Punk lee story 4

AJ did not see it coming—it hit her like a ton of bricks. Her heart was aching in the inside. How could he do this to her? How can he break her heart like the other before him had done? AJ was a wreck right now, she began to throw chairs across the room and kick boxes around out of the pint up frustration that comes within a break-up. That's right—Dolph broke up with AJ earlier in the night and the only one that can seem to calm her down was her only friend, Big E Langston. Big E would usually hold her back if she wanted. AJ was screaming and yelling out of her own heartbreak. She knew that she had to get revenge on the man that she once called Ziggy.

When Dolph was competing in his match against Alberto Del Rio, AJ rang the bell, which got the referee, Alberto and Dolph confused. No one got a pinfall victory, no one got a submission victory and no one got themselves disqualified. Dolph looked at his ex-girlfriend as she held the hammer, which was used to ring the bell. And with Dolph distracted, Alberto was able to capitalize for the victory and quickly escaped out of the ring. With Dolph all alone in the ring, Big E came to the ring and attacked Dolph and capitalized with his finisher—Dolph was out for the night. AJ then came back to the ring; trash talked to her former lover and gave a sloppy kiss on the lips, before laughing hysterically out of the ring, with Big E following her.

The cameras followed AJ and Big E laughing backstage. AJ, mocking, her boyfriend's reaction, while Big E, laughed at her impersonation. AJ then bumped right into someone, the person turned around and it revealed to be one man.

CM Punk.

"Oh Hi Punk, did you see what happened out there with Zig—I mean, Dolph?" AJ asked him, while elbowing Big E for back-up.

Punk removed his ear buds from his ears and looked at the petite brunette. "I could care less about what happened between you and Dolph. I have my bigger things to worry about."

"Oh yeah, your own manager turned on you last night. Real bummer, Punk—I know that you want to hear this; I heard Brock Lesner was in the building. I would pay attention to my surroundings if I were you." AJ chuckled as slowly walked past him.

Big E got in Punk's way and both of them exchanged glares at one another, before Big E walked past him to follow AJ. Punk was left looking at every direction with an emotionless facial expression.

"Here's the kicker to it all, best friend, brother, business son, man who wouldn't be my client, you made me swear on my children but it was my children, who made me see it so clearly—'Daddy, why doesn't Punk listen to you like Brock listens to you?' –'Daddy, isn't Brock going to hurt Punk?'—'Daddy, can Punk beat Brock Lesner?' And if you want to know why I double crossed, why I betrayed you, why I cost you your opportunity to cash in Money in the Bank for the WWE title, here's the harshest truth of all—I betrayed you is because: CM Punk, you can't beat Brock Lesner!"

There wasn't one word that could describe how Punk felt at this moment. Angry would not be the word that describes how he was feeling at this moment. Furious didn't even measure up to what he was feeling. You can find all the words you want to describe Punk's feeling, but it won't be enough to describe it as he felt the back of his head, where thirteen staples were located.

Are you done?" Punk finally responded. Paul was smiling sinisterly. Punk continued. "Do you want to talk about the truth? I saw first hand last night that the truth does hurt. And maybe, I shouldn't have seen it coming, but damn it Paul, I trusted you and all I have to show from it are thirteen staples on my head. But another truth is that you do know me better than anyone else."

" Paul, you do know when I'm lying, and you know when I'm telling the truth, you know what I want something, you know I am the most relentless man on the planet and I won't stop until I get it. And the truth is Paul; I'm going to get you. And this time, I swear on your children that I am going to get you and I will get everyone that conspired against me, every single of your associates, everyone who had knowledge about it and enjoyed it. Your friends, your clients, your family—anyone between the time I get my hands on you and now that steps in between you and I will rip apart and I will hurt. You want the truth? The truth is that you don't have a future because I'm going to burn everything around you until you are the last man standing and I'm going to keep you alive just long enough to look you in the eye and hurt you worse of all, you son of a bitch. Am I lying?" Punk asked him.

"No, no you're not lying. And since you want to say I have a lack of a future. I'm going to spell out your mediate future for you." Mocking Punk, Paul gets on his knees, with a finger, makes a circle on the ground, looks at his wrist like he's looming at his watch, and taps it. "IT'S CLOBBERING TIME!" he yells.

Brock Lesner's theme suddenly plays; Punk is in the ring with a mic on his hand with full intentions of using it as a weapon. Paul comes from behind Punk and feeds him to Brock Lesner, who brutally attacks him. Punk does his best to try to fight back the beast, but Brock over powers him and connects with an F5 on the announcer's table.

AJ is backstage, looking at the whole travesty that has erupted in the ring. As much as she was tempted to go out there an at least be a human being and check on Punk, she stands still and watches the whole thing from backstage. Punk got what he deserved, he was dumb to go out there alone and out in the open.

"If you want to go out there, just go out there." she looks right at Big E, who is looking at the television.

"It's not my place to be out there, E. It's not our time to intervene." AJ told him, a smirk forming on her face.