Married to the Beast // Brock Lesnar ●COMPLETE●

Chapter 33

Sigh so I was planning on updating this a couple days ago but somehow my chapter got erased, I didn't save properly I guess. I was too sad to write another one but here you go now :)

Hope you enjoy!

BROCK POV

"Baby.." I mumbled against her skin but I got no response. I sighed and laid back as I had just come from feeding Beast and hoped that she would be awake.

Normally I would have gone out on the property by now and eft her to wake up whenever she did so that I didn't have to see the sadness first thing..

I didn't know what the fuck was wrong with me, why I began?

I didn't fucking know.

I just missed her and drank the vodka to try and forget that she was gone, it did make me forget because after I finished most of the bottle she would be there.

She would be with me , in my arms.. planting kisses all over my face which annoyed me but these days I craved that from Kenzie.

She wasn't as crazy as she used to be with me.

I didn't blame her though, so far whenever she had come home I wouldn't be myself. She came home happy and I took it away, she would still kiss me yes but she was hesitant, sensing my mood I could tell.

While the vodka was my way of seeing my wife when she was miles away it brought out the fears of the Beast as well .

The fears of losing my wife to any superstar in that locker room, I would see her with Ambrose's lips on her. I would see her being taken away from me as he smirked that fucking annoying smirk.

And then I'd stop and go for a walk on the property and I'd go to call her but I would see I already had, I wouldn't remember calling her but her name would be there. I wanted to ask her what I would say when I saw her again but I didn't want her to relive it.

Yesterday she had gone into town to get some groceries, she kissed me goodbye. She would be gone for less than an hour but the urge came back and I immediately searched and eventually found a bottle under the sink.

The same thing happened as the day before then, when she had been on her way home.

I didn't remember calling her but when she walked into the house I had been sitting with Beast . She had been gone for three hours and the effects of the alcohol had mostly warn off. I stood up with a smile but all I got was her glistening eyes as she turned to me from closing the door and having dropped the bags.

I ran over to her and all she said was, "I'm sorry I left you , we needed groceries" she didn't continue as I pulled her into my arms as she broke while my heart broke as well.

I wished I could have remembered what I said. I knew it was hurtful, that's all I knew because that's how I was . Its how I had always been in the past with her, I would hurt and I would shout at her, destroy a room in hopes of seeing the pain I felt reflected on her face.

But that was then, before I had stopped before I realized there was no point, that I handled things differently.

But now we were back to how it was in the beginning but just like she didn't leave me then, as I held her.. she held onto me as tightly as she could.

She loved me so much and I hurt her, kept hurting my Kenzie. I threw it all out last night as she came to bed to sleep. I had even set Beast's bed next to her so he could sleep close to her.

All the hidden shit I threw it out.

I was destroying my wife..

I got the urge through the night but her tears, I never wanted to cause the person that was my life pain...