A/N: This will be the current AJ Lee, heel divas champion and all! She'll primarily be her heel-self rather than her backstage self. So go along with it!
AJ Lee glared at the screen, her hands on her hips, "Can you believe her?" She says to her best friend Big E Langston, "She thinks she can beat me. Poor little thing, doesn't have any clue what she's got herself into." On the screen, Kaitlyn is wrestling it out with one of the Bellas. She wins with a sloppy spear, and Layla, her new best friend, raised her hand in the air.
Big E chuckles beside her, his arms crossed over his chest. "Don't mess with a crazy chick."
AJ smirks, "What do you say we pay our friend a little visit? Been a while, hasn't it?" She says innocently, walking over to the curtain and picking up a mic. "Hit it." She says to one of the producers. Her music sounds and she walks out to see Kaitlyn. AJ smiles at her menacingly, patting her divas title, "Kaity! Gee, it's been a while hasn't it?! Wasn't money in the bank fun? Oh so fun. Oh wait, you lost didn't you? Well darn, I suppose every old dog has to be put down sometime." AJ pauses, placing a smirk on her face, "You'll never get this back, you can get in the ring, hit me all you want, but at the end, I'll put you in the black widow, and you'll be done for. Because you tapped out, and you'll keep tapping out, because I'm better than you."
Kaitlyn is glaring at her, Layla has an arm wrapped around her waist, holding her back. "You're CRAZY!" Kaitlyn keeps chanting, but the crowd keeps chanting, 'you tapped out!'
"You know, you should really see someone about your anger problems. I'm sure if you asked Daniel Bryan, he'd have Dr. Shelby's phone number for you." AJ says with a smile, working the crowd as chants of 'Dr. Shelby!' is heard throughout the arena.
"You need him more than I do!" Kaitlyn shouts at her, struggling against Layla's grip.
"Now Kaity, that isn't nice. You should learn some manners. I think you could do that though, in the #1 contenders match on RAW next week. In which you'll be going against my replacement." AJ nods at Layla, "In a Divas battle royal. Trust me, I'll be ring side, just to watch you fall out of the ring, to watch your dreams fall from your eyes as you realize.." AJ takes the divas championship off her waist, "That you're never getting this back."
AJ skips backstage, Big E keeping up with her, each of them talking excitedly about the divas battle royal for next week. AJ runs into Dolph Ziggler, to which she happily jumps into his arms with a smile.
"Hey Ziggy! Did you see that? Wasn't that great?" She asks, pecking him on the lips.
Dolph seems visibly elsewhere, he's been like that since AJ cost him the MITB. Though if you ask her, she'll politely tell you that she wasn't aware the ref was watching. She panicked. So she did the only thing she knew to do when she was panicking, clutched her title and hit someone in the face. She just multi-tasked. Though she felt a small bubble of power build in her stomach when Del Rio went down like a brick. Especially since at Payback he kicked her newly acquired title.
Dolph peels her off of him, AJ feels the rejection and feels a pit of despair in her stomach. "AJ, we need to talk."
We need to talk is probably the worst words someone could hear. Other than goodbye and other various insults. AJ knew this was coming, the minute her title hit Del Rio's face and Dolph walked away from her, she expected this.
"Oh, what's up?" She puts the peppy tone in place, her title hanging on her shoulder. She clutches it tighter, willing the pink butterfly to get her through this.
"I think we need some time apart.. we should date other people." Dolph adds the last part, unsure of himself, "I'm done, AJ, I'm done."
AJ looks heartbroken, but then, she feels something new. Something she hadn't felt with all the other guys that had left her like this. So easily, so effortlessly. She felt.. she felt angry. She didn't feel like crying, she felt like hitting him until his skin turned pink. He walked away from her.
"You know, he has a rematch for the world heavyweight championship up next." Big E suggests loosely, "We could make a guest appearance."
AJ stays silent for a few moments. For a second, Big E thinks he's lost her, that AJ is back to being heartbroken. But AJ is not heartbroken, she's crazy. "You have the best ideas, E. Lets go."
She interferes in his match, distracting him by ringing the bell. The entire time, she resists the urge to put a smirk on her face, because she's so damn angry. AJ should count to ten and walk away, but she can't. AJ has to watch him lose, has to watch the dream fall from his eyes. Has to watch him see that she did this to him. He had to know.
AJ skips over to the ring, climbing in. She places a chaste kiss on Dolph's lips after attacking him, leaving his skin pink. Then, Big E barrels over him. AJ laughs, throwing her head back and arching her back.
AJ decided revenge was sweet.
She skips backstage, and right as she skips around a corner, she runs into CM Punk. One of her past flings, he looks awkward at her sudden appearance. AJ is unfazed, her adrenaline still pumping from her revenge.
"Punk." She says, skipping past him.
He grabs her arm, "Hey, AJ, are you okay?"
AJ stops, raising an eyebrow at him, "Of course I am, why wouldn't I be?" She tilts her head to the side.
"Never mind." He puckers his lips, deciding against it, "Forget it." He releases her, walking in the other direction.
AJ skips over to him, "Hey Punk!"
He turns around.
"You should start wearing that I dig crazy chicks shirt again, it suited you." AJ says with a smile, tugging on one of his hoodie strings, "Forgot to apologize to you about Heyman, that bites."
CM Punk's eyes get cloudy when she mentions Heyman. Cloudy with anger, AJ realizes. She decides angry Punk is a very sexy Punk, "Yeah, it does. And, I'm sorry about Ziggler. Though you seem to be doing fine."
AJ gives him a smile, "Better than fine, love bites, Punk." She points to her shirt, "But now I have a butterfly to get me through the pain, oh, and a lot of anger, a lotttttt of anger. Kick Heyman's ass, Punk."
"Don't I always?"
AJ ponders that for a moment, "Lesnar is in the building, be careful."
CM Punk looks her up and down, so unaccustomed to seeing AJ like this. So.. evil. The small twinkle in her eye that she had when they were together was gone, replaced with a predatory gaze. "Thanks AJ."
AJ gives him a smile, "Anything for you. Good luck, Mr. Best in the World." She turns on her heel and skips away, getting lost in her own little world. A world in which Ziggy, Cena, Kane, and Daniel did not exist. AJ briefly decided to let Punk start existing again. Just for this short time.
AJ watches Punk on the screen, she watches him get brutally attacked by Lesnar. She feels her heart twinge, though she scolds it for the notion. That's not Punky-bear, AJ. She scolds herself.
"Seems like a good set up for a feud." Big E comments from beside her.
"Yeah, though Lesnar can't sell a promo to save his life." AJ dryly laughs, her voice twinged with worry for Punk, "I hope he's not too hurt. Lesnar is brutal, reckless.." AJ would go on.
Big E stares at her, "You're not thinking about going back to Punk, are you?"
"What are you talking about, E? I'm getting tired of letting these guys break my heart over and over again. I'm not just going to hand it to him again, I learned my lesson, E. I laid in the ashes of that lesson, I'm not going back." AJ shakes her head, her dark brown locks falling around her, "I'm not letting anyone break my heart again."
Big E nods, "Good."
"Good." She repeats, needing to get the last word.
Big E leans back in his chair, "He probably got an injury." He comments, watching Punk falter and try to get up, "That doesn't look good. I don't know how they'll put him in the running for WWE champ again in that condition. Lesnar is going to slaughter him."
AJ sighs, placing her head in her hands, "Yes, he probably will."
"Though you'd like that."
AJ looks over at him, feeling her heart twinge with a silent 'no I wouldn't, not at all'. She instead gives him a evil smile, "Of course I would. These men deserve every injury they get. Now they can know how much pain they put me through."
"I never apologized, for what they did to you."
"Friend zone, Big E." AJ lightly jokes, "You're staying there, Ziggy or no Ziggy." She kicks herself for calling him Ziggy again, "Dolph, I meant Dolph. Otherwise.. thank you, the sentiment is nice."
Big E nods, folding his arms over his chest, "Yeah, I have my moments."
The Punk and Lesnar segment ends and AJ sighs. They continue watching RAW until John Cena comes on. AJ scowls at the screen, "Great, just what I needed." She says, reaching for the remote.
"Eh eh eh." Big E grabs the remote, "I want to see this."
"Why? So we can listen to Cena rattle off a few jokes that are mediocre and bore me to sleep? Oh gee, E, you know how much I love those." She glares at the screen, "I should push him off a ladder again."
Big E chuckles, "I think we've had enough of your inanimate object abuse."
"But I'm just getting started, E."
After a few minutes, Cena announces his competitor as Daniel Bryan. AJ scowls again, "I would push him through a table again."
"I know, AJ."
"No, but seriously. Daniel Bryan?" AJ folds her arms over her chest, "What did he do to deserve it? Milk the fans? Trust me, we all know I can do his chant way better than he can."
"AJ, you're being bitter."
"I am not."
"Are so."
"E, don't make me hit you. It would look bad on the custody papers."
AJ skips her way into the medics, to check out her elbow, which had been bothering her for a little while now. When she walked into the trainers room, she saw CM Punk. Sure, she knew he was going to be here, but that didn't mean she came for him.. right?
"You got creamed, Punk." AJ says, jumping up onto one of the tables, "What happened out there?" She asks, swinging her legs.
"Exactly what you just saw. Lesnar is reckless." CM Punk says, holding an ice bag to his neck, "He almost killed me out there. He's an animal."
AJ shrugs, "Don't say I didn't warn you."
"Could have used your back up, Lee."
AJ turns to raise an eyebrow at him, surprised at him flirting with her, "That ship has sailed, Punk."
"Must be the pain meds talking then." CM Punk says, turning away from her, though the smirk still dances on his lips.
AJ can't help but think, what if that ship hadn't sailed? She wanted it back, her heart ached for it. Though she was worried this was her getting too attached again, this was her needing someone to complete her. AJ didn't need anyone, and she most certainly did not need CM Punk. She hops off the table right as the medic is about to get to her.
"False alarm." She says with a smile, skipping out of the room.
Her elbow never hurt to begin with.
A nice new AJPunk fic! Enjoy.
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