Chapter 10: Finn

Monday Night-8:58pm

It was the night of Finn's first shift at Suplex City. Paul gave him a quick run through of what his job was: basically, all he had to do was stand by the stage and keep anyone from jumping on the stage or touching the dancers.

Finn stood to the left of the stage. He wore a black t-shirt and blue jeans; Paul told him to dress as intimidating as possible.

Finn scanned the room. So far no one had tried starting anything dumb, but Finn secretly hoped someone would.

"Well aren't you a scary body guard." Paige said walking up to Finn.

Finn cleared his throat. "Paige." He muttered.

Paige laughed. "Such a serious one." She said.

Finn smirked and glanced at Paige. She was wearing a black robe and black stilettos.

"You dancin' tonight?" Finn asked.

Paige grinned. "Wouldn't you like to know." She giggled.

Finn grinned. "Guess we'll find out." He chuckled.

Paige giggled and blushed slightly.

Finn shrugged. "Either way, you'd better get goin'; the guy at table six is eyein' you pretty closely." Finn chuckled.

Paige turned towards table six, and sure enough some creepy looking guy was checking Paige out.

Paige chuckled. "Good eye, Finn." She said.

Paige walked towards the back room; Finn could've sworn she was purposefully shaking her ass at him. Finn then realized he was staring a little too long and looked away.

12:42am Tuesday morning

Finn was still at his position, when Paul trotted his way over to him.

"Hey, kid." Paul said. "I need your help with something."

Finn glanced at Paul. "What's up?" Finn asked.

Paul leaned towards Finn. "I got a shipment coming in and I need you and Brock to help me unload it." Paul muttered.

Finn chuckled. "Nipple tassels and cowboy hats?" He joked.

"Ha ha, let's go." Paul said, leading Finn towards the back of the club.

Finn and Paul arrived at the back entrance of Suplex City, where Brock was already waiting for them.

Brock nodded at Finn and Finn nodded back.

The trio stepped outside into the cool December evening.

"Who are we waiting for?" Finn asked.

"My delivery guy, Rey." Paul answered.

Before long, a rugged pick-up truck backed up to the back door. The driver side door popped open and a short Mexican man wearing a mask hopped out.

The driver walked up to Paul. "How's it goin', Paul?" He said.

Paul grinned. "How's it going, Mr. Mysterio? I trust you have everything I asked for?" He said.

Rey nodded. "Thirty four kilos of Colombian Sugar." He chuckled.

Finn raised an eyebrow. "'Colombian Sugar'?" He asked.

Brock nodded and lowered the hitch. "Cocaine." He muttered.

Finn glared at Paul. "We're moving cocaine?" Finn asked.

Paul chuckled. "Of course, did you really think I kept this place running solely on tits and ass? Customers can come in and simply order a beer and some 'Colombian Sugar.' I make a quick buck, the customer gets his coke, and everyone is happy."

Brock shoved a crate into Finn's arms. "Office." He muttered.

Finn looked down at the crate in his hands. If he did this he was no better than AJ, if he didn't there could be deadly consequences.

Finn nodded. "Office." He mumbled.

2:30am Tuesday morning

Finn stepped out the front door of Suplex City; Paul was close behind him.

"Good first day, Finn. I'm proud of you, kid." Paul said, patting Finn on the back.

"Thanks." Finn mumbled.

Paul handed Finn a short stack of cash. "What's this?" Finn asked.

"You helped out with a delivery today so you get a little somethin' extra." Paul chuckled.

Finn's eyes went wide. "Twelve hundred dollars?" He exclaimed.

Paul chuckled. "Keep up the hard work, kid." Paul said.

Paul entered his car parked by the curb. Brock closed the door behind Paul. Brock turned to Finn and nodded at him. Brock then entered the driver's side and drove off.

After the lashing he gave AJ, Finn knew he was no better than him. It wasn't robbing banks, but moving drugs wasn't much of an improvement. Finn tucked the cash in his pocket. Finn had a long walk home; which was perfect since he had a lot to think about.

Before Finn started the long walk home, he noticed Paige arguing with someone a few yards away. The man suddenly slapped Paige; some instinct in Finn kicked in because he found himself sprinting at the man. Before the man knew what was happening, Finn threw a hard right hand into the side of the man's face knocking him down. Finn knelt over the man, repeatedly striking him in the head.

"Finn, what the fuck?" Paige cried, prying Finn off of the man.

Finn stared at Paige shocked. "Why was he hitting you?" Finn demanded.

"That's my boyfriend, he was mad at me for making him wait." Paige muttered.

The man tried steadying himself; but Finn kicked him in the side of the head, knocking him unconscious.

"Fuck's sake Finn." Paige said.

Finn was always a person that acted on instinct. Whether it was protecting people or always knowing what to say, he always knew just what to do.

Finn's hand began to throb. "Ah, fuck me." Finn groaned, cradling his hand.

Paige put her arm around Finn. "C'mon, let's get some ice on that." Paige told Finn.

The man on the ground began to groan. "Oh fuck off, Alberto." Paige hissed.

3:30am Tuesday morning

Finn arrived at his apartment with Paige.

"Snazzy." Paige chuckled, looking around the apartment.

Finn walked to the freezer and pulled out a bag of peas. Finn slowly placed the peas on his hand.

Paige shuffled over to Finn. "How does it feel?" Paige asked.

"Like a just caved some arsehole's face in." Finn laughed.

Paige giggled. "My hero." She said.

"Oh, yeah, we should be quiet. My roommates are probably asleep." Finn whispered.

Finn walked over to the couch and sat down, Paige sat next to him.

"You don't have to take care of me you know." Finn whispered.

Paige chuckled quietly. "I can't exactly go home." She whispered.

"Oh, right, cause of the beat down." Finn chuckled.

Paige rolled her eyes. "Whatever, Tyson." She said.

"You can sleep in my room if you want," Finn said. "I'll sleep out here."

Paige nodded. "Sure." She whispered.

Finn led Paige to his room. "Here we are, nothing special."

Paige removed her coat. Much to Finn's surprise, Paige was only wearing a bra and panties.

Finn quickly looked away. "Uh, yeah. I'll be out there if you need me." Finn said.

"Finn?" Paige asked.

Finn turned towards Paige. "Yeah?"

"Sleep with me?" Paige whispered.

Finn chuckled. "Why?" He said.

Paige shrugged. "I get scared of the dark." She said.

Finn smiled and nodded; he kicked of his shoes and pants. Finn laid beside Paige; Paige snuggled up close to him. Finn smiled to himself and wrapped in his arm around Paige.

"Alberto's going to be pissed when he wakes up." Paige whispered.

"Good." Finn whispered.

Paige giggled. "No, seriously. He's got a cousin named Rey that runs coke."

Finn tightened his grip on Paige. "Wears a mask, bunch of tattoos?" Finn asked.

"Yeah, you know him?" Paige asked.

Finn nervously chuckled. "Some shady dealings in an alley probably." He said.

Paige straddled Finn.

"This is unexpected." Finn chuckled.

Paige leaned down and planted a soft kiss on Finn.

"What're you doing?" Finn asked.

"Thanking you." Paige whispered.

Paige sat up and unhooked her bra; she moved Finn's hands from her hips to cup her breasts.

"I don't think we should be doing this, Paige." Finn whispered.

Paige grind her hips on Finn. "Doesn't feel like you don't." Paige moaned.

Finn pulled off his shirt and chuckled. "I can't exactly help it." He said.

Paige slid down to Finn's waistline and pulled off his boxers. Paige gently stroked Finn, then slowly slid him into her mouth.

"I need to beat up fuck heads more often." Finn chuckled.

Paige released Finn and pulled off her panties. Paige tried easing herself on Finn, but he flipped her over so he was on top. Paige let out a soft gasp as Finn penetrated her.

"Holy fuck." Paige whispered.

While Paige and Finn had their fun, somewhere in the city a cell phone rang.

"Alberto? What's the problem?" Rey answered.

"Finn Balor, Suplex City." Alberto muttered.

"Consider it done." Rey said, hanging up the phone.