"Punk, I treated you like a son, I treated you like one of my own and you're just going to throw that all away?"
Jordyn Brooks shook her head in disgust, while watching the big screen television in the backstage area. Punk and Paul Heyman were face-to-face in the ring. Ever since Punk decided that he didn't want Paul ringside at his matches, it has made Paul Heyman really insane, which led to Paul betraying Punk and costing his opportunity at Money in the Bank.
"Come on Paul? How long are you going to be playing the victim? You have cost me opportunity after opportunity all because I didn't want you by my side anymore! Paul, you brought this all to yourself!" Punk shouted at his former manager, which made the rowdy WWE Universe get more rowdy by the minute.
Jordyn had her arm around her pregnant stomach, smiling at the television because of what Punk had said. She held the tiny hand of her three year old, Andrew, who also was watching his father have a loud discussion with Heyman.
"Mommy, is that why Mr. Heyman never visits us anymore? Because he betrayed daddy?" Andrew asked his mother.
Jordyn turned her attention from the television to her son. "Yes, Andrew," she confirmed. "Mr. Heyman hurt daddy and that's why daddy doesn't like him." she added on.
"I loved you. I risked by body for you. But, apparently, you loved your wife and child more than you valued my managing skills. " Paul's remark earned a few shocked reactions from the WWE Universe.
"Right now, I love my wife and children more than I hate you..." Punk grinded his teeth against each other in anger. He couldn't believe the fact that Paul would be so shocked at the fact that Punk chose his wife and children over him. It would be such a horrible thing if he were to choose Paul over Jordyn, Andrew and that baby girl of his.
"You love your wife and children more than you hate me..." Paul repeated Punk's words over and over, the first time out loud and the next few times, inside his mind. "It would be such a shock, if something were to occur to your wife or children because of what you said."
Punk looked at Heyman confused. What did he mean by if something were to occur to his wife and children. What did the slimy walrus have in mind? This could be part of Paul Heyman's ways to get inside his mind. He would never in his mind do anything to hurt Jordyn, the unborn child and Andrew. He didn't have the will to do such a horrible thing.
"What do you mean?" Punk finally asked confused, running his fingers through his light brown, wolverine hair.
Heyman formed an ugly smirk on his face and snickered at Punk's delusion. " There are things that you won't find out until you go too far..." was what Paul Heyman said, leaving Punk hanging on his word. Heyman exited out of the ring as Punk looked back at him very angrily.
Punk entered the backstage area to find Jordyn and Andrew in one peace. Jordyn walked over to her husband for a huge embrace, but not hard enough to squish the unborn child in her stomach. Punk looked deeply into Jordyn's blue eyes. " I knew that I shouldn't brought you and Andrew to the arena tonight. The atmosphere is too intense, for not only Andrew, but for you and your state of mind -" Punk began, but Jordyn interjected.
"Phil, I'm alright. I can take care of myself. If I didn't know what Adam was getting me into with you, I wouldn't have married you," Jordyn cupped Punk's face and pulled him into a kiss. "Being married to you has always been a test to me, but you have made it the greatest test ever." Punk looked at his wife's smile as the words came out of her mouth.
Jordyn brought out Punk's smile. She loved it when he smiled, it was the first time that he had smiled all day and she was glad that she was able to bring it out to him. "You're the greatest thing ever." was the only thing that he could find himself to say. Jordyn had affect on him. She looked as beautiful as she did five years ago, when he married her.
Punk, Jordyn and Andrew were walking to the parking lot. Punk assisting his pregnant wife through the path of cars. Keeping his eye out for whatever doesn't seem right to him.
"Hey Punk."
The three of them heard a deep male voice yell echo throughout the parking lot. Punk rolled his eyes and turned around to face a Paul Heyman guy, Curtis Axel. Curtis was still in his ring gear, since having a match earlier in the night. He looked pretty angry, possibly, he was angry for Paul Heyman. Curtis saw that Paul was angry about what Punk had said and decided to step up to the plate and confront Punk, with the intentions of doing something so horrible to Punk that it will make Heyman proud of him.
"What do you want, Axel?" Punk's tone of voice had boredom in it. He wasn't in the mood to talk to any other Paul Heyman guys. But, if he had to beat them up, he would do it in a heartbeat, it meant that he would be one step closer to beating the holy hell out of Paul Heyman.
"Paul didn't like the way that you spoke to him earlier in the ring. I don't like it when Paul gets upset. So, I'm here to do something about it." Curtis cracked his knuckles, which Punk took as a signal to turn to Jordyn and Andrew.
"I want you to take Andrew and lock yourselves in the car. Don't come out and don't open it for anyone, but me." Punk anxiously ordered them and kissed Jordyn on the cheek and took a step closer to Curtis.
Jordyn decided that she didn't want to argue with Punk, when he's facing some trouble. So, she grabbed Andrew and ran to find their rental car, when she found their car, she placed Andrew in the backseat and locked his door, then, she went inside the car to the passenger seat and locked the door. Her heart was beating inside her chest, watching the confrontation with Punk and Axel.
Jordyn couldn't hear what was the conversation. Punk delivered a right hook to Axel, making him flinch a bit. Axel punched him back across the jaw, making Punk flinch. Punk turned to Axel and glared at him with his bloody lip.
"It's fucking on."
There was a switch in Punk that made him want to beat the holy hell out of Curtis Axel. Jordyn did her best to shield Andrew's eyes from the intense fight that was erupting outside the car. Punk grabbed Axel's head and rammed it against the hood of the car, he was able to throw a few punches in at Axel's face. Axel was already bleeding from his nose with Punk looking at him pissed off.
"Go tell Heyman, that he doesn't know what I have in store for him." Punk gave a message to Axel to send to Heyman. He delivered one last punch to Axel, before walking away to his car. Jordyn's heart continued to beat, there was something incredibly dangerous, yet sexy when Punk got angry. She couldn't put her finger on it. Jordyn took her hand off Andrew's eyes, when Punk entered the car. Jordyn turned to him, while he looked at the windshield still fuming from that violent encounter that he had with Axel.
"Are we ready to go?" Jordyn asked, breaking the silence between the both of them.
Punk sighed, trying to calm down, not to terrify his wife and child. "Yeah." he responded, before putting the keys into the ignition.
I've always wanted to do a Punk story. So, I'm doing one now. This story was requested by WWE'sFinestDiva2012. I've done two Punk one-shots for her and was thrilled when she wanted me to do a Punk story for her. I don't own anything at all. Jordyn Brooks and Andrew belong to WWE'sFinestDiva2012, everything belongs to the WWE and to themselves. How was the start? Please fave, follow and review! :)
