Falling In Love
with a Monster
Chapter
1
“Hey
Kat…hand me that hot towel right there please…”
Samantha said…as she was running around the room like a chicken with her
head cut off…I said, “Why are you in such a hurry girl? You look like you’re on a mission before they
send you to the electric chair…” Sam
stopped and rolled her eyes a little and said, “I have to go down and help the
Deadman…he specifically asked for me…I don’t know why, we always end up arguing
about everything…but every time he asks for me…” I laughed and said, “You know what I think?” Sami said, “I’m dying to know…” Obviously dripping with sarcasm…
I
smiled and said, “I think he’s sweet on you…besides guys always say that women
look their hotties when they are pissed off…maybe he’s doing it
intentionally…cause it turns him on.”
Sami said, “Katherine Marie Cage!…I don’t need any type of visuals thank
you.” I giggled and said, “Blah Blah
Blah…” She started laughing and said, “I
better go…he glares at me if I’m late…I’ve never in all my life seen a man who
looks like he’s in pain when he glares at someone…you’d of thought someone
poked him in the eye…”
Sami
scurried out the door as I cleaned up the massage therapy room…I had 3 more
wrestlers who would be visiting in the next couple of hours…I should probably
relax while I can…but that’s close to impossible when the next voice I hear is
coming directly behind me, “Hi Kathy.” …in a low…kind of evil…kind of an ‘I’m
up to no good and I’m taking you with me’ voice.
I
turned around and came face to face with David / Dave Batista…The only man on
the WWE roster to give me the Chillie Willie CREEPS…he reminds me of a big over
grown stink bug. Half the time he stinks
and the other half…your just imagining it…When I say stink…I don’t mean he
smells bad…I mean personality and humor wise…he’s way to serious about
everything. I rolled my eyes and turned
back around…putting my back to him.
If
you didn’t already figure it out…Lemme clue you in…My name is Katherine Marie
Cage…I’m 22 years old…I’m 5’9” and 125lbs soaking wet…I have some massively
deep green eyes, that I saw I inherited from my step brother Mark
Callaway…better know to all of you the Undertaker…or to Sami - Deadman…I have
brownish-blonde hair to my waist…
I’ve
been working for the WWE as the massage therapist for the last 2 years…and no
Mark didn’t help me get the job…I got the damn thing on my own…sometimes I
regret getting it at all…like when the goon in the monkey suit behind me shows
up and tries to hook up with me on a nightly basis…Doesn’t he realize I don’t
date outside of my species and even if I did…I certainly wouldn’t date a
gorilla…
I
say in my most sweet voice to date…”What can I do for you David?” Trying not to sound too annoyed. David comes over and breaths his hot stinkin’
breath on my neck and said, “The questions is…what should you do for me?” I moved and put a little distance between us
and said, “Okay, What should I do for you?”
Dave came over and I backed against the wall as he loomed over me with
his nasty hormone enraged self…and said, “Stop playing this cat and mouse game
with me…and just let me take you on a real date and show you how a real woman
is treated.” I kinds of half smiled and
said, “I don’t think so…you know my policy…I don’t date people I work
with.” Dave put one hand on each side of
my body…but against the wall, thank god he wasn’t touching me…I could feel the
chunks rising in my throat…if he got any closer I was going to vomit on him.
Dave
said, “C’mon Kath…You dated Glenn (Kane) for a while there…” I said, “Correction…(Here comes the lie…it
better be good…Glenn will cover me no matter what) I helped him get his shit
together so he could get his wife back…I never dated him…and if that’s the
appearance it gave…so sorry…” We
actually had dated…but it wasn’t very long…only about 2 months…it was after
he’d gotten his divorce…and was rebounding…but we are actually best friends
now…Much better to be friends then try to be anything else…things get to
complicated.
Chapter
2
Dave
said, “That’s a shame you won’t at least give me a chance…I could do things to
you…that would have your whole body feeling it…” I was of course thinking…you are already
doing things that is making my whole body nauseated…I feel nausea from my head
to my toes…and if he gets any closer I’m gonna puke right on him…
Dave
said, “So are you really sure you don’t wanna go to the movies or
something…because you know we’d have a good time…” Dave put his hand on my waist…and I was
visibly uncomfortable…he was actually caressing my waist…I thought oh no…here
come the chucks…Dave got closer and licked up the side of my neck…I tensed up
and had my hands between our chests…
Shit…shit…shit…poop…My
space is being invaded by an intruder…God if any one can hear my mind
screaming…please send help…FAST!
Every
time I’d move to back away, he’d keep coming closer and closer…finally I did
the only thing I knew I could…he started to come to kiss my on the lips…and I
scrapped his right cheek with my fingernails…and he was pissed when he saw the
blood…OH MY GOD…I’ve never drawn blood on someone…His eyes froze while half way
leaving their sockets and he started stalking after me in the room…
Dave
said, “You fucking little tease…you’re nothing but a cheap slut…I’m going to
get you…I will have you…not because I want you…but because I said so…you
fucking BITCH!” Dave went to throw a
punch at me and I ducked…and you gotta love the drywall they use in some of
these arenas…he’s fist went through the way and got stuck…give me ample time to
RUN!
I
took off out the door and I had tears sliding down my cheeks…I was running
towards Marks and Glenn’s dressing room…they were best friends off camera…and
brothers of destruction on camera…they shared a dressing room…I turned down the
hall to their dressing room…and hit a wall…or at least it felt like a wall…I
fell back and on my ass…and looked up and there was the most gorgeous 6’4”
295lb…blue eye - blonde hair GOD!…or better known as Brock Lesner.
Brock
looked down and said, “Kate, what are you running for girl….you nearly gave me
a heart attack…” I was kind of stunned
and was trying to push away from him…he squatted down and touched my foot…and
said, “Katherine…Are you okay? Were you
running from something?”
All
of a sudden…a low pitches throaty scream / yell…came down the hallway…
“KATHY…YOU FUCKING BITCH! WHERE ARE
YOU?” I nearly jumped out of my skin…and
Brock looked down the hall and saw Dave come out of my massage room…Brock said,
“Or could it be you’re running from someone.”
He looked and my eyes were pleading to help me.
Brock
took my hands and pulled me to my feet and said, “C’mon…Let’s go to Mark’s
room…” Brock walked me down to Mark and
Glenn’s dressing room…and we walked in…Brock said, “Mark, she kind of ran into
me in the hallway…I think Batista was up to no good…” Mark sat me down and asked what happened…I
explained the whole situation and what happened and what I did…and finally
ended the whole thing with running into
Brock…and started crying again…
Mark
said, “Brock…stay with her for a couple of minutes…I think I’ll go pay Dave a
special visit…” Brock said, “Sure.” Glenn was in the ring…otherwise he’d be right
by Mark’s side… Brock walked into the bathroom and came out and handed me a
couple of tissues to wipe my eyes…I took them and said, “Thank you…I’m sorry I
ran into you…”
Brock
laughed and said, “Hell, don’t worry about it…I thought you’d gotten hurt when
you hit the ground…No wander you were running…I’d run from that thing
too…” I smiled a little and said, “See
that’s better…you kind of scared me…I’ve never seen you upset before…you’re
always smiling and laughing or having a good time…this is the first time in 2
years that I haven’t seen you with a smile…”
I said, “He just scared me…he was gonna punch me…and his fist got stuck
in the wall…”
Brock
started laughing and said, “I’m not laughing at you…I can just see that dumb
ass with his fist stuck in the wall…what a moron.” I giggled…and we talked a little more, when
Mark came back and said, “He won’t be messing with you anymore…” I said, “You didn’t kill him did you?” Mark said, “Me…never…well at least not yet…I
told him, death would be next time…” I
laughed again…All three of us went our separate ways…
Chapter
3
All
was well for about a week…and I was sitting in my Massage Therapy room
again…when Mr. Creepy Drawers came in… He’s nasty voice hissed like a
snake…”Well, Hello Kathy…We meet again.”
I said, “We didn’t exactly meet…you walked in my room…” Dave started his blood boiling…he still
wanted to get me back for scratching him…he walked over and immediately shoved
me into the wall…I thought my spine was going to explode…It hurt so bad…I
literally couldn’t move…it’s like my system was shocked into freezing…I slid
down the wall…kind of like when you throw something at the wall and it sticks
and then slowly slides down and then ends up in a pile on the floor…that was
me…pile of flesh…table for one.
I
had my knees in my chest…just sitting there…Dave was looming over me again…he
squatted down and pulled me up to my feet by my throat…I was staring into the
eyes of a psycho…I thought he was either going to a) rape me, b) kill me…or c)
rape me then kill me…He had me smashed into a corner…I wasn’t saying a word…or
doing anything really…I had tears silently sliding down my cheeks…but I wasn’t
making a sound. All of a sudden the door
flew open and practically off it’s hinges...when Brock came in the room…He ran
right at Dave…and as Dave let go of me…I squatted down to the floor…and Brock
literally speared Dave right in the stomach and took him down…and only punched
him like 3 times…before he knocked Dave completely out…
He
came over and scooped me up in his arms and carried me down to the medical
room…and talked to the doctor…he said, “Honestly I don’t know if he did
anything to her…but I figured I should bring her over to you…and you could do
something…I don’t know what…but something’s better then nothing.” Brock left the room to run down and get Mark
and Glenn…while the doctor talked to me…
Brock
came back with Mark, Glenn, and Samantha…Samantha said, “Okay…this is clearly a
woman thing…all guys out…” They left and
Sami came over and said, “I finally took you’re advice girl…” I looked at her and said, “What?” In a soft voice. She said, “Mark asked me out…and I said,
Yes…what else could I say…he had that look on his face again…” I giggled and said, “Cool.” She said, “Then he did something that almost
had me stripping to nakedness…” I said,
“What?” She sad, “He stuck his tongue in
my mouth…and I swear I could have sucked it off…but I do think the suction can
come in handy in other ways.” I couldn’t
help but laugh my ass off…
She
said, “Girl, that big hunky blonde out there said he carried you down here…now
how did that feel?” I said, “Being
smashed into his chest so close I could bite his nipple…I felt teased! I should of just licked his nipple…of course
he probably would have dropped me…” Sami
laughed and said, “Yea, in a bed…damn girl!”
I laughed even harder…Mark walked in the room and silence fell…he looked
at me and said, “I’m assuming since you’re laughing that hard that you’re okay
now?” I smiled and nodded…Mark came over
and pulled me into him and hugged me and said, “Damn little girl, you had me
scared to death…Are you okay?” I said,
“Yea…I’m okay Mark.”
Brock
said, “You want to go back to the hotel…I’m on my way back there…I could give you
a lift.” I said, “You wouldn’t mind
would you?” Brock said, “No…besides Mark
doesn’t leave here for another hour and a half.” I looked up at Mark and he said, “Oh…go on
and go…I know you hate watching me…you can’t stand that they have my character
on the respect trip.” I laughed a
little…and Glenn kissed the top of my head…as I was walking behind Brock…I
looked back at Sami…and mouthed the words... ‘He’s got a cute butt.’ Since Mark and Glenn had their backs to
me…they didn’t see what I said…and gave Samantha a funny look when she started
laughing…Sami took Mark’s hand and said, “C’mon…I’ll tell you later…you have a
match to get warmed up for.” Mark
slapped her a salute and said, “Yes…ma’am...”
Glenn said, “Whipped…you haven’t even gone out on the date yet…and
you’re already whipped…all she did was agree to go on the date…well that and
there was that lovely tonsil finding contest between you two afterwards.”
Chapter
4
Brock
and I were talking a little more on the drive back to the hotel…Brock said,
“Are you hungry or anything?” I said,
“No…but thanks for asking.” He said,
“Are you sure you’re okay?” I said,
“Yea…I’m fine…just still shakin’ up a bit…I’ll be alright in a little
while.” Brock touched my hand and said,
“It’ll be okay…you don’t have to be afraid of him…Mark is going to go and talk
to Vince about getting him transferred to Smackdown.” I said, “Good…Cause if he wasn’t…I was going
to ask to be transferred over there…”
Brock said, “You can’t…you’re liked way to much by everyone at Raw…Mark,
Glenn, Samantha…all the other wrestlers in the back…Me.”
My
head snapped up and said, “You?” Brock
smiled and said, “Yea…why not me?” I
said, “I don’t know…I just figured…everyone kept saying you was this big
monster, who couldn’t get along with anyone…and that you didn’t have friends
here…” Brock said, “That’s Paul’s
doing…Paul is my manager the minute I go through the curtain to the ring…but
after I go from the curtain to the dressing room…I don’t see him again until
next time I have a ring appearance.” I
said, “I thought he controlled everything you did…” Brock said, “Hell no…that little fat,
pudgy, rollie-pollie bastard, is a loud
mouth pain in the ass…I don’t know whose big brilliant idea it was to stick him
with me…but I wish they’d pawn his dead ass on someone else.” I was rolling with laughter in the front seat
of Brock’s rental car.
Brock
had pulled in the hotel parking lot and had just shut the car off and looked
over at me and said, “You know…don’t let that idiot Dave get to you…cause when
you let him get to you…your smile disappears…and you look more beautiful when
you smile.” I said, “Beautiful…Me? Have you taken one too many chair shots to
the head…you’re vision is starting to go out.”
Brock laughed at me and said, “I’m being serious…” I smiled and said, “So was I. I’m just average little ole me…I’m nobody
special by any means.” Brock said, “Well
you’re special to at least one person.”
I said, “Oh really, like who?”
Brock said, “Me…you know why?”
I
was shocked but had enough voice left to say, “No...why?” Brock said, “You’re beautiful, intelligent,
you have a great smile and an even better laugh…you have an intoxicating
laugh…when you smile or laugh…you have the ability to make other people around
you want to smile and laugh also…every time I’m grouchy…why do you think I come
see you and have you warm me up…you can absolutely make me laugh so hard my
sides hurt…No one can get me to laugh like you can…always telling me stories
about when you and Mark were growing up…and how much you’d pick on him to piss
him off and get on his nerves on purpose…to me that’s funny as hell…you’re the
only one who can make him laugh hard too…he’s like me serious when it comes to
work…”
I
said, “I still think you took one too many chair shots to the noggin kid.” Brock said, “You know you’re probably right…I
probably have a concussion just from tonight alone…” I smacked his arm and said, “And you drove us
here…Good lord…we would have been safer in a red flyer wagon…That’s it…I’m
checking your eyes…” I pulled out a
little pin light I always kept in my pocket…I got on my knees in the seat…and
pulled Brock’s eye open with one hand and shined the light in there…
Brock
laughed and said, “Don’t poke me in the eye with that thing…” I laughed and said, “C’mon…take it like a
man.” And giggled…All of a sudden things
got pretty calm…and quiet between us…I felt his arm slid around my waist and
pulled me closer…And I touched his cheek with my hand…My hair was sprawled all
over the both of us…and Brock leaned up and I leaned down…and he kissed
me…slowly…seductively…passionately…his tongue slid past my lips and caressed
every part of the inside of my mouth including my tongue…The heat was rising
fast in that rental car!
When
we separated…I looked at him and he said, “I’m sorry.” I looked in his blue eyes for about 2 seconds
and said, “Don’t be…I’m not.” Brock
smiled and so did I…we walked into the hotel and he walked me down to my
room…and talked to me while, I was in the bedroom changing for bed…he was in
the living room area and I walked out of the bed room with a cotton tank top
and shorts set on and said, “Will you stay with me until I fall asleep?” Brock gave my body a once over and said, “In
that outfit, you couldn’t get me to leave…even if you tried…” I laughed at him…and he followed me into the
bedroom…I laid across the bed, and he sat in the chair next to it…we talked
until I fell asleep…but by then Brock had fallen asleep in the chair also.
Chapter
5
When
I woke up in the morning, Brock was gone…I thought ‘DAMN’…I had actually woken
up a few times during the night and saw him sleeping there…but decided not to
wake him or anything…I thought about actually climbing up and sleeping in his
arms…but I might of scared him off…
After
I took a shower and got mobile a little Mark called me and said, “So lazy
ass…decided to finally wake up…I mean after all…it is only
I
knocked and Mark opened the door and said, “Damn it Kathy…What was the guy
doing coming out of your hotel room at 4 in the damn morning?” I said, “If it doesn’t involve you…then it’s
none of you business…” Mark said, “You
little…” Before he could finish that
thought, I snapped around and said, “Don’t finish that sentence…especially if
you ever want to see the light of day again…”
Mark said, “When’s the last time I ever said anything bad about you…to
your face or behind your back.” I said,
“There have been times…don’t let right now be one of those times…I asked Brock
to stay with me until I fell asleep…he ended up falling asleep in the
chair…even if he wasn’t there just to sleep…it’s none of your business…I’m 22
years old…and a grown woman…and only your step sister…were not related any
other way but marriage…and that’s it.”
Mark
just looked at me with a shocked expression on his face. I rode with him in his rental car to the
arena…he had an autograph session and I wanted to see if Brock was okay…since
he’d left me alone this morning…I thought maybe something was wrong. When we got to the arena…there had been
complete silence between me and Mark so I knew he was probably mad about what I
had said. I walked into the arena as
Mark stayed outside and was talking to Glenn…I was a little leery walking
around by myself…this were way to quiet in the arena…usually guys were laughing
and running around all the time…it was never this quiet without a good reason.
I
walked down the hall where Brock’s dressing room was…and two hands came out of
nowhere and one when over my mouth and the other around my waist and pulled me
into a pretty dark room…I was on the verge of freak out city…when the
person...obviously male…let go of me, I turned around and they lit a little
pocket liter…it was Brock…I smacked his arm and said, “Brock, you jerk…you
scared the shit out of me…” Brock
laughed a little and rubbed his arm and let the lighter go out…I leaned against
the door 2 feet in front of him, and I said, “So why are we in here…by the
way…where is here?” Brock said, “My
dressing room…you walked right past it…I had the lights out, cause I was trying
to get rid of my headache…sorry about scaring you…I was just trying to grab you
before you got to far away from the room…”
I said, “You’re forgiven…”
Chapter
6
It
was quiet for a minute and then I said, “I should kick your ass though…” Brock said, “Well…any other day I wouldn’t
mind cute idle threats and an ass beating from a beautiful woman…but not with
this headache…” I said, “That’s what
happened when big boys play with there metal toys.” Referring to the chair shot Brock had taken
the night before during Raw against Edge and Christian as a handicap
match. I said, “Where does it
hurt?” Brock said, “Mostly my eyes and
forehead…” I said, “Well let me do what
I do best.” Brock said, “What, stand
there and be gorgeous?” I said, “No…see
you bring the pain…and I ease the pain…”
I moved closer and stood in front of him...
I
slowly moved my hands over his face, running my thumb across his lips, under
his eyes and across his cheek bones…finally getting to his eyebrows, where I
started to slowly massage into little tiny circles…back and forth…until I
worked up his forehead…then worked from the middle out to his temples…and was
rubbing his temples…no pressure…just the massage feeling…After a couple of
minutes, Brock had his hand on my waist…I said, “There…how does that feel?” Brock said, “Suddenly painless. How did you do that?” I said, “Nope, sorry Can’t give away the
secret.”
Brock
touched my cheek with his big hand…his hands were so soft against my skin…he
lightly ran his fingers down my neck…and was definitely sending chills down my
spine. I was completely melting at this
mans touch…this feeling was so foreign to me…I haven’t felt like this in a long
time…Just being around him made me turn to complete jello…not to mention when
he touches me…the things it does to my skin…all the sensations just flow
through me fast then my own blood does…
All
of a sudden we had this kind of magnetic attraction to each other…and he pulled
me closer to his body by my waist…and I could feel his chest rising and falling
through his ‘Here Comes The Pain’ t-shirt…We were practically on top of each
other and I said, “Brock.” Almost at a whisper, he said, “Yea?” I said, “I don’t know if we should be doing
this…” I could almost hear his smile…he
said, “I won’t tell anyone if you don’t.”
I said, “Deal.” And then out lips
were thrust together…and we just stood there in his dressing room kissing…he
turned me around in the room and had me pushed against a wall…I could feel his
hands sliding all over my body…the closer we got and the more he smashed me
into the wall…the more intense the kissing got…I swear I thought my lips were
going to fall off…I was just waiting for the kiss to end, so I could look at
the wall behind me and see the impression of my body in it…
A
couple of minutes later, we emerged from his dressing room like nothing had
happened…and went our separate ways, yet again…
After
about 2 months of our secret locker room meetings for a nice long make out
session…I had spilled everything to Samantha…who in turn had accidentally
spilled in front of Mark one night…he was on a rampage looking for me or Brock
which ever one he got to first. I was
sitting in the Massage room and I was getting the supplies restocked…and Brock
was sitting on the massage table and we were talking about a few things…and he
kept grabbing my waist or belts loops and pulling me over to steel kisses…we
were at the point where we didn’t care who walked in and saw us…no one was
paying attention to us anyway…they were to interested in a bunch of other
things…All of a sudden the door flew open and Samantha ran in out of breath…
I
said, “What? Mark chasing you around the
arena naked or something…you know I wish you guys would keep your sex games in
your hotel room…” Samantha said,
“No…no…you’re so going to kill me…I accidentally slipped in front of Mark…he
knows…” I said, “When you say slipped…I
really hope you’re talking about slipping and falling on your ass…and not
slipped as in I slipped and said something about me and Brock…” Sami said, “I’m so sorry Kath…you guys have
got to get out of here…Mark’s looking all over the arena for you two…which ever
one he finds first…I imagine will get it the worst…” I said, “SAMI…you wasn’t supposed to say
anything…” She said, “I know…I couldn’t
help it…Mark was holding me and being all romantic…” I said, “Stop right there…no
visuals…please.” Sami said, “Anyways…I
couldn’t help but say what I was thinking…I said, don’t you think Brock and Kat
make a great couple…he’s so good to her…and she puts a lot of faith into
him…”
I
looked over at Brock and said, “We need to get out of here fast.” Brock said, “I fully agree.” I grabbed his hand and we took off down the
hall…We almost got caught three times…between Mark and Glenn…both looking for
either of us…we were so close to getting busted…finally we ran all the way up
the stair well in the arena…and went out to the roof…I said, “I don’t think
they’ll find us here..” Brock said, “I
hope not…”
Chapter
7
As
we got out onto the roof…there was a slight breeze…and my hair flew up around
us…Brock laughed and I looked at him and said, “What?” Brock said, “It was kind of weird just
now…I’ve never been surrounded by so much hair…I keep forgetting you have that
long ass hair, and when we walked out here…a breeze kicked it up around both of
us…and I was kind of taken back for a minute…until I realized what it was
exactly.” I laughed at him and said, “It
smells like it’s going to rain…I love the rain…” Brock said, “Yea…me too…it always brings out
the animalistic side of me…” I looked
over my shoulder at him and he smirked at me…I just smiled and shook my head.
We
sat up there talking for about 45 minutes…and we could actually hear Mark
inside calling for us…of course it was a little louder when he went outside and
was yelling our names at the top of his lungs…Brock looked over the edge and
said, “Wow, he is persistent isn’t he?”
I said, “Yea, stubborn and pigheaded are his two middle names…He’ll look
all night and then probably forget all about it in the morning…that is unless
he sees us together…then he’ll definitely remember...”
We
were actually sitting on the ledge of the roof…It was cinder block like the
rest of the building…and the ledge itself was about 3 feet tall and 4 feet wide
all the way around the roof…it was pretty much impossible for someone to fall
off the roof…unless they were pushed or jumped…either way unless you was really
uncoordinated…you weren’t falling off…
We
sat there talking for forever…it was good to just talk and get everything
out…Brock finally stood up and faced me and said, “We really need to discuss
us…Remember that day in my dressing room…after you had massaged my headache
away…” I said, “Yes, some of my finer
work…” Brock said, “You told me, just
before I kissed you that you didn’t know if we should be doing that…and I said
if you didn’t tell I wouldn’t…” I said,
“Yea…and?” Brock said, “I lied…I can’t
not tell anyone…I can’t keep this from your brother any longer…” I said, “Brock, he’s only my brother through
marriage…he’s my step-brother.” Brock
said, “I know, but I respect him way too much to be seeing his little sister in
any form, without at least telling him…I really like you and respect you…and I
want our relationship…if that’s what you can call it…to go further…I want to
spend every waking moment with you and your smile and your laugh…It kills me to
feel like this for you…and be walking past Mark’s dressing room and hear you
laugh…and know it wasn’t me making you laugh…cause you know I love making you
laugh..”
I
touched his cheek and said, “Are you really sure you want to face Mark as a
couple and not just friends…you know he’s going to give birth to a baby horse
when he finds out what Samantha told him was true.” Brock said, “Yes…I want our relationship to
be taken serious by everyone…including your brother, your best friend Glenn…and
every other person on this tour and in this company…” I smiled and he said, “See…that smile right
there…makes me weak…does that smile mean you agree?” I said, “I’ll support you…and you know it…we
should definitely be extremely prepared to be ripped apart by Mark
though…especially for keeping it from him for so long.” Brock said, “Oh, I’ll be prepared…will
you?” I said, “Mark, I can
handle…Glenn…I don’t know…but well cross that bridge when we get there.” Brock said, “Okay agreed…” Brock moved closer to me and pulled me to my
feet…we kissed a little…
Now…the
rain drops just started small, but the more intense our kiss got…the bigger the
rain drops got…Brock broke the kiss and was looking in the sky and said, “You
picked now to rain on our parade?” I
laughed and Brock grabbed my hand and was going to go back inside the building
so we didn’t get soaked…I kept a hold of his hand and planted my feet…Brock
looked back at me and said, “What? You
want to sit out here and freeze and get soaking wet.” I didn’t say a word…I walked over and was
standing in front of the wall again…and smiled…
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8
Brock
walked over and stood in front of me…and I reached over and untucked his shirt
from his levis…and he lifted his arms and I pulled his shirt off and it plopped
on the ground…by now we were both soaking wet…the rain was going down in 600
gallon buckets…The rain drops were sliding down his bare chest…Brock said, “I
think if I have to have my shirt off…you should too…” I smiled and lifted my arms above my head…He
ran his hands down my sides and when he got to the hem of my tank top…he slowly
peeled the soaking wet shirt off of me and left it with his…Then while he was
at it, he unbuttoned my levis and slowly peeled them off my legs with my
panties…and put them with our shirts…I stood there with my hands on my hips…and
Brock looked down and said, “Okay…They are leaving my body right now.”
I
grabbed his hands and knelt down on the pile of our clothes and kissed down
Brocks stomach…Ooo wash board…makes me feel like doing some dirty laundry…I
unbuttoned his levis with my teeth, then gripped the zipper with my tongue and
top lip and pulled it down…I stood up with a big smile on my face…Brock said,
“What the hell was that all about?” I
said, “You have no clue how long I’ve been dying to do that.” Brock laughed and said, “Hell, all you would
have had to do was tell me…I would let you do that when ever your little heart
desires.” I couldn’t help but
laugh…Brock disposed of his levis and everything else that was under them…well
except for the important parts…
He
stood so close to me, I could feel the heat rising off his chest…our breathing
was very irregular…we started kissing…and Brock picked my up and sat me on the
ledge and was standing between my legs…and I felt him move closer and closer as
our bodies rocked together and became one, as he pushed himself into me…We held
onto each other…never thought I’d be making love in the rain…literally…soaking
wet…and having sex…on a roof ledge no less…well I guess if you’re going for
some place different…it’s about as different as it could get…We had awesome
timing, and climaxed together…I knew he was going to climax with me, he held me
tighter to him…and we kissed through the whole thing…until we calmed down
enough to move…
We
stood there just looking at each other…and the rain was finally letting up a
little…it just slowed down…Brock looked up at the sky again and said, “I take
back what I said before…rain on our parade any time you want.” I was practically rolling with laughter…We
got dressed…and actually went back inside…we were still soaking wet…but at this
point didn’t really care.
We
were walking hand in hand…we were still trying to avoid Mark and Glenn…but we
didn’t escape them as easily as we thought we had…we stopped in the middle of
the hallway, but in front of Brock’s dressing room door…Brock pushed wet
strands of hair out of my face and said, “We have nothing to be guilty of…and I
want to say that…” I noticed he was
having a hard time saying whatever it was he wanted to say…and said, “Hey…what
ever it is…you can tell me ya know.”
Brock said, “Yea, I know…I want to say this to you…but I don’t want to
look or sound like a complete moron…” I
giggled and said, “You’re not going to sound like a moron…”
Brock
said, “So does that mean I’ll look like one?”
I laughed again and said, “Nope.
You’re just going to look like a blue eyed monster…but only I know the
real you…” I touched his cheek and the
blush crept into his cheeks a little and I said, “Brock, you are not a subtle
man…don’t start getting shy on me now…Just say it…you’ll feel better…” Brock said, “I was just thinking of something
I could say to Mark and Glenn to help smooth things over with them…and was
hoping it would work fast...” I smiled
and said, “Oh yea…so what’ca want to tell them.” Brock said, “I was thinking of telling
them…that for the last 2 months that we’ve been secretly seeing each other…I think
I fell in love with you somewhere…”
I
was staring at his chest, watching it rise and fall while he was breathing…and
my head snapped up and I looked at him and said, “Excuse me?” Brock smiled and said, “So now you know…and I
will not have a problem telling them that either…Because it’s true…I do love
you…I just wasn’t sure how to tell you...”
I said, “Brock…I love you too…I’m really glad you told me…I’m
stunned…but I’m really happy you told me…I knew I was falling for you, that day
you pulled me into your dark dressing room…but I wasn’t about to say
anything…cause I wasn’t sure…and then tonight…after the whole roof scene and
just now…I’m more sure of it then anything else.” Brock pulled me closer and wrapped our arms
around each other and stood and kissed in the hallway for a good 15 minutes…then
it happened…
About
30 feet down the hallway…I heard a very familiar voice yell in that oh so
familiar deep southern draw… “Katherine Marie Cage…Just what in the HELL do you
think you are doing?!?!?!”
Chapter
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By
the time we snapped apart, Mark was standing directly in front of us…and I
said, “You bellowed big brother?” Mark
said, “Little girl, you had better have an extremely good excuse as to what’s
going on here…and somewhere in that explanation you better say something along
the lines of, ‘Mark I fell, knocked my self unconscious, and Brock was being a
good samaritan and decided to give me mouth to mouth CPR’…” I was about to laugh in his face, when Glenn
walked up…
I
felt Brocks grip on my hand tighten…and said, “No actually Mark…What you saw
was me kissing my boyfriend…and Brock kissing his girlfriend…We’ve been
together for the last 2 months…but decided against telling anyone…but now we’ve
both decided we want to be taken seriously as a couple…we love each other very
much…” Mark started laughing like from
the back of his throat in an ‘I can’t believe you just tried to brush me off’
kind of tone…I started biting my bottom lip, just waiting for Mark’s terrible
temper to kick in…Mark suddenly went silent and looked at me and said, “You are
not going to be dating anyone I work with…and most of all you will not be
dating a wrestler…I don’t care if I have to separate you two myself…or if you
walk away on your own…this…this…little…whatever is going on between you…is not
happening…not now…not ever.”
I
said, “Mark…once again, you seem to think you’re my daddy…you’re not!…you are
only my step brother…which means you don’t even get to call the shots in my
life…you certainly didn’t help me get my job…and you certainly didn’t pay for
my college…your only relation to me is that little marriage license that your
father has to my mother…and that is it…we are not even blood related…so
please…go play big brother to someone else…You know something, I’ve loved
having you as my big brother since I was 15…but I really hate it when you try
to act like my father…who I hated more then life it’s self…I don’t want to hate
you…but keep trying to run my life, and that’s exactly what’s going to happen…”
Mark
stood there looking at me…and was pretty much to grips with every thing he had
just heard fly out of my mouth…he said, “Why are you guys both soaking
wet?” Brock and I looked at each other
and started laughing and I said, “By the way…it’s raining outside…we got stuck
out in it…it was pretty refreshing.” We
walked past them, sneakers squeaking…and clothes sloshing…trying to keep out
laughter down to a minimum…Mark and Glenn looked at each other and Mark said,
“What the hell was that all about?”
Glenn shrugged his shoulders and said, “Ya got me.” Mark said, “Damn I feel old…both of them are
in their twenties…you’re in your thirties…and I’m in my late thirties…” Glenn looked at Mark and said, “Yea…you keep
telling yourself that Mark.”
Mark
thumped Glenn’s ear as they walked back to their dressing room…behind us…They
were watching the way we interacted with each other…Brock pulled me close to
his body and hard his arm around my waist and was whispering in my ear…Brock
stopped and bent over and I got on his back, and he carried me piggy back down
the hall…while we laughed and talked…Mark said, “I see what Sami was
saying…they compliment each other well…”
Glenn said, “Yea…I’m a little mad and hurt that Kathy didn’t tell me
about her and Brock…but I should have known our friendship wasn’t going to last
forever…sooner or later every one loses a friend…I don’t think I’ve really lost
her…I think she’s just going to be out for a while…with Brock.” Mark said, “I know she likes having me as a
big brother, but I think I’ll lay off her for a while…she’s at the breaking point,
and I don’t want to push her that far…I thought about forcing them apart...but
I knew in the long run she’d either find a way to him or she’d get rid of
me…and I don’t want to make her insane like that…” Glenn fully agreed…
Chapter
10
After
me and Brock had been together for a year…everyone was actually used to seeing
us together…Paul Heyman started giving Brock a load of shit, kept saying I
wasn’t any good for him…Brock kept telling Paul over and over to stay out of
his personal life…Me and him were none of his concern. Paul started making the mistake of telling
Brock he could never beat Paul Wight (Big Show)…which to me was the biggest
mistake he could have done…he’s known Brock longer then I have…but I still know
that you don’t tell Brock he can’t do something and he’ll do everything in his
power to prove you and everyone else who agrees with you wrong.
Brock
was on a total mission to prove Paul wrong…so at a Raw taping one night…Paul
was about to put the F-5 on Big Show…when Paul Heyman ran out with Dave
Batista, and they slammed him in the head with a metal chair…I was in the back,
in the massage room….watching what was going down…and knew it was getting ready
to be pretty bad…cause Dave and Paul running out during the match, wasn’t
supposed to happen…it only proved my theory and pissed Brock off even further,
when he touched his head with his hand and saw red…he has a bad temper…but it
gets down right dangerous if you get on his wrong side…Brock tore those three
men up like they were stuffed rag dolls…and then walked to the back to find
me…to stitch him up…
When
he walked in the office, I ran over and jumped in his arms, wrapping my legs
around his waist…and said, “Are you okay?”
Brock had one arm under my rear so I wouldn’t fall and was rubbing up
and down the middle of my back with his free hand…and said, “I’m fine sweetie…I
believe Heyman just declared war on me though…I think I need a new
manager…” I looked at him and said,
“Brock…Let me do it…I know enough about this business from Mark and Glenn…I
could do it…” Brock said, “I don’t
know…Let me talk to Mark and Glenn first….”
I said, “Okay fair enough…” We
kissed a couple of times and Brock set me down on my feet and I said, “C’mon
let’s get you fixed…I don’t want you bleeding all over me…” We walked down to the medical room and the
Nurse on staff stitched up Brocks head…
A
few weeks later, Brock sat down and talked to Mark and Glenn, while I was
giving someone a warm up rub down…oxymoron…Brock said, “Mark, I came to you
guys cause you know Kate better then I do…What does she know about this
sport?” Mark raised both his eyebrows
and said, “Kathy…probably knows more about this sport then any of those divas
in that dressing room down there…Why the sudden interest in her knowledge of
wrestling?” Brock said, “She wants to be
my manager…and I’m unsure about it…I figured if anyone knew her better then
me…it was you two…” Glenn said, “Shit…If
she’s offering to be your manager, you better jump at the chance now…”
Mark
said, “Yea…she’s been approached by a few different guys in the last couple of
years she’s been here to be their manager…but she always turns them down…she
will help them train…but that’s about it…if she’s saying she wants to do
this…hell don’t even think about it for another second…just say yes…then shut
up and listen…cause she’s always got a lot of say…especially about you…she puts
a huge amount of love and faith into you…she believes you can do what ever you
want…and she’s always stood by that...when it was just me and her before she
started working here…I’d bring her on the road with me at 17 and 18 while she
was on summer break for a couple of months and she would always tell me things
I didn’t even know she thought about me…Just in my wrestling styles and
whatever…the more we talked the more I found out she really loved to watch the
guys move around…but she also loved the business aspect of it even more…she
thought it was amazing how two ordinary guys would put their bodies and lives
on the line for thousands and thousands of people who we didn’t even know…She’s
seen me take jumps and spills off of cages and tops ropes in the ring…she saw
when Show slammed me literally through the ring…to the floor underneath the
ring…it hurt like a son of a bitch…but I did it because I knew it would get an
interesting reaction from the fans…that it keeps them interested enough to
wanna come back for more every week…”
Chapter
11
Brock
thought about everything Mark and Glenn had talked to him about…and when he was
finished thinking…he came to my massage room…I had just laid down across the
massage table cause no one was there…and only had one light on…I was trying to
get rid of a headache I had…Brock walked in… saw me laying on my back…with my
arm draped across my eyes to block the little light… He slowly, quietly and methodically got on
the table and crawled up my body on his hands and knees…I never felt him…he
didn’t touch me at all…Then he proceeded to lick my neck, over where my Adam’s
apple was…I spooked and threw my eyes open…and elbowed him in the
shoulder…knocking him off the table onto the floor…taking me with him…
I
was laying on top of him and said, “You little shit…you scared the crap out of
me…I was half asleep…” Brock was
laughing so hard underneath my body…Brock said, “I’m sorry baby, I never meant
to scare you…I was just trying something different…” I said, “Yes…well…next time let me be
awake…” Brock shook his head no and
said, “No way…better you’re asleep…the element of surprise is always at
work.” I said, “One of these days I’m
going to pay you back into scaring the living shit out of you so bad you piss
yourself.” Brock said, “I don’t scare so
easy…” I said, “Oh yea? I’ll remember this challenging moment…and I
will scare you back…I promise.”
Brock
just laughed at me again…and we stood up…I said, “So what’s up…obviously you
had a purpose to come wake me up.” Brock
picked me up by my waist and sat me on the table again and said, “Yes…I’ve
decided I do want you as my manager…but You’re not going to make any type of an
appearance until the next Pay-Pre View…I want your first appearance to be the
biggest surprise anyone could possibly imagine..” I said, “Geez, I love the way you
think…” I pulled him over as he stood
between my legs we kissed a couple of times…
Brock
pulled away and said, “There’s one more thing I want from you…but I want to do
it before the PPV…” I said, “Oh
really…what’s that sweetie?” Brock was
pacing back and forth in front of me and stopped and with those gorgeous pale
blue eyes he looked in my eyes and said, “Marry me…marry me this Sunday…and
make my life complete…” I said, “Wow
that chair shot to your head was pretty brutal…you’re getting incoherent.” Brock said, “No, I’m not…Kate, I love
you…more then anything else in my life…even more then my damn job…You are what
makes me getting up every morning and working out and whatever else…worth
it…When you’re with me, you complete everything in my life that has loose
ends…but when you’re not…I always feel like I’m missing something…We have spent
every waking moment together the last 12 months…You’ve come with me on
vacations…I went with you on vacations…there is nothing that we’ve done
apart…” I said, “Brock…I don’t know…Are
you really sure…we wouldn’t be rushing anything would we?” Brock said, “Hell no…But were going to be in
Michigan this Sunday…for Heat, Raw and Smackdown…and I want to do this…As long
as you want to…”
I
sat here looking at him for a second and said, “You know something…I will marry
you…I love you…I can’t explain everything that I feel…but I know I feel the
same exact way you do…Everything you just said to me…is what I was feeling…I
know I want to spend the rest of my life with you..”
So
that Sunday…We got married…I couldn’t believe I was actually married…we had
matching silver bands…just something simple…Mark stood in as Brocks Witness and
Samantha was mine…Mark didn’t relish the fact I wanted to get married so
young…but he knew Brock loved me and would treat me better then anyone he could
ever pick out for me. Most of all Mark
knew I was happy about it…For about a week, we stayed shut away from everything
and everyone except each other…We stayed in the hotel room…and never talked to
anyone…We had the phone shut off, the Do Not Disturb sign on the door
24/7…turned out cell-phone off…and just keep each other company, which is
something we could always do…we loved spending more the two days together…and
couldn’t stand to be apart for more then 2 hours…
Chapter
12
When
our week was up…we meet everyone at the airport to fly down to Florida for the
PPV Unforgiven…When Brock was going to show me off as his manager…When we got
to the airport…Brock had me pulled close to him…and we walked up to the gate
where every one was waiting to board the plane…Mark said, “Nice to see you two
survive the week…” We started laughing
and Glenn said, “Okay…something is definitely different about you two…what is
it?” Brock looked at me and said, “I
don’t see anything..” Mark said, “I see
it…it’s that happy I’m married glow…” I
said, “I’m glowing? I didn’t even know I
was part lightening bug.” Brock said,
“Who cares, you’re my lightening bug…” I
said, “How true it is…” We all boarded
the plane…and me and Brock actually fell asleep on each other.
That
night for the PPV…I have on a black plastic skirt, matching 2½ inch heeled, knee-high boots…with a white,
crocheted…short sleeved…cropped shirt…It let 2 inches of my mid-drift show…plus
my navel ring…I left my hair down…
Big
show and Paul Heyman went out first…Then Brocks music blasted through the
speakers...Mark and Glenn were standing with us…Brock walked out first…and Mark
said, “Good luck.” I said, “Thanks. I’m
gonna need it.” Glenn laughed and said,
“I highly doubt it.” I walked out behind
Brock, and then around to in front of him…he didn’t want me walking behind him
like a puppy or a valet…cause I wasn’t either…he also wanted me in front of him
because I was his wife…and he was showing me more respect by letting me walk in
front…at least that’s what he said…I would have been content walking behind
him…you know how great his ass looks in those wrestling trunks.
When
we got to the ring…Brock held the ropes open for me…I got in…and held his arm
in the air…signaling he’s the champion…the fans were going crazy…I got out when
Paul (Big Show) got back in the ring…Show kept trying little mind games with
Brock but it wasn’t working…Paul Heyman kept screaming out of his big hole that
Brock could never beat Big Show…and wouldn’t get the F5 on him…I sat quiet and
just observed…Big Show threw Brock down…and he rolled out of the ring by me…and
looked at me…I walked over and said, “Brock…I want you to tune Heyman out…he
does not exist…he’s really saying you are the best wrestler in the world…now…Do
you want Show off his feet?” Brock Said,
“Damn it…yes.” I said, “Listen…Show…is
7’1” a man that big will always have
problems with his knees…always…no matter when…are you following me…” Brock nodded and started to get back in the
ring and I said, “Oh by the way.” He
looked back at me and I said, “Don’t take any shit from either of those
morons…if you want to F5 Show…then do it…if you don’t believe you can…then you
won’t…you have to feel it…you’ll know when the time is right.”
Brock
got back in the ring…and they absolutely beat the tar out of each other…but in
the end…Brock gave Show the F5…that’s all they wrote…Show rolled out of the
ring…highly impressed with Brock…and Heyman highly pissed cause Brock proved
him wrong. I got in the ring, Brock
wrapped his arms around my waist and swung me in circles…when he stopped, I
handed him his title…and said, “Isn’t that the best way to earn this title…by
proving every one wrong…” Brock said,
“You better believe…an even better way of winning it…is with you by my
side…supporting me and cheering me on…encouraging me to go for it…” I said, “Brock, I’m your wife…I love you and
I believe in you…if I didn’t love you or believe in you…I wouldn’t of married
you…and give you all my support. I know
you have the power to do what ever the hell you want…if you want to stay
champion…then you can do it…if you want to beat the crap out of every guy in
the back…then do it. I won’t stand here
and say it’ll be easy…because it won’t…but if you believe you can do it…then
you will…”
Chapter
13
When
we got to the back, Mark and Glenn gave me hugs…and congratulated Brock on the
successful F5 on Big Show…but I soon heard the whiney ass loud mouth Paul
Heyman, spewing shit from his mouth…He came walking over with Paul W. and said,
“What the hell was that Brock…what, you can’t fight your own battles
anymore…need your little bitch to help you…”
Mark Glenn and Brock both took a step forward cause they were gonna sock
him for that one…I’d venture to say they probably would of done more then sock
him…but I stepped up and said, “Okay boys…this isn’t a pissing contest…Mr.
Heyman, can call me what ever he wants…it’s not really my fault he’s a 4 time
loser…” I turned around to be face to
face with Paul Heyman…
Heyman
said, “What exactly does that mean Princess?”
I
scoffed said, “You’re a smart guy Heyman…you figure it out…you know all these
years, you’ve tried to latch onto different wrestlers…hoping to boost your
popularity…but all you really did was boost them to stardom…they were nothing
with you…but people sat up and took notice of them…after they got rid of you,
it catapulted them into money, fans and stardom…without you. So when I say 4
time loser…I’m saying…first there was Mark, the ever impressive
Undertaker…someone way out of your league…he figured that out fast when I told
him you was nothing but a shlump and he should get rid of you…best advice he
ever took from a female…next Rob Van Dam…who eventually saw the errors of his
ways…and dropped you like a bad habit…best thing he could of ever done!…then
there was Brock…he too was way out of your league…you made the mistake of
leaving him…which was just stupid on your part…but I guess you’re only allowed
one mistake in your life…then you chose Paulie here to be the next victim to
have to listen to all that caterwauling you do in that ever so annoying loud
mouth voice…I hope someday someone stuffs their big ass fist in your big ass
mouth to shut you up…Now Paulie, you know I’d never call you a loser…it’s
Heyman here whose the loser…I have to give you some much needed advice…you
could do so much better…hell Bess (Paul’s wife) would make a better manager
then Heyman ever would.”
Brock
had this little smirk on his face, while standing behind me…and he looked at
Mark and Glenn and said, “Yea…you know it…she’s bad…that’s my wife…talking the
shit…” Mark and Glenn started laughing
with Paul…Heyman just glared holes through me…with his eyes…
Heyman
said, “Yes…well if I’m a 4 times loser cause of the talent I couldn’t keep…then
I guess you’re a 4 times loser as far as men go…cause there was Mark, Glenn, Me
and now Brock…all losers…” I said,
“Me…and you?” Heyman said, “That’s
right…you’re not the innocent tramp you appear to be…” Mark said, “She’s my sister you sick
freak…and her dating you makes me nausea…”
I said, “I’m sorry Heyman…I don’t know what your hand has been telling
you…but I wasn’t the one gave you the hand job last night….and every night
before that…I don’t do that, and I especially wouldn’t do that with you…”
Heyman
said, “You liked it really rough…from the back, front, sides…you loved being
with me….said I was more man then Brock ever could be.” I couldn’t help it…I was so pissed, cause he
kept saying all these things…and I was just getting madder and madder…Mark
didn’t even see it coming…he can usually tell when I’m getting mad, so he can
stop me from blowing up…but this time….he totally missed all the huge neon
signs pointing to the explosion.
Chapter
14
I
balled up my fist and swung like my life depended on it, and I belted Heyman
right in the face, and busted his nose…Heyman said, “You fucking bitch…I think
you broke my nose…” I said, “You give me
a minute and I’ll break a few more things…keep taking that bullshit Heyman I
dare you. I fucking dare you…” Heyman said, “You fucked my brains out like
the little whore you are…and you loved every fucking minute of it…” I said, “You asshole…” I went to go take a step forward, when My
body was suddenly lifted off the ground…I looked down and noticed it was
Brock’s arms that had a hold of me…I kicked my feet out landing them really
good right in the middle of Heyman’s chest and he flew across the hallway and
hit the cinder block wall and it knocked him out…
Mark
could tell I was totally raging at that point…and he whispered in Brocks
ear…and Brock walked away with me, still wrapped him his arms…When we got down
to his dressing room…Brock immediately took me into the locker room where the
showers were…and turned them all on…and stood me in the shower…After I calmed
down a little I sat down against the wall…bringing my knees into my chest…
Brock
squatted down in front of me and touched my cheek…he said, “Well, It looks like
someone hates Paul Heyman as much as I do…”
I said, “Brock, you don’t really think I did what he said do you?” Brock said, “Of course not Kate…I know you
would never…not in a million years…and certainly not with that asshole…besides
I know you love me…” It actually started
to catch up with me and I started crying…Brock pulled me over to him and said,
“Why are you crying sweetie?” I said, “I
don’t know…I’ve just never been talked to like that before…he really pissed me
off…” Brock said, “Baby, don’t let that
piece of shit get to you…c’mon…let’s get you into some dry clothes…”
Brock
took my hands and helped me to my feet…and I grabbed his hand and kept him in
the shower…he looked at me and said, “What?”
I pulled him closer to me and said, “Oh, I could help you out of the wet
ones…” Brock said, “Oh really…” I smiled and said, “Yea…really...” I’ve never seen clothes disappear that fast
before in my life…before I knew it…Brock had me, up against the wall, my legs
around his waist…his erection inside of me…and me squeezing his
forearms…holding on to him…he had his hands on the wall for leverage…that boy
had me moaning and groaning…and I believe I heard him growl a few times…Mmmm
very sexy in his own way…by the time we climaxed…we started washing each others
bodies…and just ended up doing it again…it was kind of like a vicious
cycle…we’d wash, have sex, wash, have sex, wash again…and have sex again…it
wasn’t kind of like the never ending sex shower…believe me…it wouldn’t have
mattered to either of us…one way or another if it was never ending…cause we
thoroughly enjoyed ourselves…letting out all the frustration…and pent up sexual
energy between the 2 of us…
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15
So
things we were really great between me and Brock…The more Mark was around
us…the more he realized Brock really did love me…and would protect me no matter
what…Mark decided to just leave us be…but also vowed if Brock did anything
stupid to hurt me…he was going to hurt Brock…I was still Brocks Manager…and we
always had such a good time together…whether down by the ring or not…
One
night…I had on black plastic shorts, matching 2½ inch heeled, knee-high boots,
and a black ‘Here Comes The Pain’ t-shirt knotted to show off my mid-drift…and
pulled my hair up into a pony tail…Brock had levis and tenny shoes on…he had
been working out and took a shower…and just decided shirtless would be
good…From my view point it was GREAT…
We
were walking around the back stage area…and Mark had been spying on us
lately…obviously we didn’t know about it…We were just talking and he said, “I
was wondering something…we’ve been married for a while now right?” I said, “Well…9 months to be exact why? What’s up…You’re not thinking of getting rid
of me are you?” Brock said, “No…Hell no
Kate…I was just wondering your views on having kids…” I said, “Kids huh? I love them and want tons.” Brock laughed at me…and said, “Wouldn’t you
be a little sore after tons?” I said,
“So worth it if you have them with someone you love…So what’s up with this baby
talk baby?” Brock smiled and said, “I
don’t know about you…but we’re going to be married until the end of time
anyway…but I…well, I think…Damn…this is hard stuff to talk about…”
I
touched his cheek and said, “You want to know if I’m ready to have a baby with
you?” Brock said, “Well...yea.” I smiled and said, “Brock…I would love to
have your baby…if you’re ready…then you don’t need me to tell you I’ve been
ready since we said ‘I do’.” Brock said,
“Really?” I smiled and said, “Yea. Of course…Who else would I want to have tons
of babies with?” Brock smiled devilishly
and said, “Paul Heyman.” I had this look
of shock on my face…I said, “Oh no…Oh no you didn’t…Oh my goodness…You are so
going to get the silent treatment if you don’t apologize for that…Ooo.”
I
started walking fast and Brock ran up behind me and wrapped his arms around my
waist and kissed my neck…I said, “Oh no…don’t try that kissy stuff with me…no
amount of booty kissing can save your ass now little man.” Brock said, “I’m sorry baby…I was just
teasing you…obviously it’s still a sore subject…” I turned around in his arms and tried to do
the glare thing at him…but that whole shirtless sexy look he had going
on…totally melted my icy stare…I smiled and said, “Alright…you’re forgiven…but
only this once.”
We
stood there kissing in the hallway…Brock picked me up and swung me around and I
was squealing cause he was going pretty fast…Brock said, “Are you thinking what
I’m thinking?” I said, “No better time
to make baby then now?” Brock said,
“Absolutely…” I said, “Wait…Brock are
you sure about this…I mean I know it was your idea…but I just want to be double
sure you want your life turned upside down with a baby…” Brock said, “I already have one baby in my
life…but she’s not nearly as hard to take care of…” As he ran his hand across my ass…
I
smiled and said, “Stop that…I’m being serious…I wanna know...” Brock said, “When I heard you say you wanted
tons of babies…I couldn’t help but want a million…especially if they are with
you…I want every single one of our kids to look like you…boys…girls…I don’t
care…I don’t even care if they are boys or girls as long as they are all
healthy…and as long as they all look like their beautiful mother.” I said, “Brock…You know you can be awfully
sweet when you want to…” I had a couple
of stray tears slide down my cheeks and Brock whipped them away and said, “What
were the tears for?” I said, “Because I
love you…isn’t that a good reason?”
Brock said, “That’s an excellent reason…because I love you too…though it
doesn’t bring me to tears yet…but I’ll work on that…” I laughed as we continued walking around the
arena.
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16
So
we immediately started working on get me pregnant…well I guess you could count
the romp we had in the dressing room…Mmmm now that was something else…but we
did decide to not try sexing it up at the arenas any more…cause almost got
caught in the middle of having some pretty intense orgasms by Mark…who decided
walking in the dressing room instead of knocking was appropriate…good thing we
were in the bathroom…we locked the door and fixed ourselves and then walked
out.
Of
course we both had that freshly screwed look on us…so it was pretty apparent to
Mark what we had been doing in the bathroom…didn’t really take a rocket scientist
to figure that one out…Mark asked if he could speak to me privately…and Brock
gave me a quick kiss and was off to his autograph session…Mark closed the door
behind him and turned around and looked at me…you know the look ladies…the
stern…hands on his hips…I’m gonna beat someone’s ass look…
I
looked up at him and said, “Why are you looking at me like you’re in the ring
with someone who needs to get their ass beat?”
Mark said, “I heard something today…and I’m not quite sure how to take
it…so I’d like you to explain it to me…”
I said, “Okay…I can try.” Mark
cleared his throat and said, “You’re not seriously thinking about having a baby
with that man…are you completely out of your mind?” I said, “Time out…I can answer that in 5
words…That’s none of your business…I think that’s a fairly good
explanation…Mark not more then a few weeks ago you told me you was happy for
me…and that you could tell we were really happy…why the sudden change?”
Mark
said, “What are you going to do sitting at home with a crying baby…who doesn’t
even know it’s father because he’s on the road…working…I don’t want to see you
go through it…I watched my ex-wife go through it…I was never there and she got
tired of waiting around for me to be there…Now that I’m with Sami…it’s different…I
don’t know if I want to marry her…but I love her a lot, I’m older now and I
know how to treat a lady…Brock is still young and stupid…if you’re not on the
road with him…there are a lot of temptations…ring rats at every stop…people who
are willing to be with him…when you’re not…”
I
said, “Just stop it Mark…I love Brock…he’s my husband…I am his wife…How could
you stand there and say those things to me…you’re supposed to be my brother…I
realize you’re just my step brother…but you’ve always been more like a real
brother and you know that…and you’ve seen how happy I was with Brock and how in
love with him I am…so how could you just walk right in here and say those awful
things to me…I don’t know what your problem is with Brock…but I wish you’d get
over it real fast…cause I’m gonna be married to him until the day I die…and I’m
going to have lots and lots of babies with him…and we’re going to grow old
together…I really hate you for saying that Mark…I know Brock…he’d never cheat
on me…”
By
the time I finished talking I had a waterfall of tears sliding down my
cheeks…Mark started feeling really shitty about the things he’d said and he
came closer to me to try and hug me and I pushed him away and said, “No
Mark…No…what gives you the right to come in here and started telling me all
that bull shit and then try to make up for it by hugging me…get the hell out of
here…” Mark said, “Kathy…C’mon let’s
just talk about it.” I said, “No…get out
of here…get out of my sight and get out of my life…” I went over and opened the door…Mark walked
out, but turned around to say something else to me…and I slammed the door in
his face and locked it…
I
slide down the door and was crying…Mark could hear me…and his heart started
breaking…he started cussing and belittling himself as he walked back down to
his dressing room…
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17
I
just kept Mark at an arms length distance…I didn’t want to be around him…or
talk to him…and I knew I didn’t even want to look at him…I couldn’t believe
he’d said that about Brock…like he didn’t have any respect for the love me and
Brock had towards each other…Brock noticed the sudden change when I was around
him, Mark and Glenn…and finally asked me about it…I told him everything that
was said…and how I handled it…and Brock knew it took a lot for me to tell Mark
to get lost…cause we’d been extremely close since our parents had gotten
married.
I
told Mark everything anytime…and Mark thought by making Brock look bad I
wouldn’t want to throw my life away…but he realized after he’d said all of
it…it just pushed him away. But I guess
I was too hard on him…I still didn’t want to talk to him…but I would at least
sit in the same room with him, even though I still gave him the silent
treatment…Then one night, I went out with Sami and we had dinner while the guys
were getting all their matches taken care of…we knew it would be awhile before
we should go back to the arena…it was PPV night and that meant the guys would
all be swamped until after it was over…
They
had autograph sessions and fan meet and greets…plus most of them had before and
after match interviews…then they also had to get themselves siked up to go out
and kick a little ass…and make great impressions on the fans…Brock called me
and said to stay out with Sami as long as I wanted, because he was absolutely
swamped…and he didn’t want to neglect me…told me he loved me…and said he’d see
me when I got back to the arena…
Sami
and I got back to the arena probably around 10…the PPV was about half way
through and I know Brock had already had his match…and won…So I decided to go
down and see him and give him a small congratulations kiss…or whatever else he
wanted while we were waiting for the PPV to end…I walked down to his dressing
room and the door was closed…I opened it and all the lights were off…I figured
he had a headache, it’s the only time he shut the lights off and wanted to
disappear to get rid of it without people bugging him…My hand crept along the
wall trying to find the light switch…I could of sworn I head some heavy
panting…and thought damn Glenn must be entertaining someone…in his dressing
room across the hall…
The
more I got into Brock’s dressing room…the more the panting sounded like it was
coming from the room I was standing in…I flipped the switch and sure enough
someone was panting up a storm…I came face to face with the one fear I never
feared…Brock was standing there with his little peter in some ring rat…or at
least I thought it was a ring rat, until I looked twice…and it was Miss. Psycho
Diva herself Victoria…They were obviously having a really nice romp when I
interrupted them with my… “Just what the FUCK is going on in here…”
I’ve
never seen two people jump apart so fast and get dressed even faster…Brock
said, “Kathy baby…how was your day.” He
came walking across the floor like he was thinking I was blind and hadn’t seen
a thing…When he got closer my index finger went to his chest and I said, “Hold
it right there Don Juan…Don’t come over here with that baby bullshit…cause
right now…the only thing I saw was you screwing her…What the hell is she doing
here?” Brock said, “I don’t
remember…wait…what was the question?”
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18
Victoria
was trying to sneak past me…and I said, “Where the hell do you think you’re
going?” Victoria looked at me and said,
“No where?” I grabbed a hand full of her
hair and jerked her down to the floor hard and said, “That’s right no
where…” I looked at Brock and said, “You
keep your lying cheating ass right there, cause when I get through with beating
her ass…I’m gonna beat the piss out of you and hopefully you’ll be able to
remember exactly why you had your dick stuck in her?” I proceeded to beat the holy living shit out
of Victoria…and as she crawled out of the dressing room and down the hallway on
her hands and knees…a couple of the guys grabbed her…
I
turned to Brock…and said, “You know something…you are sack of shit…I defended
you to Mark…when he accused you of cheating on me…I said, no Brock would never
do that to me…he’s my husband, I’m his wife…we love each other, we want to have
a baby together, we want to grow old and die together…well baby there is only
one of those statements that is true…the dying one…cause I’m just dying to beat
the shit out of you…I can’t believe you did that to me…you don’t even have
enough respect for the love and the support I give to you…you just stand there
looking at me like you’ve done nothing wrong…I sat and cried my eyes out cause
I thought Mark was being hateful and cruel…I should have known better…he’s my
brother he’d never lie to me…you know if you didn’t love me…you should have
just said so, instead of me finding you with someone else…”
Brock
said, “C’mon…it’s not like that Kath.” I
said, “It’s not like what? I didn’t just
walk in and find my husband fucking another woman? I can’t even believe you’d do something like
that…Mark was only wrong about one thing…he said you’d cheat on me after we had
a baby and I wasn’t on the road to be with you…well he was wrong…I’m on the
road with you…and I haven’t even had a baby yet…you’re such a pig…I hope you
catch some disease from that girl that you can’t get rid of…and you die a
lonely old shriveled up, former shell of yourself…I can’t believe I fell for
it…hook, line and sinker…all the way.”
About
that time, Mark and Glenn had seen how Victoria looked and when she said it was
me who had done it…but didn’t say why…they took off to Brock’s dressing room to
check on me…Mark heard me yelling and cussing up a storm…they opened the door
and walked in and saw my arm swing around and punch Brock right in the face…and
I must have hit him just right cause I actually knocked him out…I stood over
him, Mark and Glenn ran over and Glenn said, “Damn he’s out cold…” I was shaking my right hand cause it was
swelling from when I socked him…Mark grabbed an ice pack out of Brock’s fridge
and put my hand on it…
It
all started to sink in and I started crying…Mark held me against his chest so I
could cry…I explained what happened and we just left Brock knocked out on the
floor…I stopped and walked back over…I took my wedding rings off and put them
on his chest…and then left with Mark and Glenn…
After
crying the whole night in my own hotel room…I decided it was time for a change
of scenery…I wrote a note to Mark and Glenn…and then had one sent to Brocks
room…Mark knew I was going to leave before he even opened the note to read
it…It was probably around 2:30 am…I slipped the envelope with Mark’s name on it
under his hotel room door…and he was awake, he started reading it as he walked
over to the window and saw me walk out of the hotel room…and get into a cab and
then watched as the cab left…
I
looked down and my cell phone was vibrating and it said ‘Mark’s Cell’ across
the screen…I contemplated answering and decided against it…I turned the phone
off and turned my head phone on…listening to Sarah McLachlan…I loved her
music…always helped you describe all the feelings you were feeling at that one
precise moment you knew you’re life had turned into shit…or when you felt your
heart break..
Artist:
Sarah McLachlan
Song:
Do What You Have To Do
Album:
Surfacing
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What ravages of spirit
Conjured this temptuous rage
Created you a monster
Broken by the rule of love
And fate has lead you through it
You do what you have to do
And fate has led you through it
You do what you have to do
And I have the sense to recognize
That I don't know how to
let you go
Every moment marked
With apparitions of your soul
I'm ever swiftly moving
Trying to escape this desire
The yearning to be near you
I do what I have to do
The yearning to be near you
I do what I have to do
And I have the sense to
recognize
That I don't know how to let you go
I don't know how to let
you go
A glowing ember
Burning hot
Burning slow
Deep within I'm shaken
By the violence
Of existing for only you
I know I can't be with you
I do what I have to do
I know I can't be with you
I do what I have to do
And I have sense to
recognize
But I don't know how to
let you go
I don't know how to let
you go
I
don't know how to let you go
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The
End