Luck Is For Losers

AJ slowly opened her eyes in her dark office. She smiled to herself realized she was still on her small couch with her husbands arms wrapped around her and throw blanket covering their nude bodies. His face was buried behind her in her messy hair and she ran her thumb over the hand holding hers.

"You're up." his voice greeted.

"You didn't sleep?" She asked curiously.

"Sleep? You only slept for an hour." he smirked. "It's still dark out even though I hear thunder, it's going to be a rainy day."

"I love those kind of days." she admitted with a happy sigh.

"I know you do." he replied kissing the side of her head.

"It's a perfect day to curl up on the couch, order in and watch movies." she suggested.

"I can't stop thinking about your book actually." He admitted.

"Really?" She asked surprised maneuvering herself so she was laying on her back and looked up at her husband who was propped up on his side.

"Yea. I mean clearly I don't know everything." He said to her. "I didn't know that was you that night April."

"At the bar with Jay? How would you?" She asked simply.

"I wish I would have introduced myself to you." He admitted.

"And what would have happened? You would have ran out of the bar with him and left your hot girlfriend and friends behind?" she teased.

"Maybe I could have helped." He shrugged. "I don't know."

"The point of the book isn't because I want sympathy it's because I want people to know that I learned from everything, every bad moment made me who I am today." she reminded him.

"I think the first time we met was memoir worthy." He added quietly and she giggled.

"There are so many moments in the book about us." She assured him. "And it's addressed it's just not detailed. Do you really remember meeting me that well?"

"Of course." He scoffed tightening his arms around her. "I used to dream about it."

"You did not." She laughed.

"Oh, honey believe me." He remarked. "I always dream of what it would have been like if you took me up on my offer."

"Trent was there." AJ reminded him giggling.

"I gave no fucks." He remarked seriously.

"I remember." She smiled thinking about that to that moment...

February 14,2009

AJ had just received tonight was her night. After countless matches against Serena Debb, AJ was about to be dethrone the Queen herself and she'd be walking out with the crown. AJ and Serena got along ok, they were completely different people. And the fact that Serena had moved up to Smackdown and worked with Punk in his Straight Edge Society her head had gotten even bigger. She was not happy to be drowning her 'Queen of UFC' crown to AJ at all. She felt it weakened her.

AJ was backstage talking to Naomi and Wade Barrett before her big match while Serena was off to the side with Punk and Luke.

"This is a good thing. Once you're rid of this silly crown you can be on the road with us full-time." Punk told the young girl he was mentoring.

"She acting like she's winning a real championship." Serena said with disgust nodding over to an excited AJ was a few people walked past her and wished her luck. "Everyone falls all over themselves for her too." she remarked bitterly folding her arms.

"It doesn't matter how small the prize." Punk pointed out. "The women don't get offered a lot in the WWE so take what you can get, you can't be mad that she wants to be the best."

"She's not the best." Serena scoffed. "She trained with Jay Lethal and sucked his dick so she thinks she's the best."

"Lethal huh?" Punk asked running his hand over his long beard.

"Yea. Miss April on the indy scene. Thinks it makes her ten times better than all of us." Serena remarked.

"If she really did train with him then she probably is better but that should motivate you to step up your game." Punk told her and she rolled her eyes.

"Whose side are you on?" Serena demanded.

"Yours. We're a team. If you look good, it makes us all look good." Punk reminded her. "You can lose gracefully."

"Whatever." Serena muttered and stormed off.

"Give me a minute." Punk said to Luke and headed straight ahead to AJ who was finally alone for a minute. "Hello." Punk greeted.

"Hi." AJ said putting on a big smile.

"Punk." He introduced shaking her hand.

"I know who you are." AJ remarked happily "I'm April."

"I know you as well." Punk said shooting her a grin. "I wanted to wish you luck tonight."

"Isn't luck for losers?" She asked cutely causing him to laugh.

"That is true." He agreed. "Ok,have a good match."

"I always do." She informed him smugly and his smile grew larger. He eyed her from head to toe now and AJ titled her head in amusement.

"You have plans for after the show?" he asked her.

"No." She answered a little too quickly.

"Either do I." He pointed out. "So how about you and I hang out?"

"Hang out?" She mocked.

"Back in my hotel room." He told her bluntly.

"Oh, I can't do that. But I'd love to pick your brain one day about wrestling." She shrugged and his mouth dropped in shock.

"You're turning me down?" He asked amused and she nodded.

"I have a boyfriend." She informed him and he scoffed.

"So?" he asked and AJ let out a laugh.

"I'm also not that kind of a girl." She added with a sweet but genuine smile.

"I respect that." He had to admit. "A shame for you though."

"I'm here to wrestle." She told him matter of factly.

"We'd be wrestling." He said simply and she tried not to laugh. "I'm giving you my best material here."

"That's your best material?" She asked giggling.

"Alright, not my best but I'm trying." He said to her. "I'm not just better than wrestling as Lethal."

"If you're looking to get under his skin because you two have this odd pissing contest still, you're really wasting your time because we haven't been together for a long time." She informed him.

"It wasn't just about getting under his skin." Punk told her honestly. "So, you don't have a boyfriend is what you're saying?"

"Wow." AJ laughed enjoying the fact that he didn't quit. "I do."

"Hey Punk." Trent greeted walking over to the two and Punk laughed as Trent kissed AJ hello.

"This guy?" Punk asked pointing at Trent.

"Stop hitting on my girl." Trent warned teasingly.

"She didn't fall for any of it, you've got a good one." Punk told him and shook his hand. "I didn't know she was with you either."

"It's fine." Trent said shaking it back. "It's good to see you."

"You too." Punk said to him. "And it was nice meeting you April, I have a feeling I'll be seeing you around."

"Did you really want to sleep with me or were you really just trying to stick it to Jay?" AJ asked curiously.

"Both." He said simply. "To this day you still have no idea how beautiful you are, tragedy." He frowned looking down at her and brushing her cheek with two gentle fingers. "I wanted to be with you that night and every night after."

"I can think of a few nights you wouldn't even look me in the face." She remarked.

"We had our differences at times." Punk had to admit reluctantly. "You were with someone else."

"And you were with Amy." She shot back. "That's the only reason I was with him."

"I wish you would have picked somebody else." Punk remarked. "How much of him is in your book?" he asked with disgust.

"I didn't use his name." AJ told him. "But yes, of course he's mentioned. One of the my dumb mistakes that lead me to you."

"Did you not mention his name to save his career?" Punk asked cautiously.

"I owe it to him." She whispered and Punk shook his head in disbelief.

"You don't owe him shit." Punk snapped sitting up. The topic of 'him' always made him angry and she didn't blame him.

"Phil-" She started but he was already climbing over her and getting dressed.

"I hate when you say shit like that. You were the one who ended up hurt- not him." Punk reminded her sternly as he put his shirt on over his head.

"I used him." AJ reminded him sadly.

"So that means he gets a pass for what he did?" Punk asked her seriously. "To get that angry? What did he fucking think anyway? Everyone knew we had something going on and he was a fucking moron if he didn't see what everyone else did and what was the excuse for after I left?"

"You're right." AJ forced out.

"Don't just say that because that's what I want to hear, say it because you believe it." He practically ordered.

"I do believe it." She whispered looking up at him, wrapping the wool blanket around her body tighter.

"It drives me mad." He admitted falling to his knees before her and cupping her face. "That I wasn't there-"

"You were there." She pointed out. "You were my hero, you were then and you still are now."

"I hate that he gets to go out every night and do what he loves and no one knows what he's truly capable of." He said to her. "I hate that you had to leave and just because he was a chess piece in our little song and dance before we got together shouldn't have given him a free pass."

"I just don't want to think about it and I didn't want people to think I was lying. That this book was just a way to bash the people I used to work with it's so much more." She told him and he stood up clearly not happy with that response. "Where are you going?" she asked watching him walk to the door.

"I"m going to take Larry out." He told her.

"It's only 3:30 and it's about to rain." She argued.

"He can piss at anytime no matter the weather." He said not even looking back at her as he walked out the door.

AJ was left feeling extra cold in the room. Punk was very sensitive of this he. He almost cost AJ her marriage, he definitely cost AJ her career and Punk couldn't stand to hear or see him. Although he did awful things to try to tear AJ's marriage apart she did feel bad because she did in fact use him to get under Punk's skin which worked all to well...

A/N: Just a short teasing chapter. Who is he? What the hell did he do? And keep up with the suggestions I'll try my best to fit them all into the story.