Bury The Hatchet

Chapter 17

"Brock... what are you doing here?"

He smiled at me and pulled me in for a tight hug "I wanted to see your band play you guys really kick ass."

I didn't know what to say I mean I haven't seen or even heard from him in four years. Now he just decides to show up out of thin air?

"I don't understand I thought you had lily so why are you here again?" I was frustrated and confused.

"Well darling that ship sailed a long time ago, and like I said I wanted to see your band play. Where's the harm in that baby doll?"

Brock seemed clueless but I know he's far from it, there has to be a reason he's here it can't just be because of this stupid concert.

"Well do you wanna come back to my bus... for drinks?" I offered "defiantly lead the way beautiful" he said stepping aside.

We walked out of the arena and onto the escape the fate bus "cool bus Brooklyn" he said sitting down on the couch after I finished showing him around.

I went into the cabinet below the sink were we keep all the alcoholic beverages.
"JD?" I asked pouring the brown liquid into the cup.
"Yes ma'am" I walked over to the couch and handed him a cup while I started drinking mine.

"So Brock tell me the real reason your here" I raised my eyebrow at him and he gave me that famous grin of his.

He let out a sigh before downing the entire cup of alcohol "well I heard that you were headed back to WWE, and I wanted to know if you'd wanna pick up our story-"

I clapped my hands together and started laughing "nice try Lesnar be honest" I said taking a sip of my drink.

He began to sway a little I guess the liquor was catching up to him now.
"You got me" he put his hands up in defense "okay well now that the alcohol is running through my veins I should have no problem telling you this. Brooklyn I want you back no fuck that, I need you back. Ever since I broke up with you all those years ago I haven't been the same."

I got up from my spot on the couch put he gently grabbed my arm to pull me back down.

"Baby please listen to me, I miss you... I miss your laugh, your kisses and hugs. I miss holding you at night, I miss waking up to your beautiful face in the morning. I miss the way your nostrils flare up when you get mad I miss the way your hair always smells like watermelon."

He just went on and I couldn't lie it felt good to hear him say all of that. Because the truth is no matter how bad Brock hurt me in the past I will always love him.

"Brock I miss you too" I sighed before throwing myself into his arms, being wrapped up in him I felt so safe and protected. I felt untouchable, like when I'm with him nothing else mattered.

"I love you Brooklyn" he half whispered trying to maintain his balance, I let out a little giggle before jumping to my feet.
"Come on big guy I'm gonna take you home" I outstretched my hand for him to take it "my keys are in my back pocket Brook" he muttered burying his face into the crook of my neck.
"Dammit Brock you only had one cup" I sighed trying to uphold his large physic.

"I was drinking way before I got here baby (hiccup) girl" I gave up and sat him back on the couch "alright I'm gonna run and get your car you stay here big guy"

Brock's p.o.v

Well I did it, I'm drunk as a skunk but what the hell I thought. I sat on the bus and waiting for her to find my car.
"Brook you in here" I heard someone yell from the front of the bus.

"Holy shit man" it was the singer guy from Avenged Sevenfold Matt.
"I'm just waiting for Brook to get my car so she can bring me home" I sighed rubbing my face with my hands.

"Dude your totally drunk" he chuckled sitting down next to me.
"So what brings you to our show?" He asked "well I actually enjoy your music man it's great, but I came here to try and get Brook back I miss her man." I admitted.

"Thank you and I'm a big fan by the way and how did it go?"

"It went well she's actually about to bring me home and I'll call her an Uber back here." I said.

After a few more minutes of a drunken conversation with Matt that I probably won't even remember in the morning I began to worry. Brooklyn had been gone for way to long "hey Matt do you want to help my find Brook" I sighed before struggling to my feet.

Brooklyn's p.o.v

I was looking for Brock's car when I heard arguing coming from the other side of the parking lot. Probably just some fans who got drunk I laughed at the thought.

But I was wrong "you think your so cool don't you" the man yelled "just because you play guitar in a band you think you can just go around fucking other guys girlfriends!" He continued that's when I turned around.

"Hey man fuck off she came on to me" Brian yelled back.

I let out a sigh before heading there way, by the time I reached the end of the parking lot the guy had Brian in a head lock.

I shoved him and they both fell to the ground "hey dude what the fuck is your problem" I spat "you stay out of this slut" he yelled at me jumping back to his feet and getting in my face.

Me and this guy were arguing and I was ready to exchange blows with him "I advise you to leave her alone"

The guy turned white and had fear written all all of over his face.
"You got it man" he said before he took off running the other way.

I turned around to see the beast Brock Lesnar and M.shadows standing shoulder to shoulder.

"Well I'll be damned look at you two" I chuckled slapping Matt's chest lightly.
"What was that about" Matt asked softly as he pulled me into his arms.

"Well I guess Brian here screwed his girlfriend" I said nonchalantly.

Matt laughed before fist bumping Brian "you still got it man" he said pumping him up.

"So Brock are you ready for me to take you home" I smiled at him "you don't have to do that I can drive myself because I'm pretty sober after that little episode." He teased.

I let go of Matt and made my way to Brock "well then I guess I'll see you at Raw?" I sighed looking at the ground.

"Actually I was thinking when you were done on tour with these guys I can help you train for your return." He said "really!" I jumped up and down.

I mean Brock is an amazing athlete and he has mastered so many different fighting styles, so who better to help me make my return.

"Well beautiful I'll see you in a few weeks" he kissed my forehead before walking off to find his car "I love you" he shouted from the other side of the parking lot.

I blushed and I could feel my cheeks turning red "I love you more" I yelled back.