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I tried to open my eyes but they felt like they weighed a ton, all I could see was white, I could hear quiet voices talking and I could feel an intense throbbing in the back if my head. I tried to move my right arm, but it was weighed down by something or someone laying on it, averting my gaze downwards I discovered it was Punk; he'd fallen asleep on my arm. "It has awakened at last!" someone announced jokingly making me jump and causing Punk to wake up

"Who was the genius that woke me up?" Punk grumbled looking around trying to find the source of the voice

I looked around; it wasn't a hospital that's for sure, "Where the bloody hell am I exactly?" I asked ignoring Cody and Phil's bickering

"The medical room," Sheamus answered, beaming at me

I nodded and sat up, rubbing my head, the rough and itchy material of bandages met my touch, I groaned. An intense throbbing sensation could be felt at the back of my head, "What'd she do use the heaviest freaking chair she could find? Jesus Christ," I probably sounded like a six-year-old child, and to that I thought what the fuck ever

"Knowing that grudge holding bitch, probably," The Houston native replied to my rhetorical question clenching her fist

"You alright?" I asked her

"Yeah, just a couple of scratches, I'll live," she replied, her anger seemed to have dissolved quickly

I turned to see Phil holding Cody in a headlock, I rolled my eyes smiling, he may be 32 (I'm totally making that up!) but mentally he was still a teenager. "Really guys?" I asked crossing my legs on the bed I sat on

Punk looked up, "Yes really, midget," I mentally face-palmed, I wasn't about to cause myself even more of a headache

"Midget?" Kaitlyn asked raising a brow

"I've always been smaller, so he calls me midget, either that or leprechaun," I said making Sheamus choke on laughter

"You? A leprechaun? Somehow I don't see that happening lass," he coughed out after his fit of laughter

I smirked, "Nope me neither," I shrugged "But hey ho,"

Around half an hour had passed, in which time we had gotten back to the hotel, and we were all huddled in Phil's room watching some sort of horror film. I wasn't really watching it, I was too busy staring at Phil, and he'd changed quite a bit after he left. His hair was closely shaven, his beard had grown, he had added to his collection of tattoos, his nose looked a little broken and he no longer had his ear piercings in. I suddenly remembered when we first met, it was one of the few good childhood memories I had.

I sat glumly against the rough bark of the tree that grew in one of the far corners of the park I lived near; dried tears clung to my cheeks just like the bruises that clung to my skin. I pulled my knees to my chest and rested chin on top of them, wishing all the pain away, wishing al the bullies to leave my mind, wishing my dad to leave and wishing for a friend…

My musings were interrupted by the snapping of a twig, I looked up to see a boy, was a couple of years older than me by the looks of things. He had dark hair and a pair of amazing hazel eyes that I could get lost in. He smiled at me, that smile faltered however, when he noticed my tears, "Are you alright?" he asked me squatting down so he could see my face better

I remained mute looking down at the grass, I felt his hand on top of mine looked up and saw that had sat cross legged in front of me, "It's okay y'know," he said making me frown at him in confusion "to tell me what's wrong I mean," he clarified with another small smile

I looked away, unable to meet his gaze, "It's nothing," I looked at him, somehow managing a small smile, "really I'm fine"

Now it was his turn to frown, "No, you're not okay, I can tell, you've been crying," he stated, determination evident in his voice "Please tell me what's up,"

"You don't even know who I am, why would you care?" I mumbled looking away

"I care because unlike those bastards at school who don't give a shit, I care about how you feel, I get bullied by the boys at school too," he looked down for a moment, composing himself "I know how it feels, I just wanna know what's wrong so I can help you," he said, inching closer to me taking both my hands firmly into his

I sighed, "You're not gonna leave me alone unless I tell what's wrong, are you?" I asked with narrowed eyes and a small smile

He chuckled and shook his head, "Nope," he popped the 'p'

I sighed "Well, my dad beats me up, I get bullied on a daily basis, mostly because of my accent and hair and then I get threatened by them all to not tell anyone," I shuddered , "They say, my dad included by the way, that they'll hurt me," tears had broken loose by this point , "That's why I was crying, I'm a-afraid," I was full-out sobbing by this point

"Shhh, it's all gonna be okay I promise," he'd pulled me into a hug, I rested my head on his shoulder and sobbed into his chest,

A good five minutes had passed and my choking sobs had turned into soft hiccups, "I n-never caught your name," I said, a small laugh escaped me

I felt him laugh softly "It's Phil; everyone just seems to call me Punk though,"

"Mine's Sabrina," I told him pulling back to look at him

"I think I'll just call you Rina, Sabrina's just too much to say," he laughed

I smiled and snuggled into his chest, from there on in we were as close as close can be.

I smiled fondly at the memory, I looked around, and Sheamus had fallen asleep on the arm ofthe couch, Kaitlyn was snuggled into Cody's side, both of them soundly asleep and Punk was walking in carrying a can of Pepsi, "I guess we're the only ones awake then," I said with a smile

He smirked back with a shrug, "Figures," he said

He plonked himself down on the couch next to me, "How's about we watch a couple more movies?" he asked slipping an arm around my shoulder

I grinned "Why not,"

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