CHAPTER 1: PHONE COMPLICATIONS

"I HATE YOU!" I screamed into my cellphone, gripping it tightly. There was only one thing that could describe me right now, hatred. Every muscle in my body was tensing up. "I'M DONE WITH YOU DANIEL!" I yelled again. Suddenly I threw my phone at the wall in my GM office. The impacted made a small hole in the wall but I didn't care. It sickened me that Daniel was so controlling over me, I was exhausted of it.

I gathered my things, and headed out the door. I wasn't really sure where I was going, but I needed to get away from this place. It was just too much. Tears started to form up in my eyes, not from being sad but from being angry. I stormed through the hallway, heading towards the parking lot.

By now, my mascara was ruined, but I could care less. Who cares what I look like now. As I was going down the hallway, some of the superstar's faces had a confused look, wondering why I was rushing down the hall. I ignored them and just kept walking.

I made my way around the corner, almost to the parking lot. A few feet headed of me I saw Punk leaning on the wall. He had his phone out. I wiped my tears away so he wouldn't know I was crying. "Hey Ms. A.J." he said and waved, not leaving his eyes away from his phone. He must have heard me coming. I rolled my eyes and just kept walking. "Someone's in a hideous mood today." He exclaimed, placing his cellphone in his back pocket. I shook my head at his comment; he could be so annoying sometimes. "What no hi?" Punk put his hands up. Punk slanted his head slightly noticing something was wrong. He started to walk towards me. "Hey, are you alright there?" I felt one of his hands on my shoulder. I turned around, facing Punk. "I'm fine." I clenched my teeth, my brown eyes full of bitterness. I pushed him away. "Now leave me alone Phil." I started to walk away.

"Whoa hold up a second." Punk said and walked behind me. Punk knew something was up because I never call him by his real name, only when something is bothering me. I went towards my rental car and took out my keys. I didn't want to talk to anyone right now. I wanted to be alone, somewhere that I could be away from everything. Punk stepped in front of the car door, blocking me from unlocking it. "Now, you're going to tell me what's gotten you in such a bad mode." He told me sternly. I sighed heavily "Can you move?" I said in an irritated tone. I didn't want to play his little games. "Sorry, but until you tell me, I'm not leaving this spot." He folded his arms.

"Don't you have a match or something?" I placed one of my hands on my hips, getting more and more aggravated. "Trying to get rid of me all really?" he smirked. "Not so fast there A.J."

"The one thing that I almost hate more then being called crazy, is that repeating myself. Now move." I said, my words dripping like venom. "It's not like you're going anywhere important or anything. Now tell me what's wrong." Punk had concern in his eyes. "In a matter of fact, I am." I was tired of him wasting my time. I pushed him slightly, so I can get in my car. "I will see you later ok Punk?" I told him, shutting the door. He opened his mouth to speak, but I already took off.

I gave the lady at the front desk a fake smile. "Thanks." I took the card key and headed up to my hotel room. Finally, I was alone. I slid the card key, making the door open. As I walked in, I tossed my bag in the corner of the room. The room was decent, it had a queen sized bed, a flat screened television, and a bathroom. The walls where a tannish color, they had gold lining at the top of them.

I went into the bathroom and shut the door. I turned the water on and hopped in the shower. I let the warm water run down my skin. The water was calming me down. It felt refreshing. It was like the water was taking all of my troubles away.

Once I was done, I got out and turned off the water. I grabbed a pair of sweat pants and a Pikachu t-shirt. I quickly got dressed and walked over to the bed and sat down. I reached for my phone and looked at the screen. Luckily, it still worked. It had a scratch on the screen. I shrugged my shoulders; it was only a little scratch. I felt bad how I treated Punk. I shouldn't have yelled at him like that, he was trying to see want was wrong, and I was just being a total asshole.

I unlocked my phone and checked my messages. There was none from Daniel. I rolled my eyes just thinking about his name. Then I noticed there was one from Punk. I pressed the ok button to open it up. My eyes looked at the text, it read: Hey A.J, I know there is something up. I just want to let you know that I will always be there for you. Call or text me anytime ok?

A small smile spread across my lips. I really was thankful to have Punk in my life, even if he got on my nerves. He was way better than Daniel, that's for sure. I placed my phone down on the nightstand and turned off the light and drifted off to sleep.

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