Obsession

Chapter 14

*Brock's POV*
I had my hands behind my head as I peacefully enjoy my moment of relaxation. "Brock?"I heard a female voice behind me and to my surprise it was the Queen.
"Ohhh...look who's here after what I heard from you a few moments ago"I said but could legit see her face filled with sorrow and sadness. "Come in...I was just..you know joking!"he said. Taking a deep sigh,she took a seat beside me...her hands trembling and by now I was..gulping as beads of sweat form on my forehead.
"How does it feel to lose something very very precious from you?"she said. By now I was internally filled with a little remorse.
"Umm..is everything okay Charlotte?"I asked keeping a hand on her...to which she jerked off.. trembled and scared. "What is wrong?"I asked.
"All I came here was...to apologize to you...I've become what I didn't want to be Brock,I did nothing to anyone...I wanted was a peaceful life with Roman...to be called the successful wrestlers of WWE,and be champions.."
"As a friend Charlotte, I'd advise you that a man like Roman is good
for nothing...if you think deeply" I said...and realized I shouldn't have said that.
"Hmmm you're right probably"she said looking at the ring that Roman slid through her finger months ago,"afterall,I can't open up everything in front of you.. anyways see you later Brock"she got up and left. And right now I felt a regret...on what I did.

*Roman's POV*

{Roman Roman! What a bad game the fate of yours has played with you! Don't think of the person who gave you this...think about the person your beautiful fiancè your Queen Charlotte has done. I am so sure that when you'll find out the truth...you won't even bear her for 1 second in your life...when the truth will be revealed,I'm sure it will make you end up in alcohol and leave you broken...just as your dumb Samoan family...keep waiting for the right time when the truth will open up like a blooming rose.. you might think this is a lie...but you can simply ignore and wait for the correct time.}

After reading this,I had no idea how to react...whether consider this shit and throw this in the fucking bin or go talk to Charlotte about this....how dare this person speak crap about my family...but wait there is only one person who can say such dumb shit about my family...taking a sigh,I folded the piece of crap and stuffed it in my jeans pocket. "Wrestlemania is up,I'm already maineventing another Wrestlemania and on top of that,this person is sending me such crap "Ugh!".
"Ey! Big guy,what's up"Dean entered and suddenly I pretended as if nothing really happened.
"Oh! Nothing bro,just a little tensed for my wrestlemania"I said.
"Hey! I'm in a no holds barred match too against your best friend"he laughed.
"Watch your..words Ambrose"I said giggling.
"Is anything bothering my bro?"he asked. 'Should I tell him?'
"This"I took a sigh and showed him the piece of crap. He read in a minute...I thought he'd forgot reading. "Okay what the actual fuck is this Roman?"he said.
"My reaction is worst than this Dean,I don't know I'm so confused ugh Lord"I said,"I've noticed that she stays silent often,frequently meets me and hardly replies or calls me...this is..."
"You know what...keep this and after the grand event,we'll sit and figure this out"he advised cutting me. Though he's insane,a lunatic, but I know he never says something shit. "Thanks Ambrose.."I hugged him. I wore my coat,and with my suitcase I went right where the car was,
stuffing my suitcases in the trunk and drove to the apartment.

*WrestleMania 32*
*Brock's POV*
After a hectic painful match with a tough competitor,Ambrose and walking out victorious, I took some painkillers,and ice packs on my shoulder. "You're okay Brock?"
The doctor asked. "What does it look like owh...let me go now doc"I said getting off the bed and walking to my lockerroom...in pain. The blue glittery robe caught my attention as I look up and see Charlotte walking with Flairrrr. I was totally mesmerized to see her so pretty. Her hair bouncing with her style,her pretty gown and the look she gave looking at her best friend Becky was...totally killing for me. "Brock...you uh..okay?"
Paul asked. "Yea...yea..."I moved on but couldn't forget how beautiful Charlotte looked.