Dolph's pov.

I have legitimately no idea what happened out there. She just.. appeared. I got up, planned to kick the golden boy's head off with my superkick and saw that she had pushed him off the freaking ladder. I haven't been left this confused since.. well ever. I tried to find her after the match but she was nowhere to be seen. No-one had even seen her leave the arena. It was as if she had just disappeared.

Despite what people may think, I do actually like the small woman. Ever since I first saw her in NXT, she practically glowed with her vibrant personality, she oozed potential and of course she is a very attractive lady. I know I called her some hurtful names such as trash and loser to name only a few, but I really just did that to get at Cena and to make Vickie proud. It's funny, the segment where I ripped into her was only a few weeks ago, and look where we are now. She's off somewhere doing god knows what and I'm stuck here in a small old locker room currently staring at my prized possession, the money in the bank briefcase. Of course I'm also thinking about the self-proclaimed geek goddess and her actions tonight.

It just won't sink in that AJ Lee, John Cena's crazy girlfriend would help me. Why would she do that? I need to know. I have to go find Zack because we're riding together tonight but first I think I'll contact AJ. Thank god I got her number a few years ago when we were actually friends. I need an explanation for all of this insanity. Should I call her or text her? Should I go track down which hotel she's staying at? I'm not entirely sure I'm ready to have a face to face talk with her yet, so a text should suffice, right? Here goes nothing.

'Hey, where did you disappear to? I came looking for you after the match. I think we need to talk. –Dolph'

I'm sure she'll reply to me soon. Whenever I see her in the hallways she's usually on her phone so tonight should be no different. Now all I've gotta do is wait and see what she has to say.

After about 10 minutes of trying to find Zack, I cannot find anyone I know. What the hell is it with these people and leaving me? It's as if I'm in a horror movie. I'm pretty sure zombies will appear at any minute to savage me. Oh finally, a familiar face.

"Hey Wade, have you seen Zack anywhere? I'm supposed to be catching a ride with him to the hotel and can't seem to find him anywhere."

"I think I saw him leave about 20 minutes ago with Cena. Sorry mate."

Perfect. Just absolutely mother freaking perfect. He ditches me for Mr. 'You can't see me' of all people. Well screw him. "Oh okay. Thanks man. See you tomorrow." Looks like I'm gonna have to get a cab to the hotel. And that idiot knows exactly how much I hate cabs.

Brilliant. To add to my list of problems, it is now starting to rain outside. I wonder what AJ is doing. I bet she's sat in bed all snug and warm feeling pretty proud of what she did tonight. Speaking of little miss crazy, has she bothered to text me back? Nope. No text message from her. That's surprising. Maybe she's avoiding me. Wait, what kind of woman helps you win a match and then doesn't even have the decency to reply to your text message and explain herself? She is crazy I guess.

No, that's not good enough for me. I'm going to be the one going crazy if I don't have any sort of clue as to what happened tonight. I think a phone call is in order.

"The number you have called is currently unavailable, please try again." Oh so that's how it is AJ? Dodging my calls as well as my text messages. The phone barely rang twice so I know you clicked 'decline'. Well sweetheart you're not going to get let off that easy.

After the 6th attempt I am close to giving up. I suppose she just doesn't want to talk, she has had a busy night after all. Oh wait, there's finally a voice on the line that isn't that annoying voice message woman. "Dolph, what do you want?" What do I want?! Is she for real?! I want to know why the hell you felt the need to get involved in the main event and screw over the man you supposedly love for a man you supposedly hate! That's what I want!

"Are you kidding me right now? We need to talk about what happened out there tonight AJ because for the life of me I don't understand why you did what you did."

"It's hard to explain.. I'll tell you everything just not right now."

"Woah, hold on. You just interfered in my match, I think it's only fair you give me an explanation now. I'm going to lose my mind if I don't know why."

"Can't you just accept the fact that I helped you and leave me alone?" This lunatic really knows how to push my buttons.

"Helped me?! I didn't need your help! I would have done fine without it!"

"Okay then, for future reference I'll know never to save your pathetic ass when you're losing." Pathetic. Losing. Really? If I wasn't mad at her for getting involved in the first place, I definitely am mad at her now.

"You're the most frustrating woman on the entire planet! God!" Deep breaths Dolph, she's never going to explain herself if you're mean to her. Try a different approach."Look, I'm just really confused right now AJ. You could have gotten seriously hurt out there."

"I know, I just.. I just" Wait, is she crying? Oh god she is crying. I can just about hear the sniffles on the other end of the line. Damn, the one thing I cannot handle is a crying woman. "You'll get your explanation, I promise. I just don't want to talk to anyone right now, okay?"

"Oh man, AJ I'm sorry I.." She hung up on me. Well that was kinda rude. I don't know how to feel about this entire situation. For god's sake Dolph, you should be celebrating over the fact that you have a win over John Cena for crying out loud. You should be out picking up chicks and having a good time, not harassing a poor girl and making her cry. That's low, even for you. You've really outdone yourself this time.

In the darkness I can finally see some headlights. It's about time that a cab turned up. As I'm heading back to the hotel I can't help but try to conceive some kind of reasoning for all this madness. There's going to be no sleep for the show-off tonight. Not when I have a tiny 95 pound deranged diva that won't seem to escape my thoughts. Just what is it about her that gets me so worked up?