A/N: Finally a new chapter. I'm trying to finish this before I get super busy with school, especially since I'm taking more classes than last semester. Also, I'm ready for the Royal Rumble tonight! Kind of hoping for Cody to win. Anyway, enjoy!

AND EVEN I KNOW THIS AIN'T SMART

I had shifted in my sleep a little, when I felt the sun hitting my face. Slowly opening my eyes, I blinked a bit; adjusting to the sunlight. Last night was amazing. I have never been touched by anyone like that in my whole entire life and it was different; I loved it. Glancing over at the clock, I noticed that it was a little past ten in the morning and…that Punk wasn't next to me on the bed. Sitting up, I got out of bed and grabbed his shirt that was laying on the floor and I put it on, going to look for him.

Stepping out of his room, the smell of bacon lead me to where he was and I headed into the kitchen. Making my way towards him, I wrapped my arms around him from behind, then he turned to face me.

"Morning."

"Morning." I mumbled a bit.

"Sleep well?"

"Mhm, really well."

Punk let out a small chuckle and kissed my forehead, wrapping his arms around me. "I'm making breakfast, that cool?"

"Fine with me." I nodded as he pulled away to continue cooking.

"So last night…" he started.

"Was different and I liked it."

"You know if Mike finds out, things could end up badly."

I nodded a little. I may have forgotten about him.

"I know." I sighed. "I don't think he'd find out though."

"You never went home last night." he told me as he fixed me a plate of food. "How are you going to explain that one."

"I'll think of something, don't worry. He's not going to find out."

"How are you so sure?"

"Please." I snorted and then nodded my thanks as he handed me the plate. "Mike could care less about me these days. I'll call him and tell him I crashed at a friend's house or something. He won't question it."

"If you're sure."

"I am." I nodded as I started to eat. "Even if he did find out, I wouldn't rat you out or anything, they don't need to find out about you."

"Yeah because I'd be so scared." he snorted.

"Oh, look at you, mister tough man." I chuckled.

He let out a small laugh and we continued to eat the rest of our food. I did have to go back to Mike today and explain where I was, I'd think of something. I mean, he wouldn't find out about this, so no need to worry. Right?

Five Months Later….

It's been five months since I spent the night with Punk and we're still sneaking around. Believe me, I do feel bad that I'm doing this to Mike, but he still hardly pays me any mind. When I went home that day, I had explained to him that a friend of mine needed me and I spent the night there. He believed me and didn't question it. I still go out and make appearances with Mike during events and keep up the whole happy couple act, but as soon as I am able to have time to myself or not have to go anywhere with Mike, I spend all my time with Punk. It's gotten to the point that we already told each other how much we love each other and oh how I do love him.

Tonight I have another event to attend with Mike, which will be at the local banquet hall, where Punk will be working at tonight. Oh how interesting this will be.

I looked into the mirror, adjusting my dress and making sure I looked okay before I went to meet up with Mike. I was at Punk's place, where we once again spent the night before tangled up in the sheets, giving into our desire for one another. I felt his arms wrap around my waist from behind as he placed a kiss on my shoulder.

"Why do you have to leave me so early?" he jokingly whined.

I let out a small laugh and turned to face him, placing a small kiss on his lips. "I have to go and make sure everything looks okay, then greet all the people as they come in."

"How…boring."

"Tell me about it." I said as I shook my head. "If you had let me leave last night, I would have come over now and spent the whole morning with you." I teased.

"Are you complaining?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Maybe, maybe not." I shrugged playfully.

He snorted. "You're asking for it."

"Of course I am." I said rolling my eyes. "Apparently I always do with you."

"Well I mean, you can't get enough of me. Don't blame you either, I mean I'm such a stud."

"Shut up." I laughed as I pulled away from him. "So, how do I look?"

He looked me over and smiled a little. "Beautiful, like you always do."

I felt myself blushing and smiled back at him. "Thank you. I'll see you at the event. Try not to hit on me while there, sir."

"I'll try but I'm not making any promises."

"Lord, what am I going to do with you?" I chuckled as I grabbed my jacket and put it on, grabbing my belongings.

"I can think of a few things."

"I bet. Anyway, gotta go. You're distracting me." I said as I turned to leave, but was pulled back by him, for a kiss.

"I'll see you later. Love you."

"Love you too."

It's been a couple of hours since I left Punk's place and came to the hall. People had started arriving and I made sure to greet them all and mingle with them when Mike was around. I noticed Punk a few times and had to look away because God help me, he was driving me crazy. I spent most of night by Mike and even answered some questions that interviewers had, since he invited some of the local news media to join us this evening. When we weren't being bombarded by people and making our rounds, Mike was acting like….the Mike I used to know. It certainly surprised me.

We all enjoyed a nice dinner and a couple of dances after, then Mike had to give a speech, which meant I had to stand by his side. He called everyone to the dance floor, while he stood in the middle and spoke. Most of his speech was about the changes he was promising and about all the different events that would be happening soon.

"Lastly…I wanted to take a moment and call my girlfriend over." he said as he looked at me and extended his arm out.

I was confused but grabbed a hold of his hand and faced him. "Mike…"

"Don't say anything just yet. We've been together for a long time and you've been by my side through everything, you are just so amazing. I don't know what I'd do without you and I certainly don't want to lose you." he said, then went down on one knee.

Holy shit. No, no, no.

"So I ask you, do me the honor and be my wife. Will you marry me?"

Gasps were heard throughout the room and honestly, I didn't know what to do. I wasn't happy with him, I was happy with Punk. Punk...

I glanced around the room a bit and looked over at him. He looked confused and intrigued at the same time, waiting for my answer. I then looked back at Mike. With all these media people here and our friends and family in the room…how do I even say no? I…can't do this to him in front of everyone, so I did what I thought was best.

"Yes."

After a ton of congratulations and photos were taken, I headed outside to get some air. I had said yes and boy did Punk looked pissed when I did that. I feel horrible. I knew this was going to kick me in the ass sooner or later.

"So I guess a congratulations is in order, huh?"

I looked over and frowned.

"Punk…"

"Don't even." he said. "I mean, what even possessed you to say yes. I thought you weren't happy."

"I'm not happy. I just couldn't say no in front of all those people. You don't know how embarrassing that would be for him."

"Oh so you have to protect him? I get it. You just can't come out with the truth and tell him about what's been going on."

"Are you kidding me? Do you know how much shit I'd get? Hell, how much you would get. I'm protecting you too. I don't need the media to go after you and…"

"Please, save it for somebody who cares." he shook his head as he put his jacket on and started his motorcycle. "You know what the fucked up part is? I thought that you really did love me."

"I do love you Punk."

"Yeah, you sure did show it." he snorted. "Don't bother calling me or coming by anymore, I'm done with you."

"Punk…" I frowned as tears brimmed my eyes. He shook his head and then sped off.

I let out a groan and kicked the trash can next to me, shaking my head furiously.

"Lover boy was all mad, I see." I heard and turned, facing Mike.

"Mike uh, no…"

"I know."

As if this night could get any worse.

"How did you…"

"I may not pay any mind to a lot of the things you do, but when it comes to something like this, I'm not stupid. I've known since the first night you stayed with him. I saw you leave with him and put two and two together."

I let out a sigh. "Mike, I'm sorry that I've been cheating on you…but I love him and it's just…"

"Just nothing. How could you love somebody like…him?" Mike asked in disgust. "He's no good for you and is clearly done with you. You don't need him. We're getting married and that's that. Clean up and come back inside, we've got more people to attend to." he said as he headed back inside.

I went to respond to him, but he was already gone. If Mike knew, then he must have planned this to break us apart. I need to fix this and do what was best for me. I feel nothing for Mike, but what I had with Punk….was different. I love him and I am going to get him back, but how can I when I have to marry Mike?

A/N: There's chapter two. One more chapter left. Review :)