Undertaker Fanfic

Ch. 7

I was currently sitting with Brock Lesnar, and talking about his match against Mark.
"You think that since he's your boyfriend, he'll protect you every time some man goes and punches you? Come on. It's not like you can throw punches at me, and for sure your boyfriend won't beat me," he said. My rage was about to boil over, but I kept it at a minimum.
"You think I'm a weak little girl, don't you," I asked as I removed my sunglasses," You think I'm the type to be pushed around? Well guess what, bitch, I'm not, and I suggest you watch your ass before Undertaker gets you."
Brock flipped over the table, and stood in front of me. He was sizing me up, but I didn't care if I was 2 feet tall. I wasn't gonna let him push me flat on my back.
The camera crew stopped filming, and Brock and I laughed our butts off.
"Man, you actually had me for a moment there, Kendra," he said as he shook my hand.
"I'm not gonna lie, when you flipped over the table, it made my heart race. Your definitely a beast in carnage," I replied as we hugged.
I heard Mark clear his throat, and I could tell he was jealous. I went to Mark, and kissed his cheek. I giggled at him, and he glared at me.
"I didn't like that hug. You know that, right," he asked as he wrapped his left arm around my shoulders.
"What, are you jealous, Mark," I teased. He looked at me, and I took off.
"I'm gonna kill you," I heard him yell as he ran after me.
"You're gonna have to," I yelled back. I was running, even though I've been running for five minutes.
"Hey, in here," AJ said as she pulled me into her locker room and locked it. She fell against the floor, and looked under the door.
"Okay, he's gone," she said. I hugged her before I unlocked the door, and ran to our locker room. I locked the door, and I turned around to see Dean Ambrose.
"I can't keep it in any longer. I like you, Kendra. A lot," he said as he kissed me. I slapped him once we separated, and I ran for the door, unlocking it without Dean knowing it.
He pulled me against him, and said," I'm about to do some "Dirty Deeds" to you, Kendra." He pushed me against the wall, and I started screaming for help.
Mark busted through the door, and started punching Dean. He soon threw him out, and hugged me. We kissed, and he put his head against mine.
"Are you okay, Kendra," he asked as he rubbed my cheek.
"Yeah, thanks for saving my ass, Mark," I replied as he got his and my stuff, and left the arena.
"So where do you wanna go," he asked as we got on his motorcycle.
"Anywhere is okay with me," I replied as I wrapped my arms around his waist. Although today was scary, we went to a fancy restraunt and we had a fun time. We soon went home, and we went to sleep.