Hello everyone this is my 4th time trying to write a fan fiction which I'm co-writing with one of the best writers out there : Sam cuddles!
She sighed, shoving clothes into her bag. Her shoulders tense and her body stiff. All the traveling and hotel beds added to her discomfort. The place was buzzing with stars packing to get to the next show quickly. Dolph was next to her, his own bad ready at his feet as he blasted some pop song...one that annoyed her to no end.
She nudged him, watching in satisfaction as he switched the damn song off "Be a sweetie and grab my converse from my locker?"
With a roll of eyes and a heavy sigh, Dolph got up from his chair muttering 'precious converse' under his breath before he disappeared from view.
"Uhh April?"
"What?"
He came back, holding a box in one hand, the other grasping a leather journal. His smile amused, his blue eyes almost mocking her.
"Give me that" quickly she snatched her personal items from his prying hands, pushing the chuckling Dolph out the door, before locking it behind so he would not get in. Lucky for her, the locker room was almost deserted and now only she occupied it.
She sat on a bench, sitting the box near her feet as she caressed the black leather fondly thinking of the memories of that time. A much simpler; and happy time.
It was her first diary. At least one she started after she came on TV. It recorded her time on NXT between 2010 and 2011. Memories flashed through her brain from winning most of the challenges to making those great friends but of course a certain man was always present in the back of her mind. CM Punk. She remembered him cheering her on even though she was the smallest diva on the show. He always had an encouraging word to say to her, a move to show her or just offering his calming presence. He was not the jerk everyone deemed him to be… at least he was not like that with her. She had barely known him when she was in NXT… they were just friends, not even that close. Not until he appointed himself as her mentor and took her under his wing. Then that story happened. Being placed in a story with your friend was supposed to be fun, but then she just had to like him and had to kiss him and he screwed it up by kissing her back and…
Opening the journal, she was struck with how innocent…how silly her entries had been. If she were to compare… the growth experienced was reflected in her writing.
She sighed, shaking her head at the constant thoughts of Punk. 'What is wrong with me?' she stuffed the diaries in her bag, before zipping it close.
"April hurry up!' Dolph said as he was getting keys out for the rental car. He banged on the door and she sighed as she shouldered the bag that weighted her down.
Almost the entire car ride, AJ sat in silence remembering the kiss her and Punk have shared almost year ago. How she felt… how he kissed her and what had happened later on. Suddenly she looked over to see Dolph looking through the journals.
She flushed as Dolph mocked one of her entries.
"Oh Punky is such a good kisser!' Dolph mocked.
Her face turned a bright shade of pink and she felt her eyes start to sting as tears brimmed bright in her eyes as Dolph laughed more and muttered some more of her entries.
"You`re not gonna cry, are you baby cakes?"
"Dolph stop the car. Now." AJ demanded determined to walk rest of the way.
She walked, her head down as every few steps she heard the occasional whistles and cat calls as a filthy "how much sweetheart?" after the next made it to her ears. She`d rather have her luck on the road than stay with that jerk of a boyfriend she had.
A car honk blew past her, and in her surprise her bag fell, her stuff falling to the side of the road. In her hurry to get everything inside the now torn bag, she failed to see the black SUV that had stopped to check on her.
"April?!" she looked up, neck back to be able to see his face. There was no mistaking it. It was him. He was here.
"Punk?"