Married to the Beast // Brock Lesnar ●COMPLETE●

Chapter 30

I woke up to find Brock staring down at me.

It had been so long since I had the privilege of waking up in my Beast's arms and even after things happened last night I would still take it over being without him.

I guess I had fallen asleep in his arms last night when he had tried to calm me down.

I smiled slightly at him as he seemed to be deep in thought even though his eyes were focused on me.

"The last thing I ever wanted to do was make you cry again.." He whispered as he traced his thumb over my cheek and I leaned into it before clutching his hand.

"You didn't..." I shrugged as it wasn't just him.

It was losing my friend to a man who had instilled fear into me by threatening me before and realizing that I couldn't believe every diva who smiled sweetly or saved my ass had good intentions.

I hated seeing Brock like I had last night, turns out there was more about my Beast I didn't know.

More that was being revealed because I couldn't be there for him as a wife should. I was thousands of miles away while he drowned himself in alcohol and got into the fights at the gym.

I finally knew where he and Aaron had probably sorted out their problems.

I lifted my head and slowly kissed him so that he didn't have to continue.

This was the first time the Beast was completely vulnerable in awhile .

I knew he felt guilty and I hated it. Truth is I had dealt with worse.

Eric...

"I said things I didn't mean I.." His voice sounded strained and the last time I heard it that way was after we broke up and sorted things out again .

CHAPTER 68-70

Eric was a mixture of alcohol, emotionally and physically abusing me.

I knew how Brock was when I married him; aggressive , destructive, a destroyer, a beast. But even though he was all of those things, the worst he would ever do was raise his voice.

Yes he would say some things but I tried not to ever let it get to me , it would hurt in the moment but I knew he was like a switch.

I haven't watched a series since well since before everything but I guess he could be compared to a vampire but only for a split second.

Why?

Because when my husband got mad or hurt , it was like his humanity would be turned off. He would say things , things that he knew would hurt you.

Things he hardly ever meant just so he could hide his hurt so that's why even when him doubting me hurt me so badly , I knew he was probably hurting more.

But being Brock he didn't express it as often as I would have liked. I would say we would have to work on it but that would have meant him changing and I didn't want that.

I wished I could have known the darkness inside my husband's mind as him drinking could be the trigger to a past Brock I hadn't known.

"I love you Brock and all I wanted was to come home and find you on the couch with Beast. But that's not who you are, you love the farm life but you also love hunting, you love fighting and ..."

"I love you.." I smiled as he cut me off but he was still tense.

That's the thing that I would never stop hating, because of my past he always treaded lightly.