This is a story request. I don't own the plot or the title, or WWE. c:

Yes she heard the rumors of her and her recent boyfriend, Punk, were officially broken up, but she didn't let them bother her. While he wanted her to stay with him in his home in Chicago, she just wasn't ready to give up wrestling just yet. She loved him, a lot, so it hurted her when he gave up on their relationship.

It was really bitter with the way he broke up with her.

When she returned to their shared home, she found all her belongings out on his porch. She banged on his door for an hour or more, but he never answered. She knew he was home, he never left the porch lights on if her left, it was one of his many pet peeves. So when he didn't answer, it left a bitter feeling in her chest. She didn't know someone who could be so loving towards her and just leave her out on his porch, not once answering the door.

So she left and didn't look back. She even left the stuff he bought her on his porch.

But she had better things to worry about now. Like her match which was next.

She wasn't going to let her emotions mess with her work. Not when she had to focus on working to getting the divas title back.

"Hey AJ," Kaitlyn greeted after entering the divas locker room. Kaitlyn brought her friend into a hug, "I'm sorry things didn't work out with him. Maybe you guys could patch things up after you both cool down."

AJ wanted to roll her eyes and say something catty, but knew Kaitlyn was just looking out for her. She nodded instead. "Thanks. I'm going to get ready for my match."

Kaitlyn left AJ to do her things while AJ left the locker room without a word spoken.

She went to stand next to the curtain and stretched out her muscles before her match. the announcer was getting ready to announce AJ's opponent, Layla. Layla didn't have anything against AJ and vice-versa, but the winner got to have a title match against Nikki on the next Pay Per View, so AJ wasn't going to hold back, and neither was Layla.

After her music hit, Layla ran through the curtains.

AJ still had a few minutes until they announced her. Layla sure did like to make an entrance.

She felt a hard smack on her ass. "Good luck out there."

She quickly placed her hand on the spot, pouting. She didn't need to look back, already knowing who it was.

She cursed. "Always nice to know you're watching."

Randy stepped in front of her and this time she had no choice but to look at him.

The same arrogant smirk on his face annoyed her, but she pushed it aside. She motioned between them, "Can this wait? I have a match coming up if you haven't noticed."

Randy licked his lips, "Oh I've noticed."

AJ didn't know how to respond and remained quiet.

He spoke up, his voice lower then usual. "I've also heard about Phil." There wasn't a hint of tease or smugness in his voice.

AJ squirmed in her spot, clearly feeling awkward about this topic. "Yeah. It's true if your wondering."

Randy nodded, taking that piece of information in.

His mood shifted and he smirked once again, "How about that date?"

She gave him a confused look, "What date?"

"Tonight."

A small smile spread across her lips. "I don't remember agreeing to going on a date with you Randy, but if I did, I must have been hammered."

"I'm trying to ask you out here."

AJ crossed her arms, "I've noticed, but you're not doing a good job."

He smirked. "Would you do me the honors and go out with me tonight?"

She could hear the mock in his voice. She shrugged when her music hit. "If I don't have anything better to do, I might consider."

She brushed past him and past the curtain. She could hear him faintly. "I promise you'll enjoy it!"

She rolled her eyes, he was too smug sometimes.

AJ skipped down the ramp with an extra hop, a real smile on her face since a while now.

But he did always managed to get her to smile even on her lowest days.

Sorry it's short.