Married to the Beast // Brock Lesnar ●COMPLETE●

Chapter 40

Last update for the week xx

I walked into the quiet house and remembered that Brock was at Steve's for most of the week.

I decided to walk down to the barn and get Stella.

"Hey angel, you miss me?" I laughed as I hopped onto her and we strolled .

I wished Beast was home as the sun was setting and he loved it but he could see it on Steve's farm as well.

I had had a hectic week with photoshoots, promos and signings. It was made better as I had Seth and Paige by my side.

Did I mention I had forgotten about my brother's birthday being last week?

Saturday to be exact..

Paige had apologized for missing it as Alberto figured if she spent time with Seth, it was me winning somehow.

I ended up hugging him like crazy and following him around for most of the day while he hadn't seemed to be too angry as I had suffered a head injury. I still knew I owed him a belated birthday celebration, my brother deserved nothing but the best...

Charlotte had introduced Becky to Team Flair on Smackdown and the next day for the shoot Paige decided she would be part of Team Rollins . Which basically meant Paige would be taking on Becky at Money in the Bank as well.

I was happy to have Paige back, we had even had a "welcome back " dinner as Dean called it with Roman included on the same day minus the rest of Team Flair of course.

I felt bad for Roman being forced to work with them because the crowd hated him. I didn't understand why when he was the sweetest guy around and he hated that they disliked him so much I mean they booed him at Wrestlemania while he walked up with his daughter. People were insane but I was glad The Shield were fine backstage .

My brother had been so consumed with taking care of me that he sort of forgot about keeping friendships the same way I had.

I let Stella run off as I laughed loving the feeling of the wind through my hair.

I was home until I flew out tomorrow, I guess there wasn't a point but I wanted to see my husband. I felt guilty for not telling him about my injury especially with how concerned he was.

Regardless of me being conflicted with how exactly I felt I knew if he got injured I would want to know.

I was happy to see that his face was bruise free when I saw him on Tuesday. His beard was gone and he seemed tired but I didn't read much into it as he had been stressed because of me..

***

I had left Steve a message when I got home letting him know he had to hint to Brock to get home so I could surprise him but he hadn't contacted me.

I realized there wasn't as much signal so far out as my bars picked up as I reached the house, I decided to give him a call.

"Hey McKenzie how are ya?"

"I'm good .. Is Brock on his way home?"

"About that... Er would you be able to pick him up? I was planning on dropping his ass myself but he doesn't want to move so maybe if you.."

"Is he drunk?" I didn't hesitate in asking as Steve sounded weird.

"Er yeah. He got hold of some vodka, it ain't my fault he hasn't drank any shit while he was here in the week but I went out and when I got back.." I frowned at his words as I wondered if Steve knew..