I had fun with this chapter. I've invented this new character named Chris. He's like a stoner, laid back stupid guy. he's Melanie's brother, since we learned in the last story that Mel has 2 older brothers and 2 older sisters (you'll meet them either later on in this book or in a nother sequil) this guys crazy, so if you dont understand him, thats only half the fun! Plz R&R

Chapter 5

Family Ties

"Great work out today Brock. You'll do just fine tomorrow… God, it's flippin cold in here!" Melanie said as she opened the door to their hotel room. She wrapped her coat closer around her body as Brock dropped their bags.

"Yeah. I guess so." Brock said glumly as he collapsed down onto the couch. Melanie flopped next to him.

" Nervous? Don't get cold feet on me Lesnar." Melanie said jokingly. Brock sighed

"It's not that. It's just; I think this is a big step. Not just for me but for us too." Brock explained. Melanie slid closer to Brock.

"How do you mean?" She asked. Brock opened his mouth to speak, but was interrupted by a knocking at the door. Brock looked at Melanie and stuck out his lower lip. She giggled and headed for the door.

"You could have just asked, ya know. Since you're so lazy and all."

"Whatever gets you to answer the door." Brock said playfully. Melanie opened the door to see a familiar face on the other side.

"Chris! Oh my gosh!" Melanie cried.

"What up gurlie?" Chris said embracing Melanie. Brock came out from behind the door.

"And you are…"

" Hey, you must be Brock Lesnar… I'm Chris. Melanie's awesome, cool, talented, remarkable, awe-inspiring, hot…"

"Chris." Melanie interrupted. "Shut up. Brock, this is my older brother. He's the second oldest in the family." Brock extended his hand. Chris slapped it and continued into the hotel room. Brock looked down at his hand.

"Ya didn't let me finish. I was gonna add that I'm devilishly hot and gorgeous." Chris said looking around. Melanie shook her head as Brock continued staring at the hand Chris struck.

"You said that already bro. Make your self at…" Melanie began. Chris had already made his way toward the refrigerator and pulled out a foot long sub. Melanie crossed her arms.

"…Home."

" So, err… how long have you two been dating?" Chris asked with his mouth full. Melanie winced.

" About 2 months or so…listen, I don't mean to be rude, but why are you here?" Chris got up.

"Are you joking? You mean to tell me that you don't want your big brother around just because you're a big girl?" Melanie got up, while Brock stayed seated.

"No, no just forget it. God it's freaking cold in here!" Melanie said, sitting back down. Brock pulled a blanket from behind the couch and wrapped it around Melanie.

"Yeah. Well, err. Brock, my man… could ya gimmie a few minutes with Mel alone? I gotta talk some family junk with her." Chris said quickly. Brock was about to get up when Chris stopped him.

"You know man…if you don't wanna move, that's your biz-nass, but my slingshot says something different bro." Chris said reaching into his back pocket. Brock slowly stood up.

"You're crazy dude. A slingshot is not a real weapon." Brock said calmly.

"Oh, yeah? Well maybe you'd like to define the word "weapon' for me while this plastic doll smashes into your temple at 180 miles per hour!" Chris threatened, pulling out a small Barbie.

Melanie rolled her eyes.

"Chris, calm down ok? Brock, please?" Melanie said pointing to the kitchen. Brock made his way towards the kitchen, but not before speaking to Chris.

"You're an asshole, you know that?" Brock whispered.

"Mmm… casserole." Chris mumbled.

"I said asshole."

"I heard casserole!"

Brock grunted and stormed into the kitchen. Chris turned to his little sister.

"Mel, I like Brock, I like him a lot. But he's a bitch! He's a dirty, dumb bitch!" Chris said, rather loudly. Brock peaked his head out from behind the door. Melanie motioned for him to calm down. Chris continued.

"Have you slept with him yet Mel?" Chris asked. Melanie's eyes widened.

"Oh my God, I can't believe you just asked me that! It's none of your business! " Melanie said. Chris gasped.

"Godammit! I knew it! I'm gonna kick his balls up into his head and let them rattle around in his skull like dice in a Yahtzee cup." Melanie sighed.

"Look, why don't you calm down and explain to me why you're here?" Melanie asked. Chris sighed.

"It's not my place, I know. But… there's something vaguely familiar about your little…hoot-nanny here." Melanie groaned.

"I thought so too. I know what this looks like and…well, maybe this will be different." Melanie said. Chris shrugged.

"You do realize that this is how mom and dad's relationship started right? She was his manager… he was a wrestler. How do you know you're not following in her footsteps Mel?" Chris asked. His tone had changed from playful, to concerned.

"I have to tell you something Chris, but you have to swear to God you're not gonna tell anyone, especially Brock, ok?" Melanie pleaded. He hesitated and agreed. Melanie took a deep breath.

"At Survivor Series last year, we kissed in front of thousands of people at Madison Square Garden and millions watching at home." She began

"Aww." Chris said. Melanie cringed and continued.

" While we were, you know. I saw…stuff. Like in my head. Images. They were flashing." Chris nodded.

" I remember seeing…myself, in a hotel room. I was fighting with someone. Verbally at first, then I felt myself being lifted up and being slammed against a mirror. It shattered and I felt this pain go through my head. It was so sharp. Then there was blood coming from the back of my head. At least that's what I think happened. It all occurred too fast for me to make any sense out of it." Melanie finished. Chris was listening attentively when Brock came into the room.

"Hey, I got some drinks. Coke for you and me and Nyquil for your bro here." Brock said. Melanie laughed while Chris sneered. The mood had changed once again. Chris motioned for Melanie to come closer while Brock set the drinks down on the table.

"Meet me outside in one hour. We can talk about your little visions and go for a drive." He whispered. Melanie nodded as Chris said his goodbyes.