Almost there, Kelly thought as she headed for the bar it was so close. Before she knew it, she was walking through the door. She needed something to take her mind off everything. At the time, it was the only thing she thought could help her.
"I would like a martini." Kelly told the bartender.
"Coming right up." The bartender signaled with his hand as he filled the cup.
"Great." Kelly said.
"Here you go ma'am." The bartender pushed the drink to Kelly.
She picked it up, and chugged it all down, "Another one, please? And keep 'em coming." Kelly said anticipating the next one.
The bartender again filled the cup up to the top, and handed it to Kelly, and again Kelly drank it. She didn't know what had happened in the next few hours, but she was easily able to get drunk.
Apparently, Kelly had gotten to her hotel room somehow. She woke up, and she was lying in her bed. She felt groggy, and strained to remember what had happened the previous night. She lay on her side, as she looked at her clothes, she still had her jeans on, but she was down to her bra. Wow, it must have been a crazy night. She looked down to the floor for her shirt, it wasn't there. She checked the time. It was pretty early, 8 in the morning. She turned the other way, so she was laying flat on her back. She stretched her arm out, and felt something, or better somebody, on the other side of the bed. She felt shock run through her body when she figured out who she was in bed with, CM Punk! What the hell had happened last night? She nudged him to wake up, it didn't work. "Punk," Kelly called out to him "Wake up!" Kelly raised her voice a little. She needed to find out what had happened, she was trying as hard as she could to remember, except she couldn't. She realized if she had woken him up, he could tell her. Finally, after nudging him and calling his name out he had awoken.
"Hello, sunshine." Punk laughed.
"What happened last night?" Kelly demanded.
"How could you forget that?" Punk asked.
"Oh my god, did we...?" Kelly asked not wanting to know the answer.
"No." Punk said.
"What happened?" Kelly desperately wanted to know, she hoped Kane wouldn't know of this.
"Well, I found you at the bar passed out on the stool. The bartender told me you were drinking, and I didn't want to leave you there. I didn't know your hotel room, so I took you here, to my room. That's it." Punk explained to a shocked Kelly.
"I didn't mean for it to get so... I mean I tried to manage how many I drank -- but," Kelly stopped not knowing what to say next.
"That's why I'm straight-edge." Punk told Kelly in sort of an I-Told-You-So manner.
"I gotta go, Kane will --" Kelly stopped herself again, she couldn't tell Punk of her encounter with Kane.
"Yes?" Punk asked her.
"Never mind. Um, I need to ask you something." Kelly said with an uncertain look on her face.
"Shoot." Punk said.
"Um, well... Do you know where my shirt is?" Kelly asked embarrassed.
"I found you at the bar with your shirt off," Punk said "Sorry." Punk looked at her trying to come up with a solution.
"I can't leave without my shirt." Kelly said.
"Well, you were an exhibitionist once, weren't you? You'd go around naked and you don't want to go out with your bra?" Punk couldn't believe it.
"This bra is so see-through, though." Kelly said covering up.
"If it helps, you can borrow one of my jackets to get there." Punk helpfully said.
"OK." Kelly said trying to have as little contact with him as possible.
"If you don't mind," Punk reached across her, and picked up a black jacket "Will this do?" he asked referencing to the jacket.
"OK." Kelly took it from him and put it on, she tossed the covers off her, and got out of the bed, "Where's your door?" Kelly asked, his hotel room wasn't like hers, she noticed looking around.
"Just a second," Punk tossed the covers off of himself, he walked over out of the bedroom and into the main room, he got to the door with Kelly right behind him, "Right here." he said.
Kelly opened the door, and walked out shutting it behind her.
"Hey, wait." Punk said, "You forgot your cell phone..." Punk muttered to himself, knowing she couldn't hear him now anyway. He decided he would give it to her at the next Raw.
"How could I have been so stupid?" Kelly asked herself walking down the hallway. She felt bad that she let the drinks overpower her into getting drunk, but she also felt good that she was that close to CM Punk, she quickly pushed the thought out of her mind. She was trying so hard to run away from this, but it seemed like she was always running right into it.
"Hey, Kelly." Kane was pissed off.
"Oh, no." Kelly looked down.
"Oh, no is right, Kelly. I didn't know how to make it any clearer, to stay away from CM Punk. But obviously, I wasn't clear enough." Kane screamed into her ear.
"Kane..." Kelly looked up at him.
"But, hey. No, you made me realize something. You broke my heart, Kelly. Now it's time to break, CM Punk's." Kane told her, he pulled her as he told her what he wanted her to do next time she sees him. Kelly thought avoiding him was hard, this next part would be even harder.