Insufficient Love

Chapter 8: But she took the blame anyways

"I swore I didn't do it"

Chapter 8

she sat in fear sitting down next to Brock, Eve held a gun also wobbling a little trying to stay fierce.
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"How about you choose who goes, Brock or You?" She said wobbling the gun still pointing at me. My heart pounded quickly and loudly,

"Why are you doing this? don't you love Brock?" I said shaking uncontrollably,

"Idiot remember? I don't love him first of all. I'm using him. He's the biggest fish I've gotten, Zack was a little fish. John was the big fish. But Brock?  He's the biggest of them all, if you haven't noticed... For the whole year I've gained more fans, more followers. And since then Brock is basically the big thing, meaning more money for me" she said smiling

"Off course you would, you slept your way to the top didn't you? kissing Stephanie's butt, then sleeping with Brock...wow." I said angerly

"I take that as a complement" she said smiling evilly.

"John is right, you use your assets" I looked down and up at her, "to further your career" I said planning what to do, knowing i have a fairly big chance of dying, then I thought. And knew what I was going to do.

"Why, if you knew you were gonna make tons of money. Why did you stab him?" I said in confusion,

"Well ha, if he dies. I'll get all his money. Ha, well basically to be more specific... I get over 16 million dollars." She said laughing,

I quickly kicked the gun out of her hand,

"YOU BITC*" she screamed, I quickly grabbed the gun realizing it didn't have any ammo,

"Really? Really?" I said bursting out laughing, she stormed out of the room leaving me and Brock alone.

I sat still again looking at him, we've never been intimately close, *sighs* well that's life. I placed my palm on his face, it was 3x bigger then my hand. Geez he's 6'3 with a humongous body, but with a small heart. I stared at him realizing again he was near end to death, I panicked again figuring out what to do. Blood dripped down his side quickly, I grabbed a white towel from the bathroom rushing towards him.

'I hate you a lot, for what you've done. To me, many times. But I don't know why Mr.Lesnar, but I keep loving you.' I talked to myself still holding tightly against his body with the white towel that was slowly soaking up.

'Your blood drips out like my heart giving up one by one. If only you'd love me... If only... If only you'd be with me not with her, only if you'd realize the monster that she is.' I sighed looking at him, I knew I wouldn't be able to bring him to the bed, so I decided to bring the bed to him.

I grabbed pillows and blankets making it comfy, I tried lifting up putting a blanket under him, but failed miserably. But after a few tries, I slowly was able to get the full thick blank straightened out under him. I placed a pillow under him and around him to make it feel more like home.

I went down to the nurse to grab some med kit, tons of cops were down in the main lobby investigating and taking notes. I finally found the room but it was closed. I tried opening the door quietly, but after a few tries I came to the conclusion that it was locked. Luckily I had a Bobbie pin in my hair hoping it do the trick, and it opened in a snap.

I walked in slowly closing the door behind me so it wouldn't lead anything shady, I got my phone turning it in flashlight looking for things that would help him. I grabbed bandages and what not. As I was looking through the drawer, the knob started to jiggle, I knew I had to quickly hide. I ran under the bed, hoping whoever it was wouldn't find me.

"Stephanie I don't think she's here..." I heard Stephnies assistant

"I need to tell her something very important." She said turning on the light, my body tensed as I saw her foot step walking throughout the room.

"And what is that?" The assistant stopped standing still,

"We're getting off topic, she's not in here. We should ask if they got the surveillance video." They walked out turning off the lights, I sighed in relief turning my flashlight on once again slowly trying to get out. I rethought what Stephanie said which sounded suspicious.

I stood up patting my pants and kept grabbing stuff. I quickly peeked out in the mirror seeing people passing by. I quickly went against the wall waiting for a minute or two. I looked out again seeing no one. I slowly opened the door looking left and right down the halls, it was empty luckily. I slowly walked out trying to quickly get to the hotel room. I finally arrived to the room opening the door with the keys. I opened the door in relief getting ready to get Brock medicated.

I walked in closing the door gently turning around, seeing Brock not on the floor. I slowly panicked looking around, then in the bathroom which Brock was putting on his sweatpants. 'Wait what? ' I said to myself.

"Yeah?" He said looking at me. oops I must've said it out loud.

"But, you were stabbed...?" I said in confusion looking at him,

"Save that for someone else." He said smirking, now I was really confused,

"Don't act so innocent I know what you did." He said walking past me to the bed, I stared in the mirror saying to myself, 'did what...??' I walked out standing in front of him as he put on his socks.

"I know you stabbed me, you don't need to lie." He said grumpily wearing on his sneakers,

"Wait what? Do you honestly think I did that?" I said staring at him,

"Yes I do. It makes all sense, and I don't want to put up with this fuc**ng crap. You know I thought out of all the people, out of all the people, you? You? Would do this to me, I guess you were lying to me through everything. And I mean Everything. And I'm done with this, cause I don't want to deal with this crap right now." He said standing up walking towards the door.

"I swore I didn't do it." I said, He ignored me saying,

"Honey are you gonna come with me?" He said looking back, I stood in confusion like 'was he talking about me?' Then I saw Eve appear out of no where, like out of nowhere.

"Yes sweetie" she said smiling, she looked back smiling at me. I stood glaring at her.

After they left I threw the bag of medications at the wall very annoyed. I only knew what I needed to do.

And that was to figure out what Stephanie is hiding.
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She lost her source of hope, the source of hope that made her love him.
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