Chapter Nine - Go Have Fun
Knowing she wasn't going to see Punk for at least another 10 days was certainly weighing on her mind during her long flight to Colorado for Raw.
"You need to get out more now. You've been couped up in your home for nearly a month" she told him as she finished packing her suitcase while Punk just sat on the bed and watched.
"I was invited to the UFC fight next weekend by Eve and Rener..." trailed off Punk.
"Go! Have fun out with your friends" encouraged AJ.
"But that means I won't get to see you next week" pouted Punk as AJ zipped her suitcase shut and walked over to stand between his legs that were draped over the bed.
"Good. Otherwise you're gonna start getting sick of me" she stated as she cupped his face.
"I could never get sick of you" gleamed Punk as they exchanged a quick kiss.
"Good" AJ responded shyly.
Over the past couple of weeks, AJ was certainly starting to feel the effects of Punk leaving. Between travelling alone to and from most cities as well as travelling to Chicago instead of Tampa on her off days she was exhausted. She loved her job more than anything else, but as the weeks went by she began thinking more and more about taking a break.
She could the company had certainly changed since Punk walked out. Apart of her wished she could go back to 2012 where she had some of the most memorable moments of her career.
Wrestlemania was had just wrapped up and over the next couple of days creative was holding meetings to get the thoughts of all the superstars. Punk however would find his meeting to be with none other than the current on-screen COO, Triple H.
"Punk" greeted Hunter as he shook his former rivals hand. "Let's make this quick. Who do you want to work with?"
"You know I want to do a program with Bryan"
"But he's still involved with AJ. You'll have to think of someone else?" he simply stated.
"Why can't I work with AJ as well?"
"You want to work with AJ? I thought you hated any sort of dramatic storylines involving Divas?" questioned Hunter.
"She is supertalented and has certainly holded her own during her storyline." Truth was that Punk had been wanted to work with AJ since she debuted on the main roster. Over the past year or so he had found a rare friend backstage in AJ. She just understood him. And they both shared the love of comic books and professional wrestling giving them a lot to talk about.
"If you're all for it, I'll speak to creative and see what they can come up with. Oh, and we'll need Vince's approval as well."
"Great" answered an unsually excited Punk as he practically jumped out of his chair. "Anything else?"
Hunter shook his head in response.
"Even better." Punk walked out of the make shift meeting room and headed down the corridor with a rare smile on his face.
"April!" called out Punk as he spotted her sitting in the corner of catering. She looked up at the sudden outburst of her name being called but she could tell that voice anywhere.
"What's up Phillip?" she replied as she placed another bite of her salad into her mouth with a smile plastered on her face. Which of course earned a playful glare.
"Can you keep a secret?" he hushed as he leaned in close.
"Of course. I've keeping the fact that I'm actually Batman a secret for all these years" simply stated April.
"Well I just got out of my meeting with Hunter and if all goes to plan their is a high chance that I may get a storyline with you soon."
"No way!" she nearly screamed as she practically jumped out of her chair to give Punk a hug.
"It's not definate yet, but it looks like Hunter is on board."
"Still to be even considered to be in a storyline with you is amazing. Thank you."
"No problems shorty. I'm looking forward to it" winked Punk as he pushed back his chair and left the catering area to get ready for the night.
Today when she arrived at the Arena for Raw she sought after Stephanie in the hopes that she could get a quick word about what was weighing on her mind. As she pulled her bag behind her she could once again feel all the glares. It was if people were punishing her for Punk leaving. And truth be told, she was the main connection to Punk in the company as he began to ignore many of his own friends messages over the past couple of weeks.
April chucked her bag in the locker room and began to search around. She found Stephanie talking to a couple of writers and walked over in the hopes she would have a free second.
"Hello April. What can I do for you today?" Stephanie, while she continued to hold a grudge over Punk, didn't let it affect her professional and personal relationship with AJ.
"Can I have a word with you quickly?" asked Stephanie as she escorted April into a nearby room.
"What's it about?"
"With Wrestlemania around the corner I was wondering if I could drop the title and have some time off?"
"Is this because of Punk?"
"Yes and No. As you know I haven't had any time off since I started and I think it would help my nagging injuries."
"Okay. You'll be dropping the title. We haven't decided what is going to happen yet but it will probably happen either at Wrestlemania or perhaps even the Raw after."
"Thank you so much" replied AJ as she gave her boss a warm hug.
"Just one more question" paused Stephanie. "How much time are you looking to having off?"
"Maybe up to a month. I just need some time off the road."
"I'll run this past my husband and father but everything should be alright."
AJ wanted to tell Punk the good news, but thought she'd surprise him when she flew to Chicago once again next week. Right now she was headed
The following morning Punk woke to a message from his best friend, Colt.
Cabana: What the actual fuck man! You cheat on AJ
Punk: Whoa man! Calm down. I didn't do shit. Why do you think I slept with someone else?
Cabana: Man, everyone is saying you went out w
Punk: Shit! Nothing happened. I gotta call AJ
Punk kept frantically calling and texting AJ hoping to get in contact with her. He continued non stop for the next 10 minutes and she still hasn't responded. Punk was freaking out now. His girlfriend was not in reach and she probably thinks he cheated and now is ignoring his calls.
Punk began pacing his hotel room
"Eve!"
"Whoa Phil, clam down. What's up?"
"People think I slept with Ronda last night and now April won't return my calls and oh dear god she's gonna break up with me!" quickly rambled on Punk as he paced up and down the room.
"Calm down" assured Eve as placed her hands on his shoulders in an attempt to stop his frantic pacing.
"Ugh. I gotta see her and explain all of this."
"Wait where are you going" called out Eve but he was already half way down the hallway.
A/N: Sorry the the delay on this chapter. I was bascially forced by my friend to write some Castle fanfiction. The next chapter shouldnt be that far away.
