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Chapter 10

He paced up and down the room waiting for his best friend's reaction.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" Colt finally spoke up stopping his in his tracks "You could lose everything. Are you sure you want to do that? To John? Over a girl."

Punk ran his hands through his hair in frustration. "I though you would understand Cabana. And it's not just about April." he saw the look Colt was giving him "It's not. I've been planning it for a while. He just gave me that extra push." he paused "Why not do it to John. He's not a friend. He's not all out loyalty and respect. His precious fans have to realize that."

He sat down with a huff looking over at Colt "Come on man. Back me up." his hands shook as he talked "This is for me. I want to do this."

Colt looked at him again "Are you sure? One hundred percent sure Punk?"

Punk nodded "I am. I'm ready. I think I've kept quiet for far too long. They have to hear me out. And if that coast me everything I have then so be it."

"What if it coasts you AJ?" Colt asked quietly.

Punk frowned but didn't say anything.

Loosing AJ wasn't part of the plan.

Bringing up the microphone to his lips he smirked " John Cena, while you lay there hopefully as uncomfortable as you possibly can be, I want you to listen to me. I want you to digest this because before I leave in three weeks with your WWE Championship, I have a lot of things I want to get off my chest."

Looking around he smiled "I don't hate you, John. Actually I do." he laughed "I hate you more than I hate other people in this company."

"All these people." he extended his arm "You have them fooled. They think your this honorable man. That you have loyalty. Respect. They like you. They hate me. They like you for all the wrong reasons." he pauses "But that's okay. I don't mind being the bad guy. Hell I prefer it. I'm not a white knight in shinning armor. But neither are you. And it's about time these people see the real you."

He turns towards the fans, "They deserve to know the kind of person you really are John. A lying backstabbing friend." He smirks towards the man, who is not looking at him with anger clear in his eyes. "They deserve to know that you. The person who preaches about hustle, loyalty and respect...That he doesn't even know what they really mean. That you're kind of person goes after a person that their friend-" he searches for a word "Loves."

The crowd has gone silent by this point listening intently to the man sitting on the stage "A friend that trusted you enough to tell you he was in love! And did you care? No, you didn't care John. You still don't care." he laughed "This is who you are John. And finally they all know who you are."

Holding up a hand he silences the fans that were beginning to stir with loud whispers. "But this isn't just about her. This is about you. About you and this company filled with ass kissing men that climb to the top. While me and my colleagues are forced down to obserutiy! You see. I had this all planned out for awhile. And you weren't involved in it. Why? Because you were my friend. I don't do that-this to friends. But then suddenly you weren't my friend. And well you see how that ended up." he laughs once more.

"You see I love my job, but I hate the people in charge. Why are you the main event? Hell why are you the champion? How did that even happen? Did you screw Miz over? You did. But does anyone say anything about it? No of course not. Because you John-boy are their golden boy."

"But in a few weeks. None of this is gonna matter." he smirked when he hears a few people chanting his name "You won't beat me. That title will be mine. I'm leaving and I'm taking the title with me. Not even Vince himself can stop that from happening."

John was slowly standing up at this point leaning on the ropes "Then maybe...When I leave,with the title, I'll take her with me." he laughs.

Punk's body was surging with energy after the promo. Stepping backstage he could hardly heard Sheamus, Justin and the others giving their thoughts on what happened.

He was far more focused on the woman standing mere feet away.

Her expression was unreadable. There were too many emotions running through her body that just made her eyes blank with only shock to really register in her features.

He couldn't blame her. He had just said to everyone that the man she had been basically been dating had been a liar and cheat...

Not to mention that he was in love with her.

Pure adrenalin bumped through his veins giving him courage. He walked straight up to her without any hesitation. He didn't wait for her to say anything and he didn't speak a word.

His hand brought his hands against her cheeks. Pulling her face towards his. Their lips connected. His closed tight as he memorized the feel of her lips. The feel and taste better than what he ever imagined.

Punk would have stayed like that till he stopped breathing, but the rumbling of the Nexus made him pull away. That and Sheamus giving a tug on the back of his shirt.

"It's true." Punk whispered to her.

He didn't have time to say anything else. He was hauled off by Sheamus and the rest of the group. They were suppose to get out quick. They didn't want to be around when John finally made it back stage or for if and when Vince would show and go ballistic.

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