Punk lee story 3
"Ziggy! Please answer the door!" with her fist, AJ knocked on the door, aggressively. She really wanted to apologize to Dolph about getting him disqualified and costing his chance at the World Championship. All AJ wanted to do was help her boyfriend become World Champion again and put an end to Alberto Del Rio's reign. AJ had already been embarrassed once tonight, with Dolph leaving her stranded in the ring and she really didn't want to be knocking on the locker room door for him like an idiot—too late, that's exactly what CM Punk thought AJ was looking like at this moment.

Speaking of CM Punk, he was across the hallway, warming up for the Money in the Bank ladder match later in the night, when he happened to hear a loud and ferocious knock, that he couldn't concentrate thanks to. Punk followed the noise, until he saw AJ knocking on the door, like an idiot. AJ was banging on the locker room door, with her two fists. Punk was surprised that AJ didn't go barging into the locker room because she's done that on a few occasions with for Cena and Dolph. He laughed at the petite champion's efforts of getting her boyfriend outside, so they can talk.

"AJ let him cool off. He doesn't want to talk to you." Punk shouted from across the hallway, before approaching her close.

"I need to talk to him. I need to apologize to him. I didn't mean to cost him his match." AJ looked at Punk, like she was prepared to cry. All she wanted to do was help Dolph win back the World Championship. So, her plan backfired and he's completely pissed at her? Don't all couples get pissed at each other at a few points in the relationship?

"I know you didn't AJ, I know that you were just trying to help." Punk consulted her. "But, you need to let him cool off." with his hand on her back, he gently guided her away from the Superstars' locker room. To AJ, it felt nice that have Punk's hand on her back. It made her feel comforted and it made her feel like she had nothing to worry about. Then AJ realized, she hated Punk—this was the same man that broke her heart last year and there she is, letting him control her.

"Wait a minute." AJ said, which made Punk stop and look at her. "I'm supposed to be plotting my revenge on you! Why the hell am I leaving with you? I'm supposed to be trying to talk to my boyfriend!"AJ ran back to the locker room door and began to bang on it with her two fists. "Ziggy! I need to talk to you! Please come out!"

"Damn it, AJ." Punk muttered under his breath and went to pull her away from the door. He grabbed AJ by her waist to pull her away from the door. AJ wasn't going to give up without a fight, she was trying everything to squirm out of Punk's hold, but it was no match for Punk's strength. "Come on AJ, I know what to do with you." was what he said, when he had an idea to how to keep AJ still and stay away from his match later in the night.

He decided to tie her up to a chair.

"Punk, what the hell is this?" AJ yelled at him, trying to get lose of the hold of the thick rope that was around her. Punk actually had the nerve to tie her up to a chair. Honestly, when you have a chick as crazy as AJ, it doesn't leave you with a lot of options to keep her still.

Punk folded his arms. A smirk was on his face as he watched AJ tried to break free of the ropes. "You can try to break free, but this is good rope. It's the opposite of you, AJ. It's impossible to break."

"So, you're just going to leave me here until…" she paused as she waited to hear Punk's answer.

"Until my match is over or if you show that you're able to be trusted." Punk finished her sentence. "It looks like you're not going to be interfering in my match tonight."

AJ pouted and stomped her foot in protest. AJ had intentions of ruining Punk's chances at Money in the Bank, but it seems like her plans are going to never occur. This night couldn't be more worse is what AJ thought. She was tied to a chair and it left her with no options at all. All she had to do was watch the WWE Championship Money in the Bank ladder match. She sighed and watched the television.

There AJ watched—Punk slowly climbing up the ladder. The effects of the match were really catching up to him. Paul Heyman tried to rally him to get the briefcase. Oh how she hated Paul Heyman. That guy embarrassed her in numerous occasions; she has no clue, why Punk even let him follow him around all the time. Thank God, Punk got his brain back and decided to take control of her own career. There was Punk—inches away from that briefcase, he is just a fingertip away from winning the briefcase.

"Come on Punk…" she kept repeating over and over. Then she realized it, she didn't want Punk to win. That he deserved to be in that amount of pain that he was in right now. "What the hell are you doing, AJ?" she asked herself forcefully. "You hate the guy, he broke your heart. You don't want him to win." she tried to convince herself as she looked at the match.

Paul Heyman steps his leg in between the ropes and into the ring, barking at Punk to grab the briefcase. Paul stands next to a ladder and has it in his possession. Punk was finally on the top step of the ladder, trying to balance himself. Paul threw the ladder on Punk's leg and Punk grabbed on to his leg in pain. Paul hits him with the ladder again and Punk falls to the ground. Paul is looking back at Punk with anger in his eyes, holding back the ladder. Punk is looking really hurt and angry as Paul throws the ladder at him again and quickly walked out of the ring.

AJ is in compete shock—that was supposed to be here that was going to ruin Punk's chances of winning Money in the Bank. AJ is not focused on that anymore, as much as she hates to admit it. She's pretty concerned about Punk. The man he thought was one close friend of his turned his back on him. AJ knew what Punk felt. He felt upset, angry, hurt, like he wants to hurt someone. Those were the same things that she felt, with every heart break that she experienced.

AJ heard a door open and Big E appeared in the room. Big E is looked at AJ in such disbelief. AJ looked down and realized that she was still tied up. Worrying about Punk made her forget about being held captive. "This..." AJ looked down to the rope that had her still. "Was supposed to keep me still." she added on.

"AJ, what am I going to do with you." Big E sighed as he went to untie his petite little friend and champion.

When AJ was untied, she looked back at the rope that was on the ground now. "I thought it would be impossible to break free from that rope." she titled her head and studied the rope. "Punk said that it was good rope."

"Are you kidding me?" Big E chuckled and picked up the rope on the ground and held it up for AJ to look at it. "This rope was the easiest thing to untie." he continued to laugh as began to walk out the door.

Was AJ just duped by CM Punk? "That son of a bitch..." AJ muttered under her breath and followed Big E out the door.