"Ziggy!" AJ screamed as she banged on his locker room door. She had been there for a good five minutes, banging and screaming like a lunatic. She knocked once more, calling his name again. "Ziggy! Open up! We need to talk!"
For weeks, Dolph Ziggler has been one step ahead of arch-nemesis Alberto Del Rio, upending the World Heavyweight Champion at every turn. But with Del Rio's championship gold on the line at Money in the Bank, The Showoff came up just short, and for that, he only has one person to blame: his squeeze, AJ Lee. It killed her, knowing that she was the sole reason why Dolph wasn't World Champion. Once Del Rio removed his knee pad and signaled for yet another strike to Ziggler's head, AJ could stand by no more and, without any signal from The Showoff, she entered the ring and clobbered Del Rio from behind with the butterfly-emblazoned title. She was just trying to help. Del Rio was trying to injure him again, and she couldn't stand losing him again.
The WWE official had no choice but to disqualify Ziggler for AJ's actions, enraging not only the WWE Universe in Philadelphia but also Ziggler, who looked ready to continue on. Realizing her mistake, AJ fretted in the ring while Ziggler erupted, saying "I should be champion." The Showoff then briskly exited the ring, leaving a distressed AJ Lee all alone in the squared circle, to the sounds of the Wells Fargo Center's chants of "You screwed Ziggler."
"AJ." Big E appeared next to her, but she ignored him. She banged some more before he grasped her wrists. "Calm down. He doesn't want to talk to you. Or anyone for that matter."
"I have to apologize!" she squealed, trying to squirm free. "I didn't mean to cost him the title!"
"Let him calm down," Big E said, "He'll talk to you when he's ready to talk to you." AJ took deep breaths. Big E pulled her into a hug, and she hugged him back. If there was one person who could calm her down, it was Langston. Not only was he her and Ziggler's bodyguard, he was their friend, or "adopted son" as they liked to call him. "Want to go watch the rest of the show together?"
"Yeah," said AJ, "It'll take my mind off of...him." She was afraid to say his name; she might end up getting worked up again. Right now, she was going to focus on the rest of the pay-per-view and her friendship with Big E. She'd worry about Dolph later.
CM Punk, Randy Orton, Daniel Bryan, Christian, Sheamus and a returning Rob Van Dam. It was the Money in the Bank "All-Stars" match. A match for the WWE Championship contract. And no one wanted that title more than Punk. Bodies were practically everywhere. Even Curtis Axel found his way ringside, and was met with a GTS.
With Paul Heyman at ringside screaming encouraging words, Punk scaled the ladder as quickly as his damaged leg would allow him to. He almost made it to the top, Punk had his fingertips on the briefcase when Paul threw that other ladder on his legs, causing him to fall a little. Paul continued to strike him with the ladder until Punk was standing on the floor, leaning against the ladder that he had been climbing. He looked at Paul and continued to breath heavily, wondering if this was this really happening. He stared into Paul's eyes, trying to figure out exactly what he was thinking. He had lied. He had sworn on his own children...and lied.
And the look in Paul Heyman's eyes said that he didn't give a damn.
Paul threw the ladder again, this time the steel ladder bashing against the Straight Edge Superstar. He instantly collapsed to the ground, blood trickling from a gash in his forehead. The brazen assault nullified The Straight Edge Superstar, giving Randy Orton the opportunity to capture his first Money in the Bank contract.
Now he rested in the trainer's office, listening to the trainer's words. "You were treated with 13 for a wound on the top of his cranium. You were unconscious for a while as well. Just take it easy for a while, okay?"
"Sure," said Punk. Like that was going to happen. He stood up and limped out of the office, and nearly bumped into AJ. "Watch where you're going," he hissed.
"You mad?" asked AJ with a smirk.
"Damn right I'm mad," answered Punk, "Pretty sure you're mad as well, considering the fact that your Ziggy left without you."
"Left?" repeated AJ. She sighed, her brown eyes becoming shiny with tears. Great, now he made a girl cry...a crazy girl, no less. Without thinking, Punk pulled AJ into a hug, letting her cry into his chest.
"Um, it's gonna be alright," he said awkwardly, "He was just mad."
"I know," sighed AJ. Suddenly, she shoved Punk away. "What was that for?"
"You were crying," said Punk, "So I hugged you."
"You don't seem like the hugging type," AJ said. Punk shrugged again. "Well, I guess I'll go tell Big E to drive me over to Raw. Sorry again, about Paul."
"Whatever," Punk said, "I'll live. Paul on the other hand is a different story."
"I was the one who was supposed to do that," said AJ with a smile.
"I don't think you can even pick up a ladder," said Punk, smirking. AJ scoffed. "And congrats on beating Kaitlyn again. For a second, I didn't think you could pull it off. The way she kept spearing you every single week..."
"Every time she spears me, an angel dies," responded AJ, "I brought back some of those angels to life when I made her tap. You know, I'm starting to think that my Black Widow is more lethal than your Anaconda Vice."
"We'll see about that," said Punk, running his fingers through his hair. He winced as his tattooed fingers rubbed against all thirteen of the staples in his head. "Dammit Paul," he muttered to himself.
"Just when you decide to grow your hair back," chuckled AJ, "You can't even run your hands through it."
"Shouldn't you be going to fetch you're bodyguard or whatever?" said Punk, "I have to go."
"Bye," said AJ, skipping away. As Punk walked-or rather limped-back to the locker room, he couldn't help but wonder why AJ kept appering out of nowhere. Was he a refrigerator, and was AJ a magnet? It didn't matter to him. He vowed to avoid the Divas Champion at all costs.
In case you couldn't notice, I created a brand new cover for this story! I like it, do you? Anyway, decided to skip right to MITB. Hope it wasn't too confusing. Hope you liked it! I'll update soon, 'kay? ;)
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