm down lunatic!" Renee smiled, "she saw him last week before Raw and ended all ties which is important because 'scumbag' is out of her life but clearly has found a way to still fuck it up."

"What do you mean?" He frowned.

"Is that the only thing you heard while you were eavesdropping?"

"I wasn't eavesdropping. I was walking in and you guys were too busy talking to realize my presence" he shrugged before handing the ice to Renee and throwing himself on the bed next to her and then placed it on his arm.

"Did you really need the bandages?" I raised my eyebrow as I took him in.

"It was painful Nicole" he almost pouted.

"I thought you were a sucker for punishment?" I teased.

"Just because Brie ain't here doesn't mean you have to fill in for her" He narrowed his eyes at me while I ignored him and turned to Renee.

"Anything yet Renee?" I asked and she shook her head.

"I guess it doesn't really matter, he saw it so that's that."
I rolled my eyes before slipping on my night shirt and getting into bed.

"What exactly did he say in the 3seconds his lips weren't glued to your face?"

"It doesn't matter what he said.."

He called me his girlfriend, that man was so fucking stubborn but yet I loved that he had.

"You know I miss the times we had a nice big suite."

Thanks to Charlotte officially being The Authority's Barbie and Hunter owing me nothing. We were in a room with one bed , no suite . No luxury bar filled with my favorite wine and chocolate.

Just a bed and a bathroom.

"You know, you could just get your own hotel room and when I say you I mean you. Ren can stay"

"You're acting like its the first time we have done this. Fuck ,John used to hate me for it" He smiled as Renee got under the covers next to me.

"Luckily I am done with him. I just.. Brock did it again, hurt you to get to me"

"At least we know he ain't fucking Charlotte" Dean sighed as he set the ice down and snuggled up next to Renee.

I knew he couldn't care less, he loved it because the crowd loved their feud and besides for Renee that's what he lived for.

Didn't make me feel any less guilty for letting everyone in my life get hurt because of me.

"What do you mean?" I asked as I turned my attention to the ceiling.

"Well think about it. If he were fucking Charlotte why would he care about you holding hands with John fucking Cena?"

I sighed, "People get jealous Dean , they don't have to actually care about someone to get jealous. I have learnt that before.."

"Yeah but this isn't John, Nikki... his the Beast, probably still your Beast. "

A/N:

Hope you enjoyed!!

BROCK POV WILL BE IN NEXT CHAPTER: )