A/N: My first ever Junk!...Err...Pef? fic. I've had this idea in my head for a while and well...here it is...I was so nervous about posting this. I feel like I did quite the shitty job at it. So, please don't come at me with fire and pitchforks because I fucked up. D: I'll probably add a flashback chapter to explain how they got together soon. Updates for this might be slow or quick, depending on what kind of day it is. My main priority is to post more with my Chrawn fic...I hope you enjoy it.

"And the winner...and still the WWE Heavyweight Champion...! CM Punk!" Justin Roberts announced as the crowd booed for me while I held the title close to my chest.

I had won. You were going to have to leave the WWE. But, I was so confused at your actions while we were having our steel cage match. You could've gotten back up and pulled me down and climbed out of the cage and would've gotten the title. You could've easily won the match and kept your job too. But, you didn't. It was almost as if you wanted to lose or as if you just let me win on purpose or something.

I stumbled to the ramp and when I got to the top I waved at you with a smirk while you had your head in your knees. I was happy to keep the title, but I felt extremely bad, though. I wouldn't be able to be fully happy with keeping the title with knowing that you would be leaving the WWE after tonight because of me. But, I knew you. You were strong. I mean...we had been in a relationship for the past 10 months.

Now, I had to admit it. I felt awful for what I had been doing and saying to you up until tonight in our feud. I took your Championship title after you had got it for the first time ever in your career with a GTS and a pin. I would constantly talk shit about you. And I would also bring up how you had two strikes because of your drug use. I even went on about how I was better than you because I never did drugs a few times.

But, you told me that you understood that it was all scripted and that I would never mean to do or say any of those harsh things about you. And I was happy to know that after tonight, we wouldn't have to feud anymore. The real reason that you were leaving the WWE was because of your restless leg syndrome that you had gotten 3 months back. Hopefully, your time off would help you recover and then you would heal up in no time and then you'd be able to make a big return to the WWE. I was really looking forward to that.

After your departure speech to the WWE universe, you came out of the entrance curtain and went into the back, where I was waiting for you. I smiled at you and gave you a big hug before I kisseed you on the lips.

"Hey, Jeff. I know that must've been extremely hard on you, but we need to look on the bright side of things, Baby. I know how much you must hate leaving all of a sudden like this...Especially when you're in the highlight of your career. But, we get more time together this way and maybe after you recover from your RLS, we could talk to Vince about you making a big return or something at a PPV match-"

"Punk, that's what I gotta talk to you about...I won't be making a return to the WWE...this isn't a temporary leave...it's permanent."

I couldn't believe what I was hearing. "But, Jeff...! This was your dream ever since you were a little kid to be in the WWE! You're just gonna throw it away like that?"

"Yes, Phil...'m tired." I frowned as I grabbed your hand and kissed you on it.

"Well...we still have each other, Jeffy...That's all that matters to me..Maybe I could ask Vince for a couple of months off and we could spend it going on a vacation together with each other. I know how much you've always wanted to go to Vegas, so maybe we could-"

"Phil,no...! Just stop." I was confused. Did I say something wrong?

"What's wrong, Jeff?"

You sighed and looked at me.

"What's wrong with me? You're what's wrong with me, Phil!"

"I...Jeff...what're you saying, Baby?"

"Don't call me baby anymore. And what i'm saying is that i'm done."

"What do you mean? I...I don't understand..."

"Do I have ta fucking spell it out for you? We're done. D-O-N-E! Through! 'm breaking up with you, Punk! I'm tired of all this constant bullshit."

"I...Jeff...But, why...? Jeff...I...we...If it's our feud, Sweetie, it's over!We don't have to ever fight each other ever again and-!"

You chuckled and shook your head at me. "That's the point, Phil. We feuded. Ya didn't have ta go out there an' say or do all of those awful things ta me, but ya did anyways."

"But, Baby...! It was all just a part of the script! I thought you told me that you understood!"

"Exactly. But, you didn't have to. And yeah I did. But the only reason I said that was cuz I was hopin' that you'd stop, but ya obviously didn't! I don't even have RLS. But, I am tired of something. Tired of you, Phil."

"Jeff, please...you don't mean that..." Tears started leaking out of my eyes. "I'm so sorry...I...we can start over...Please don't leave me, Jeff!"

"Bye, Phil. I hope you enjoy the fucking title. Cuyz apparently it means more ta you then our relationship ever did."

You started to walk away but I grabbed you by your arm, stopping you.

"Jeff, you can't!"

"Oh? Why's that?"

"Because...because I love you, Jeff!"

Your emerald green eyes went wide with shock. "You...you love me?"

"Yes, Jeff...I...I've loved you ever since the first day I met you...That's why you can't..."

"Y'know if ya would've told me this when we first started our feud Phil, then I would've actually forgiven you, But, now? I could care less about what the hell you have to say to me. Phil, if you really did love me, you would've never done this. 'm afraid that I can't love someone as cruel an' selfish as you are. We're fucking over. I don't ever wanna see your face ever again..."

You yanked your arm away from me and walked off.

"Don't you dare fucking do this to me, Jeff! If you do, i'll never forgive you, you bastard!"

But, my words failed to stop you. You left me there. I ended up falling to my knees crying.

"Oh god...Jeff...What have I done...?"

I sobbed to myself. I had no idea what I was going to do without you in my life.

TBC...

A/N: Whadaya think? I still feel iffy about it, but meh...all that matters ta me is that the readers of it enjoyed it...Please review~!