A/N: I've been keeping up with updates for this one like crazy! Thank you Hardyboyz4eva for the reviews And this' chapter will explain the hotel scene so, enjoy~ BTW this is in Punk's POV.

*Flashback*

"Well, we're here." I sighed as we got back to the hotel after getting breakfast from Ihop. Chris had patted me on the shoulder. "Don't worry about it, Phil. I'm sure that things'll work out between you two and everything will be back to normal and before you know it, you two'll be dating again."

"Chris is right, Phil. I'm sure after you talk things out with him that everything will just kinda patch itself up." Shawn said with a smile. I bit my lip-ring and looked at them both.

"You guys really think so?"

"Of course!" Chris smiled as he gave me a kiss on the forehead.

"What the fuck is this?" I heard you ask me. It didn't exactly help that Chris had his hands on my shoulders and that he had just removed his lips from my forehead.

*End of Flashback*

"Chris, are you okay?" Shawn had asked Chris as he held his nose. You ended up breaking it and making it bleed. He just nodded at Shawn. "I-i'm fine...Punk, i'm so sorry, I didn't think that Jeff would be here and think that we were-"

"You know what, Chris? It's okay." I stopped him and sighed. "I'm...Even if I did explain it to Jeff, he'd just think that I was lying to him and that you me and Shawn were in some kind of threesome or something. I'm just...i'm gonna go back to my room."

"Phil, don't do anything crazy..."

"I'm not, i'm just gonna take a long nap. I'll...i'll just talk to you guys later..." I said as I took the elevator onto the floor where my hotel room was at. I got on the floor and walked back to my room before I opened it with my card key and shut the door tight behind me, making sure that it was closed as I locked it.

I was against the back of the door and I slumped to the floor and put my head in my knees and started to cry. "Jeff..." I said with a sob. I loved you so much that it hurt. And now...now you probably- no, I knew that you would never want to see me again. And who could blame you? Even if I bothered to try telling you what had really happened, something bad would just happen again and we'd end up in the same predicament.

"Maybe I should just go away...I wouldn't hurt you anymore..."I said to myself as I wiped away my tears. You were my everything and in an instant you were gone out of my life, just like that. There wouldn't be anymore happy times between us. No more being greeted by warm and welcoming hugs, followed by sweet kisses. No more of you making love to me. No us. I bit my lip and sighed as I got up off of the floor.

I went into the bathroom and ran the tub water until it was warm to my liking and then I put the water-stopped in. I stripped myself down to nothing before I hesitantly grabbed the blue razor that was on the sink off of it. The bath had quickly gotten full and I had stopped the water. I got in the tub and adjusted myself so that my back was comfortable.I had forgotten that my bandages were still on, so I put the razor on the tub rim as I undid them, revealing my tattoos. I tossed the bandages off to the bathroom floor and grabbed the razor. I pulled it apart so that I could get the blade from out of it and I just looked at it. If I didn't do it, i'd have to go to SMACKDOWN! for the rest of my days in the WWE feeling awful about we had happened between us. But, on the other hand, there wouldn't be anymore of well...anything.

No more suffering...no more heartbreak...no more anger...no more you. You didn't even feel the way that you did for me 10 months ago anymore. There wouldn't be any point of me hanging around any longer. Besides, if I did die, Vince would just hire some rookie who'd be the next CM Punk. End of story. So, there wouldn't be any tragic loss of any kind. It'd just be the death of some heartbroken loser who ultimately screwed up the best thing he had ever had. So, I made up my mind and put the blade at my right wrist before I cut into it. The blood dripped out of the cut and into the water, causing some of it to turn pink. I repeated the process over and over, getting lower and lower on my arm, as more and more blood had started to leak out of my cuts.

I was starting to feel dizzy and light-headed. It was only a matter of time now. "Bye, Jeff..." I said before everything started to fade and then everything went black.

TBC...

A/N: Damn these short chapters! *Curses nothingness* Well, hope that cleared up a few things. So, I hope that you enjoyed this chapter and please feel free to review. Your feedback lets me know how i'm doing. c: