Broken Bones For Broken Hearts Chapter 10, a wrestling fanfic

Here it is! The turning point of the story, FINALLY. After nine chapters of tit for tat, and unintentional (or was it?) flirting back and forth between our two main characters, something is FINALLY gonna be done about it. It took me a minute to construct this, so bear with me. I typed, deleted, and typed again until I felt it was just right. Enjoy, because it'll only get more interesting (and...romantic? Idk.) from here on. :)

Chapter Ten

Kaisel woke up the next morning, with her head pounding. She sat up slowly, and looked around her hotel room. That's weird, she thought. I don't really remember me even coming back to my room last night. She looked down and saw that she was still in her Halloween costume, and some of the nights events began coming back to her. Unfortunately, the last thing she was remembering was Miz telling her to let him take her back to the hotel. Her heart began beating fast, because she heard about his little plans and schemes, offering drunken Divas a ride back with him, only to do God knows what with them. Before she could even began to wrap her head around what might have happened the night before, she had gotten a text message on her phone.

Hey, just checking up on you. You were pretty done when I helped you back to your room last night lol this is exactly why I don't drink, but whatever. Anyway! I need to talk to you when you get this, on some serious shit. There's something I gotta get off my chest before this day ends. - Punk

Phil took me back to my room yesterday, she thought to herself, sighing with relief. Thank God.

I'm a little salty, but I'm good lol. Thanks for helping me back to my room, you're a life saver. I'm still in my costume, so let me take a quick shower, and I'll come to your room when I'm done. - Kaisel

1 Hour Earlier

Punk barely slept that night. He would take little 5 or 10 minutes naps, then stay up for an hour more. Even though he knew Kaisel was safe, in her bed, he still couldn't get over what she had told him before she fell asleep. It pissed him off that Miz would even attempt to try to get with her, but that was just a matter of time. She was gorgeous, even though she didn't think she was, and almost every guy on the roster talked about her beauty at one point. This was the main reason why Punk didn't even try to tell her how he really felt about her before, because he felt like he didn't deserve someone like her. But it was messing with his head for the longest, so it was time for him to finally tell Kaisel how he felt...he just didn't know how to do it. He didn't want to make a complete ass out of himself, so he decided to talk to someone who knew her very well first: her cousin.

He didn't know where Candice's room was, so he waited until he saw her to stop and talk to her. Luckily, she was in the dining room of the hotel eating breakfast when he went down there.

"Hey, Punk." She greeted in a raspy voice.

"Candice, how you feeling?" He said, sitting across from her.

"Salty, but I'm good." She said."Listen, I wanted to tell you thanks, for taking care of her yesterday. Randy told me that Mike was trying to get her to come back with him. If she would've stayed the night with him...I would've never forgave myself."
"I know, I couldn't let her do that...especially in that state of mind. But I need to talk to you anyway."

"'Bout what?"

He took a deep breath, trying to figure out how he wanted to say it. "I'm not sure how to put it but..."

"You like her more than a friend, don't you?" Candice finished.

"You knew?" He asked.

"It's obvious. You act different when she's around...but in a good way! Like you have a softer side when you talk to her."
"Ugh, I don't like that..."

"It's called love, Punk. Or if that word is too sensitive for you right now, it's called 'strong like'." Candice said, taking another sip of her coffee. "There's nothing wrong with that."

"I know...but I don't know if she feels the same way. Yesterday, she told me that she didn't like Mike, but she liked someone else."

Candice smiled and nodded, "And?"

"Who is it?"

Her smile quickly faded. "You're kidding, right?"

"No."

"Phil, it's you!" Candice said. "She's in strong like with you too."

"Are you serious? Don't play with me Candice."

"As a heart attack. Phil, she hides her feelings because she doesn't wanna get hurt again. I should have told you this before, but Kaisel talks in her sleep. She doesn't wanna believe that she does, but she does. I guess in you were in one of her dreams, because she kept saying your name, over and over. She definitely has her guards up because of her last relationship..."

"What happened in her last relationship?"

Candice looked at him. "She hasn't told you?"

"No."

"Well then, it's not my place to tell you, it's hers. But she definitely, definitely likes you as more than a friend."

"Okay...thanks for telling me."

"No problem...I think you should go tell her how you really feel, like right now. Just tell her straight up, don't sugar coat it."

"You know, I was just about to do that." Punk said, grabbing a cup of coffee and standing up. "Thanks again, Candice."

When he made his way back to his hotel room, he made it his business to check Kaisel. He needed to see if she was okay, anyway.

He sent the message, and five minutes later, his iPhone vibrated, with a text message.

"Yeah, her and Candice are definitely related." He said to himself, thinking about how Candice had given him the same answer just minutes earlier.

He used to the time waiting for Kaisel to wash his face and brush his teeth. By the time he was done, there was a knock on his door. He opened it, and Kaisel walked inside, sitting on the bed. He sat a couple of inches away from her, and she looked at him and smiled.

"Good morning." She said.

"Good morning." He said. "You okay?"

"I've been better." She joked. "But I'll be fine. What did you wanna tell me?"

"Oh yeah..." He said, taking a deep breath. "The only way I know how to tell you this is straight up, Kaisel. I can't sugar coat it or hide it anymore."

Kaisel looked at him, confused. "Phil, what are you talking about?"

"Just hear me out, okay?" He said. She nodded and he took another deep breath, finally saying, "I've always had some sort of feelings for you. I just knew how to hid it well...but I can't hide it anymore."

She understood, but only a little bit. "What are you trying to say?"

"I'm saying that, I like you. Like, more than a friend." He finally said.

Her expression changed, from confused to happy. "I'm glad you said that, because I feel the same way."

"Really?"

"Yeah...you don't deserve someone like me though, Phil."

"What are you talking about Kaisel? If anything, it's the other way around."

"You don't. I got too much baggage, my guard is up like crazy..."

Kaisel continued to try and explain to Punk why he shouldn't be with someone like her, but he wasn't really listening because he had already made up his mind. While she was talking, he suddenly leaned over and gave her a quick, but meaningful kiss. When he broke away, she giggled and rolled her eyes.

"You could've just told me to shut up." She said.

"Nah, I can't be that rude." He joked. "But, I don't wanna hear nothing about how you don't deserve me , and blah blah blah. I don't wanna say the L word yet and spoil this, but I'm pretty sure that's how I'm feeling about us, okay?"

"Okay."

"Good."

It was a comfortable five seconds of silence, until Kaisel broke it again. "You know, you really gotta stop with these mediocre, quick kisses."

"Oh?" Punk said.

"Yeah, they're kinda wack."

"Oh really? So how am I supposed to kiss?"

"Like this."

Kaisel inched in the little space between them, placed her hands on his lap, leaned in and kissed him slowly. Everything at that moment felt...perfect.

"Damn." Both of them said lowly when they broke away.