Married to the Beast // Brock Lesnar ●COMPLETE●

Chapter 7

SMACKDOWN

I had Becky hooked into the Kimora Lock waiting for her to tap like I knew she would be forced to .

I loved doing Brock's moves in the ring. I'm pretty sure the world didn't even know we had gotten married but still thought I was engaged to him.

The only reason people backstage knew was because I had asked for time off for the honeymoon and I was forced to tell Hunter it was for that reason and well news travels fast backstage.

" And the winner of the match by submission Mckeeeeeeeeeenzie!!"

I smiled brightly as I had won with Brock's Kimora Lock .
Although I was still a bit mad due to the fact that I didn't know his whereabouts it wouldn't stop me from using them.

Paige wasn't here tonight as they had been on Raw which meant I was alone.

Alone as my Beast was not here yet.

I made my way out backstage.

"Hey wait up!" I heard Becky's voice.

I raised my eyebrow as well I guess you could say I was like my husband in many aspects as other than Paige and Kane I hadn't socialized around here.

"Great match out there.." She breath.

"Uhm thanks! Your arm okay?" I suddenly felt bad for putting it on her.

"Yeah its good. Congratulations on the wedding by the way"

She hugged me.

"Thank you.." I wasn't sure what else to say..

"You shouldn't listen to what people around here say about you two , its none of their business.."

I sighed as while I had yet to see the Blonde Besties I knew it didn't stop them from talking about me behind my back.

"Trust me I know some of the divas are not.."

She seemed genuinely confused as I said it.

"Uhm yeah I guess they are..." She mumbled and I raised my eyebrow.

"You weren't talking about them were you?" I folded my arms and focused my eyes on her as I knew something wasn't right.

"Sorry lass, I thought you knew..."

If this were Summer or Charlotte I would have thought they were trying to play me but I could tell Becky was just trying to be nice.

"Knew what?" I asked calmly even though I could feel myself getting worked up.

"My boyfriend Sheamus obviously hangs out with all the guys and he mentioned the bets that are being made in the locker room"

Bets?

"What bets?" She looked around and pulled on my arm so that we went into a deserted hallway.

"Please don't tell Brock though.." She sounded concerned and if it was as bad as she was making it sound she should have been.

"What is it Becky?" I tried not to let annoyance show in my voice as she was actually showing she cared so I didn't want to make her regret approaching me.

"They are making bets on how long the marriage will last and well other things.." she blurted out.

"Other things?" I asked instead of storming off to the guys locker rooms.

"They have theories as to how Brock got you into marrying him. I don't know all but there's one that you were afraid he would hurt Seth in their feud so Seth handed you over and that Brock is blackmailing you with something and that Brock... "