Punk still remembered that day so clearly. Who knows what would have happened if he didn't find her that day...
Punk was walking through the arena. RAW was over and he was heading towards his locker room. Unfortunately, he was not familiar with the particular arena. He was 110% sure that he was LOST and since most of the other superstars had already left, he was left to fend for himself. Not that he cared anyways. Finally, he found what seemed like his door and opened it. It wasn't but he found something way more important. There, huddled in the corner of the supply closet was the little Diva, her brunette locks covering her face, AJ Lee. "AJ?" he asked as he knelt down next to her. Her head shot up, her eyes wide open, filled with terror.
"Oh, Punk...it's just you." she said with a trembling voice. He frowned.
"AJ, what are you doing here?" he asked. She opened her mouth but then shut it again and shifted her body. Then he saw them. Ugly, purple finger-shaped bruises along her arm. The same bruises were on her neck and there was a dark welt on left cheek. His eyes narrowed and he took her arm into his. She gasped and tried to pull her arm back but Punk held firm. "Who did this to you?" he hissed in a dangerously low voice. She looked at him, tears escaping and just shook her head. Then it clicked. He gently turned her head back to face him. "April, he left over an hour ago." She looked at him and nodded. He had figured it all out. She opened her mouth.
"Punk, could...could I stay with you tonight?" she asked timidly. He smirked, then nodded. He stood up and offered his hand to AJ who gladly took it. After getting all their stuff, they got into Punk's rental car and drove to the hotel. By the time Punk had opened the door and gotten their stuff inside the room, AJ was still silent. She headed over to the bed and sat down, looking down at her hands.
"Hey, I'm going to take a shower. Holler if you need me." she said. She nodded, not even raising her head. When Phil got out some 15 minutes later, AJ was already curled up in a fetal position fast asleep on the bed. This brought a smile to his face as he gently lifted her up and tucked her under the sheets. He kissed her on her forehead and then got an extra blanket and pillow from the closet, then proceeded to the couch. Looking over to AJ one last time, he shut the lights off and tried to get some sleep. Daniel Bryan would pay. THAT he guaranteed.
AJ woke up screaming, tears streaming down from her big brown eyes which were wide with fear. Her breathing was erratic. Then she finally realized where she was. She curled up into a ball and continued to sob into her knees. A few moments later, a pair of arms wrapped around her causing her body to tighten. Her breathing resumed once she realized that it wasn't Daniel. It was Punk. She fell into his arms and buried her face into his shirt finding some comfort in his scent. Punk just hugged her close, rocking her back and forth, whispering softly to her trying to calm her down. He already knew that it was Daniel. ONLY Daniel could strike so much fear in her. But he promised himself that AJ would be safe with him. That he'd protect her, keep her safe, take care of her, love her... Yes, he loved her. She was so different from all the other Divas and he felt the connection the instant they met. But he'd never worked up the balls to tell her. But now, he felt ready. More than ready. He gently pulled AJ off of him and tilted her chin up to look at him. He used his thumb to wipe the remaining tears away. He looked straight into her eyes. Green clashed with brown. "AJ, I love you. More than anything. I've loved you from the moment we first met. I know you've been trying to escape Daniel. I promise that I will and I'll be here to protect you, save you-" he leaned his face down closer to hers. "-love you" he whispered. AJ looked at him. The tension of the moment could be severed with a knife. Then the smallest of smiles worked its way onto her face. Tears began to flow again.
"Oh Phil. I love you too, so much," she whispered. He smirked and leaned forward, capturing her lips once again. But this time, it was 110% real. There were no cameras, no story-lines, no screaming fans. It was just the two of them. AJ wrapped her arms around his neck and he pulled her closer to him, so that she was sitting on his lap.
"F*ck April," he whispered. "I love you, I love you, I love you. More than you could ever imagine."
"I love you too Phil. I have for so long." AJ replied before he cut her off again with more searing kisses. That night, there were no more tears and no more nightmares. AJ feel asleep wrapped in Punk's arms. From there on out, whatever troubles they had, they would face together. For or for worse. But THE worst was coming their way in the form of a pissed off, midget, goatfaced, former World Heavyweight Champion...
A/N: Hi guys! So now that I'm all settled in to 8th grade (my last year of freedom ), I'M BACK TO WRTING FANFICS! So this is my third one actually. I hope you enjoyed this one. Actually all my stories are based on random moments of inspiration. I will accept requests if you have any. Ok, Thanks! Make sure to review and check out my other 2 stories, My Immortal Princess & Until My Heart Stops Beating.