Disclaimer: Since giving Brock Lesner back to the WWE, I do not own
anything pertaining to the WWE, but I do continue to borrow him frequently.
Especially from 9pm Friday night to 3am Monday morning. But I do own
however Maggie, Grayson, and Anna.
AN OK here the second half of monster chapter. Here is the tiptoeing into rated r.. Whew! It feels good to get that done. Enjoy!
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Thursday Night
It had rained all day, Gray and I stayed inside starting to pack our stuff that we would need and couldn't live with out. We stopped to watch Smackdown of course, and Gray excitedly watched the wrestlers who he would get to meet soon. After Smackdown I put Grayson to bed, and then went to my room and watched the storm start to move in. By the time the rain was starting to beat against the window it was close to 1am, the storm grew stronger and closer to the house. The temperature had dropped dramatically and I shivered in my tank top and flannel pants as I checked the windows and doors. Coming to the front door, I was troubled to see it open.
"What the hell?"
There was a bag by the door, it looked like Brocks, what was he doing here? I grabbed my sneakers and opened the door, walking out on the porch and found Brock standing by his car getting soaked in the down pour
"What are you doing here?" I asked running out to him worried something was wrong "Are you OK?" I touched his arm, "Come into the house you're getting wet."
"Well you are too, I came back because I had something to do."
"What is so important that you had to drive in this monsoon?"
"This." Brock grasped my shoulders pulling me close and placing a tender kiss on my lips.
The kiss left me breathless, how could something so light pack that much of a punch? Pulling away I asked, "Brock, why? I don't understand:" I peered up at him in the darkness, feeling the rain on my face.
"shh.. Don't say anything," he said placing a thumb on my mouth and slowly tracing my lips, "Don't think. Don't understand. Just do." And he kissed me again, this time harder and with more urgency. My hands ran up his chest and wrapped around his neck as I kissed him back. His hands roamed my body pulling my closer and causing jolts to my nerves. What are we doing? His tongue brushed my mouth, my lips parted in surprise and he took advantage of it lightly stroking my inner lip. My heart was beating so hard, Brocks was too, I could feel it through his shirt. His hand roamed down and cupped my breast.
The lightening in the sky illuminated us for a moment, and that wasn't the only electricity in the air.
"You are so beautiful," Brock murmured as he kissed my earlobe, "and wonderful," kissing my other earlobe, "I don't know what I would do with out you." and he kissed the hollow of my neck.
I lifted my face to the sky feeling water on my face; I couldn't tell if it was rain or tears. "I love you Brock, don't leave me please." I begged.
"Maggie, I'll never leave or hurt you, I love you to much."
"I'm afraid you will. It happened with -"
"I'm not him. Trust me."
Lightening struck a nearby tree and the thunder was deafening. I jerked out of bed clutching the sheets to my chest. Oh my god. What was that? I touched my lips, and then my checks feeling the tears that were still flowing. I leaned against the wall, still not able to catch my breath. My skin was damp with sweat, and the room was starting to feel very small. I ran to the window and jerked open the window feeling the cold wind blow over me. My thoughts were racing in my head and my heart was racing faster. I ran a hand through my hair, it too was damp. That had been so real. Just a dream, right?
"So is it safe for me to assume that dream was sign of some sort?" I asked the ceiling
Thunder crashed again as if God were answering me. The sound of bare feet appeared in the hallway running towards my room, and a very scared Grayson flew into my bed and under the covers. I walked over and crawled underneath with him, "So you scared too?"
"No," Gray said shaking, "I'm not scared. Are you?"
"Not anymore, now that you're here. Come here kid." And pulled him close, smelling his shampoo. "Thanks for coming to check on me"
"Yup"
"So you want to stay up here? Or do you want some hot chocolate?"
"Can we have animal crackers too?"
"Sure thing. Let me find my flash light I think the powers out."
I fumbled around on the dark before finding it and switching it on. "Here ya go you lead the way"
We walked slowly downstairs to the kitchen where I lit a candle Anna had left out just in case this very thing happened.
Grayson and I sat around drinking hot chocolate and eating our animal crackers till the storm quieted down and he felt that I could go to bed alone. "You sure you don't want to sleep with me? I might get scared again."
Lightening flashed in the sky; Gray said nervously, "Well ok"
"Oh good. C'mon lets go." I picked him up "oof you're getting heavy. You might not being eating green beans sooner then I thought."
"Really?"
"You got it kiddo"
We made it safely back up to my room and snuggled in under the covers.
"Good night Mom"
"Good Night Gray" and gave him a kiss on the cheek
I laid there for while listening to the calm rain and the sound of Grayson breathing gently. I thought mostly about the dream. It was defiantly out there; my cheeks grew warm as I replayed it in my head. I thought about what he said to me about not hurting me.
I closed my eyes and fell in to a restless sleep. If only I could be sure he wouldn't.
When I woke up the next morning, Gray was already downstairs, no doubt foraging for food. I walked into the bathroom and looked into the mirror, "I'm starting to look old. "Can't anyone pick up after them selves?" I said as I bent over and picked a wet pair of flannel pants and tank top that was left under the window. "Hm weird, how did these get wet? Did I leave the window open? OK whatever," I threw the clothes in the tub, and wandered downstairs. Grayson was chattering a way a mile a minute to Anna about something. Hmmm. Bacon. As I sniffed the air.
I got to the door way and stopped dead in my tracks. Brock was sitting there drinking a cup of coffee. I felt a blush creeping up my neck, "Brock, What are you doing here? I thought you weren't coming till this afternoon."
"I came umm.. late last night." Brock looked uncomfortable, "I figured you guys might want some help packing."
Last night? I looked around wildly, feeling like I got punched in the stomach. His car was parked in the same spot. His bag was still by the door. A pair of wet sneakers sat next to it. My wet clothes in the tub upstairs.
"Oh God." The color drained out of my face "No." my hands were trembling as I brought them up to my lips. I turned and ran outside, through the mud puddles feeling the mud squish between my toes, tears ran down my cheeks. Why don't I remember what happened? What did happen? I got to the old oak tree on the far side of the garage and collapsed underneath it, sobbing. I was so confused.
"Maggie?" came softly from behind me as Brock slowly walked up. He got on his knees in front of me, "Maggie I'm so sorry."
"Don't apologize, just tell me. What the hell happened last night? It wasn't a dream was it?"
"No, it was real. After umm, we talked, there was a lightening strike in that tree," he said pointing to a dead tree 30 yards away, "and the thunder concussion made you black out. You woke up really fast but you were kind of disoriented, so I carried you upstairs and put you to bed. And then I went downstairs and slept in my room."
"You changed me out of my wet clothes?" I asked softly feeling embarrassed
"I did it in the dark, I didn't see anything. And what happened, I would never take back. I want you to know that," He cupped my face in his hands and brushed my tears away, "Everything I did was because I love you."
"So what? Did you just realize that last night?" I asked bitterly
"No, I've always felt that way, since the day I met you. I thought you were to good for me, so I never did anything about it. Yesterday at my parents house I realized how much I loved you, so I had to come down here and tell you before I chickened out."
I sat there silently mulling over his words, I looked away not being able to look in his eyes. "But why now?" I asked
"Mom told me how dumb I was being, and it finally went in one ear and didn't leave."
"Oh. But this is going to change everything!!"
"Come here girl," and he pulled me into his arms, my head resting on his chest, "Listen I don't see why things have to change. I'm not going to pressure you into a relationship, but I do feel a whole hell of a lot better telling you my feelings, and I think you feel the same about me don't you?" he asked peering down at me I nodded as he continued, "I know you are scared of getting hurt, and I don't blame you after what that jerk did to you. Lets just take it one step at a time ok?"
"OK," I said softly, this was new territory for me, "Promise we wont do what we did last night for awhile. I don't know if I could handle that."
Brock laughed, "OK, I'll wait for you to make the next move. How about that?"
"That sounds fine to me." I paused, "Dammit! This means Anna was right about us."
Brock laughed, "You have no idea how much she hounded me about you. I lost count on how many times she tapped me in the head with that wooden spoon of hers."
"What?" I asked finally laughing, "in the head?"
"Yeah she kept saying she was listening for the rocks up there to move."
I laughed as I fell over in the grass and stared up in the sky.
"So are we cool now?"
"Yes," I said sitting up with a grin, "Very cool. Lets go in I'm starving."
Brock got to his feet, took my hand and pulled me up. I held his hand between us and looked into his eyes. I saw the light there again, and this time, I wasn't afraid of it, and I had a light of my own.
AN OK here the second half of monster chapter. Here is the tiptoeing into rated r.. Whew! It feels good to get that done. Enjoy!
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Thursday Night
It had rained all day, Gray and I stayed inside starting to pack our stuff that we would need and couldn't live with out. We stopped to watch Smackdown of course, and Gray excitedly watched the wrestlers who he would get to meet soon. After Smackdown I put Grayson to bed, and then went to my room and watched the storm start to move in. By the time the rain was starting to beat against the window it was close to 1am, the storm grew stronger and closer to the house. The temperature had dropped dramatically and I shivered in my tank top and flannel pants as I checked the windows and doors. Coming to the front door, I was troubled to see it open.
"What the hell?"
There was a bag by the door, it looked like Brocks, what was he doing here? I grabbed my sneakers and opened the door, walking out on the porch and found Brock standing by his car getting soaked in the down pour
"What are you doing here?" I asked running out to him worried something was wrong "Are you OK?" I touched his arm, "Come into the house you're getting wet."
"Well you are too, I came back because I had something to do."
"What is so important that you had to drive in this monsoon?"
"This." Brock grasped my shoulders pulling me close and placing a tender kiss on my lips.
The kiss left me breathless, how could something so light pack that much of a punch? Pulling away I asked, "Brock, why? I don't understand:" I peered up at him in the darkness, feeling the rain on my face.
"shh.. Don't say anything," he said placing a thumb on my mouth and slowly tracing my lips, "Don't think. Don't understand. Just do." And he kissed me again, this time harder and with more urgency. My hands ran up his chest and wrapped around his neck as I kissed him back. His hands roamed my body pulling my closer and causing jolts to my nerves. What are we doing? His tongue brushed my mouth, my lips parted in surprise and he took advantage of it lightly stroking my inner lip. My heart was beating so hard, Brocks was too, I could feel it through his shirt. His hand roamed down and cupped my breast.
The lightening in the sky illuminated us for a moment, and that wasn't the only electricity in the air.
"You are so beautiful," Brock murmured as he kissed my earlobe, "and wonderful," kissing my other earlobe, "I don't know what I would do with out you." and he kissed the hollow of my neck.
I lifted my face to the sky feeling water on my face; I couldn't tell if it was rain or tears. "I love you Brock, don't leave me please." I begged.
"Maggie, I'll never leave or hurt you, I love you to much."
"I'm afraid you will. It happened with -"
"I'm not him. Trust me."
Lightening struck a nearby tree and the thunder was deafening. I jerked out of bed clutching the sheets to my chest. Oh my god. What was that? I touched my lips, and then my checks feeling the tears that were still flowing. I leaned against the wall, still not able to catch my breath. My skin was damp with sweat, and the room was starting to feel very small. I ran to the window and jerked open the window feeling the cold wind blow over me. My thoughts were racing in my head and my heart was racing faster. I ran a hand through my hair, it too was damp. That had been so real. Just a dream, right?
"So is it safe for me to assume that dream was sign of some sort?" I asked the ceiling
Thunder crashed again as if God were answering me. The sound of bare feet appeared in the hallway running towards my room, and a very scared Grayson flew into my bed and under the covers. I walked over and crawled underneath with him, "So you scared too?"
"No," Gray said shaking, "I'm not scared. Are you?"
"Not anymore, now that you're here. Come here kid." And pulled him close, smelling his shampoo. "Thanks for coming to check on me"
"Yup"
"So you want to stay up here? Or do you want some hot chocolate?"
"Can we have animal crackers too?"
"Sure thing. Let me find my flash light I think the powers out."
I fumbled around on the dark before finding it and switching it on. "Here ya go you lead the way"
We walked slowly downstairs to the kitchen where I lit a candle Anna had left out just in case this very thing happened.
Grayson and I sat around drinking hot chocolate and eating our animal crackers till the storm quieted down and he felt that I could go to bed alone. "You sure you don't want to sleep with me? I might get scared again."
Lightening flashed in the sky; Gray said nervously, "Well ok"
"Oh good. C'mon lets go." I picked him up "oof you're getting heavy. You might not being eating green beans sooner then I thought."
"Really?"
"You got it kiddo"
We made it safely back up to my room and snuggled in under the covers.
"Good night Mom"
"Good Night Gray" and gave him a kiss on the cheek
I laid there for while listening to the calm rain and the sound of Grayson breathing gently. I thought mostly about the dream. It was defiantly out there; my cheeks grew warm as I replayed it in my head. I thought about what he said to me about not hurting me.
I closed my eyes and fell in to a restless sleep. If only I could be sure he wouldn't.
When I woke up the next morning, Gray was already downstairs, no doubt foraging for food. I walked into the bathroom and looked into the mirror, "I'm starting to look old. "Can't anyone pick up after them selves?" I said as I bent over and picked a wet pair of flannel pants and tank top that was left under the window. "Hm weird, how did these get wet? Did I leave the window open? OK whatever," I threw the clothes in the tub, and wandered downstairs. Grayson was chattering a way a mile a minute to Anna about something. Hmmm. Bacon. As I sniffed the air.
I got to the door way and stopped dead in my tracks. Brock was sitting there drinking a cup of coffee. I felt a blush creeping up my neck, "Brock, What are you doing here? I thought you weren't coming till this afternoon."
"I came umm.. late last night." Brock looked uncomfortable, "I figured you guys might want some help packing."
Last night? I looked around wildly, feeling like I got punched in the stomach. His car was parked in the same spot. His bag was still by the door. A pair of wet sneakers sat next to it. My wet clothes in the tub upstairs.
"Oh God." The color drained out of my face "No." my hands were trembling as I brought them up to my lips. I turned and ran outside, through the mud puddles feeling the mud squish between my toes, tears ran down my cheeks. Why don't I remember what happened? What did happen? I got to the old oak tree on the far side of the garage and collapsed underneath it, sobbing. I was so confused.
"Maggie?" came softly from behind me as Brock slowly walked up. He got on his knees in front of me, "Maggie I'm so sorry."
"Don't apologize, just tell me. What the hell happened last night? It wasn't a dream was it?"
"No, it was real. After umm, we talked, there was a lightening strike in that tree," he said pointing to a dead tree 30 yards away, "and the thunder concussion made you black out. You woke up really fast but you were kind of disoriented, so I carried you upstairs and put you to bed. And then I went downstairs and slept in my room."
"You changed me out of my wet clothes?" I asked softly feeling embarrassed
"I did it in the dark, I didn't see anything. And what happened, I would never take back. I want you to know that," He cupped my face in his hands and brushed my tears away, "Everything I did was because I love you."
"So what? Did you just realize that last night?" I asked bitterly
"No, I've always felt that way, since the day I met you. I thought you were to good for me, so I never did anything about it. Yesterday at my parents house I realized how much I loved you, so I had to come down here and tell you before I chickened out."
I sat there silently mulling over his words, I looked away not being able to look in his eyes. "But why now?" I asked
"Mom told me how dumb I was being, and it finally went in one ear and didn't leave."
"Oh. But this is going to change everything!!"
"Come here girl," and he pulled me into his arms, my head resting on his chest, "Listen I don't see why things have to change. I'm not going to pressure you into a relationship, but I do feel a whole hell of a lot better telling you my feelings, and I think you feel the same about me don't you?" he asked peering down at me I nodded as he continued, "I know you are scared of getting hurt, and I don't blame you after what that jerk did to you. Lets just take it one step at a time ok?"
"OK," I said softly, this was new territory for me, "Promise we wont do what we did last night for awhile. I don't know if I could handle that."
Brock laughed, "OK, I'll wait for you to make the next move. How about that?"
"That sounds fine to me." I paused, "Dammit! This means Anna was right about us."
Brock laughed, "You have no idea how much she hounded me about you. I lost count on how many times she tapped me in the head with that wooden spoon of hers."
"What?" I asked finally laughing, "in the head?"
"Yeah she kept saying she was listening for the rocks up there to move."
I laughed as I fell over in the grass and stared up in the sky.
"So are we cool now?"
"Yes," I said sitting up with a grin, "Very cool. Lets go in I'm starving."
Brock got to his feet, took my hand and pulled me up. I held his hand between us and looked into his eyes. I saw the light there again, and this time, I wasn't afraid of it, and I had a light of my own.