1/26/14…
"Look, you could have a brain injury, you need medical attention! Let me go get Dr. Amann, okay?" Amanda responded once she and Phil were in the back… but then Phil turned angry and stopped her from leaving.
"He ignored my requests to remove whatever's on my back, I'm not going near him now!" Phil growled, Amanda yanking her right arm away.
"You hit your head, damn it! You need medical attention, now stop being so fucking stubborn!" Amanda replied angrily, Phil losing it and throwing her at the nearby lockers… Amanda collided against them and fell, grabbing at her right arm before he crouched down and grabbed her by her throat, Amanda struggling to breathe and her limbs flailing around wildly.
But he heard that internal voice shout "Stop!" and let her go, Amanda catching her breath… before Phil was pulled away by Dianne and Dean and Dianne punched Phil in the face while Dean crouched down and put Amanda's shoulder back in its socket before picking her up and taking her away from there.
"Are you out of your damn mind, Dianne?!" Phil responded, anger flaring up again.
"My mind? The one who's out of their mind right now is the one who's refusing to be checked for an injury they damn well know they could have, who went and nearly killed his supposed friend who was only trying to help, and who's still fucking denying it! You know, I hope you do turn out to have a head injury there, because if you haven't and this is you in your straight mind? Then you're so worthless as a human being, you don't even know it!" Dianne shouted in response, before she turned away, but stopped as she was about to walk. "By the way… I got you a late birthday present, I bought you some balls."
"Balls?" Phil questioned as he was about to stand… only to grunt and hold his hands to his abdomen when Dianne turned and collided her boot between his legs.
"Crushed balls, you fucktard!" Dianne shouted afterwards, before she headed across the building to the other two.
Amanda's arm was stitched, bandaged and in a sling as Dean held her to him.
"Should've cut my friendship with Phil off after we nearly lost Jerry." Amanda responded quietly as Dean brushed her tears away.
"Hurt me once, shame on me." Dianne responded, saying half of the old familiar line as the other two members of The Shield walked in, Seth and Roman hugging Amanda one at a time.
"Nearly 9 years of being like siblings… gone like that." Amanda replied as Dean lightly stroked her hair.
"He screwed up, not you, kiddo." Dean responded as Dianne saw a bruise on Amanda's face and grabbed an ice pack before pressing it to the bruise.
At the same time, Phil limped to the security door after grabbing his things and getting dressed… he opened it before he heard footsteps and turned to see Hunter and Vince.
"I'm going on home… done with this fucking company." Phil responded before he walked out into the freezing weather.
He met up with his fiancee, April seeing the blood on his wrist tape and her eyes widening in fright.
"I'll tell you when I've calmed down." Phil responded, April carefully driving away from the area…
Present time, 10/12/15, WWE Raw…
Sasha felt so drowned out by the raucous chants echoing throughout the Allstate Arena midway through her match with Amanda and decided to leave as Amanda stood up, the referee counting.
Sasha took the count out loss, the bell ringing and Amanda not letting referee Charles Robinson raise her hand… instead, she grabbed a microphone.
"It's been almost two years… yeah, he left for multiple reasons, all documented. But what he didn't need to do was abandon his friends as well as each and every one of you… how can you all cheer for someone like that?! Someone who went and fucked off without so much as a second glance after he tried to choke the life out of me at the 2014 Royal Rumble?! And all I was trying to do that night was help him because he was injured and I had no idea to what extent… and yet, every time we come here to Chicago, you all constantly attack us with chants of "CM Punk! CM Punk! CM Punk!" when we just want to entertain you! CM Punk is gone, damn it! He no longer exists! So take your chants and let them die just like his career did!" Amanda responded, yelling halfway through.
The crowd in the Allstate Arena was left speechless as were the commentators, Amanda setting the microphone down and walking up the ramp and pulling the curtain back before she walked into the backstage area… she sat down, her back to the wall and her knees up before she rested her arms on them and closed her eyes.
And it wasn't long before she felt hands on her wrists, Amanda looking up and opening her eyes... and seeing Finn.
"I knew something was bugging you, Darlin'." Finn responded, pulling Amanda into his lap after sitting down next to her and lightly rubbing his left hand up and down her back as she rested her head on his left shoulder.
"I hate myself for saying what I did out there…" Amanda replied quietly.
"I don't… I'm glad you spoke your mind." Finn responded with their foreheads pressed together.
"Dianne tell you how Phil treated me on the last night that he and I spoke?" Amanda asked as Finn lightly cradled her face in his hands. "The last person I ever thought would physically hurt me was him… yell at me? He had before, friends have arguments and then fix things but I was scared that he was dying in front of me and that he was refusing to admit it… and I didn't want to lose him. Then he just completely snapped… and I haven't heard from him since then. He just left me there… wondering what went wrong and why my friend suddenly turned into a complete stranger. How does someone just walk out of their friend's life and not look back?" She responded, Finn brushing Amanda's tears away.
"I know it's not fair, Mandy, all you wanted was to help him." Finn replied.
"But he didn't see that…" Amanda responded as they stood up, Finn's right arm around her back.
As they headed to the locker room, Amanda leaned against him before Finn picked her up into his arms and took her down the hallway.
She was completely worn out… and he had a feeling that things were going to turn upside down.