Okay, okay, okay! Since I've gotten so many reviews to continue, I will! Especially with the storyline right now! So, ladies and gentlemen, I now present you chapter 2...
AJ POV:
A speed building Punk kept walking faster and faster, which made it harder to catch up to him. Ugh... I'm in no mood for this!
"Punk! Please!" Punk wouldn't budge with my calls, so I guess I have to run behind him. He didn't even notice me getting that neat him until I was able to get a hold of his tattooed arm. "AJ! Please! That bastard deserves it! After crushing your heart this way! And shoving you into our storyline with Kane! It ain't fair April!" Punk called me by my real name, scaring me a bit.
"But Punk... That's exactly why I don't want you to do anything stupid. The three of us have that storyline going on and as if things couldn't get anymore awkward."
"But AJ..."
"Please Punk... Just wait till Money In The Back. Please, do it for me, your best friend," I could tell Punk noticed my tone was a mixture of hurt, confusion, and sincerity.
"Fine. But only because your my best friend," as a thank you, I embraced Punk into a hug.
"Thanks."
Smackdown! Live. July 3, 2012
I literally can't believe the things the stupid WWE creative team makes me do! Kiss my best friend and then throw him into a table! What the fuck is that? The only thing I didn't mind was throwing Daniel into the table. That bastard deserves it...
Anyways, tonight they're making me do an interview with dumbass Michael Cole. Great... I've had interviews with him and let me just tell you... They don't end pretty...
"April!" I turned around to the sound of my name, but then I immediately regretted doing so.
"What Allison?" the tall blonde woman that stood before me had a cheeky smile plastered over her face.
"Here's your script for tonight," I hesitated in grabbing the script, it was coming from Allison for Pete's sake, but I have to know what stupid thing they have me doing tonight. As I flipped through the pages, I saw TWO things that caught my eye.
*Kisses Daniel Bryan for approximately one minute. Then CM Punk for 25 seconds*
*Written by Allison Winters*
"What the fuck is this Allison?" I shoved the script back to her, making her light skin burn up.
"Your script!"
"I know! But why is it written by you?" Allison once again formed an evil smile, making me take a step back from her.
"They didn't tell you? I'm the new writer for your storyline with Phil and Daniel," I couldn't believe what I was hearing...
"What? Why? Doesn't the WWE Creative writing team know you had a relationship with Phil? They'll be stupid to trust you with this!"
"They don't have to know! And if I find out you tell them something little miss. crazy, I'll make sure to bury you. I didn't when you ruined my relationship with Phil, but in this case, I will!" Allison shoved me aside, making me erupt in so many ways, but I decided to let it side. She isn't worth it... She isn't worth it...
Daniel's smirk that was plastered all over his mouth scared me a bit as I got closer to him. I had the urge of slapping him and running away from her, but I knew that'd cost me my job so I had to take it...
I was able to imagine all the WWE universe's expressions. Disgust. I would to if I was seeing this. But I'm experiencing it! Daniel's kisses weren't like they were before... They felt like... The kiss of death...
After the minute was over, I remembered what I had to do... Crap... I don't wanna kiss Punk. He's like my... Brother... He's my best friend... But I had too... I turned around to run towards Punk, twirling him around, him getting a legit confused expression. As I put my arms around his neck I heard him ask...
"What are you doing?" I immediately thought it was part of the script so I played along and as I was ordered... Kissed him... And no lie... It felt right...
I awaited Punk after I skipped out of the ring. I wanted to tell him all about stupid Allison and her stupid writing skills.
"AJ!" Punk's yell interrupted my thoughts. As I walked closer to him, I could tell that he was actually... Mad...
"Punk! Guess what I found out!"
"No AJ! What the fuck was that out there?" Punk's question caught me off guard. His hazel eyes seriously scared me. Didn't he know what Allison did? Fuck...
