EMILIE'S P.O.V
He looked over at me and frowned. I stared straight trying to hold myself back from lashing out at him again. I already don't believe in luck, but I guess this is what I get for it. Now to just wait for a snide remark. I pressed the lobby button and leaned against the back wall.
"Can't sleep either." He muttered looking down at his shoes. I looked over at him with a sarcastic look on my face, although surprised he actually said something that didn't involve making fun of me.
"Nope." He sighed and looked up at me. "Look I'm." He stopped talking when I doors opened. Before he could say anything else I walked out and headed for the doors. When I stepped outside I felt the cold breeze and shuttered. I zipped up my jacket and debated where to go. I heard the doors open behind me and I moved out of the way.
"There's a store about two blocks down that way if you need coffee or food, its the best you'll find that's close." He said and pointed to the left. I muttered thanks and started walking away from him. I did like the fact that he was being nice, but knowing me I'd let my guard down and he'd turn into the ass he was again. I didn't want to be a little bitch who runs to her daddy for every problem either, 15 or not I knew how to take care of myself. I've been doing it for the past 3 years and I wasn't going to let anyone change that. I heard footsteps behind me and I tensed up and tried to walk faster.
"Hey slow down, damn chick I'm not a rapist." I rolled my eyes. Right now I'd rather it be anyone BUT him. He came up beside me and stopped me. I glared over at him. He chuckled and looked down the block and then back at me.
"You may not like me very much, but I'm not letting you walk anywhere by yourself chick, if your dad knew you were even out he'd flip, let alone knew you were alone." He said smiling like he was gonna get some kind of affection from me or something.
"Don't flatter yourself Punk, I'm a big girl, I can handle this." I said and continued to walk. I looked over and saw him still beside me with a smile on his face. This man wasn't going to leave me alone, damn. To top it off I think he was enjoying making me mad.
"I'm sorry about what I said." I smirked and shook my head. I heard him sigh and shove his hands into his pocket. "Guess you're not gonna let it go?" I shook my head and gave him a fake smile. I walked up to the store and he opened the door for me. I rolled my eyes and walked in. I got two sandwiches and two hot chocolates. He got a coffee and a sandwich. I paid and waited for him outside. After he was done making small chat and signing something for the man he walked out and smirked.
"I thought you were a big girl?" He said laughing. My face went hot and I walked away. "Woah wait Em I was kidding, chill." He said catching up to me. "So uh why do you have so much stuff, if you don't mind me asking?" He said looking at my two sandwiches. I didn't answer and I walked up to this homeless man that I saw on the way here.
"Hello there." I said to the man and bent down. He looked up at me and gave me the biggest smile ever. "Would you like a turkey sandwich and a hot chocolate, it's a tad cold out here." I said smiling. "Yes please, I'm Joseph." I handed him the sandwich and hot chocolate."Here Joseph, I don't need this." I said handing him the 15 dollars I had left. I saw the tears well up in his eyes. "Thank you so much miss." He said. "It's Emilie, and no problem, you need it more than I do." I said standing back up. "Have a nice night Joseph." I said waving goodbye. I walked back over to Punk and he had this look of awe on his face. I shrugged my shoulders and walked back towards the hotel with him.
"I didn't even see him there." He said looking back towards him. I smirked and took a sip of my drink.
PUNK'S P.O.V
I watched Emilie pay for her things and leave. I sighed. I really was trying to be nice now, but I guess she wasn't going to give me a chance. I paid for my stuff and signed a mans shirt for him. Having fans always put a smile on my face, especially since I'm a heel right now, you usually don't have many fans. I walked out and smirked when I saw Emilie waiting there for me.
"I thought you were a big girl." I said still smirking and laughed. She made a face and walked away. "Woah wait Em I was kidding, chill." I said finally catching up to her. She didn't say anything back to me and I looked around. "So uh why do you have so much stuff, if you don't mind me asking?" I waited for a reply but I didn't get one. I watched as she walked towards a bunch of garbage. When I got closer I realized it was a homeless man. I watched as she greeted him and gave him one of the sandwiches and a hot chocolate. I smiled to myself. She was right, I should've got to know her before I assumed she was just a trust fund kid. I watched as she gave him some money. I couldn't believe it, she wasn't like any of the other wrestlers kids, let alone like any of the wrestlers. Yeah John did all those charity events and that, but I've never seen him actually give a homeless man money and food. I snapped out of it when she walked back over to me.
"I didn't even see him there." I said looking over my shoulder at the very happy man as he ate. He even looked like he was crying a bit. She didn't say anything to me.
"So why did you trip Mason...you know the really big guy?" I said while stopping her. I heard her groan and she glared at me. "You pissed me off when you said all those mean things, and I happen to like my Uncle Randy, so I just did...although I was REALLY hoping it would've been you." She said smirking up at me with a mean look on her face. Now she looked like her dad. I shuttered at the look, she might as well have been killing me with her eyes.
"Look I'm sorry OK? I was wrong for saying those things, especially since now I know they aren't true. You're not selfish and self centered like the rest of them, you actually seem to have a heart. I mean you gave him money and food, none of the people I know have ever done that. I haven't because usually they go and get drugs." I said looking down at her. She shrugged and looked the other way.
"Weather he buys drugs or buys clothes, I didn't need the money. It may have been all I had but what do I need ? I don't need clothes or shoes or earrings, nothing. I'm content with what I have now. Granted what I packed might get old after a while, but I don't shop at the expensive stores, shit I'd be happy going to the damn GoodWill or something. Unlike some, I actually have a heart and give a damn about other people." She snapped back at me. I was in awe. Even though she was pretty much telling me off I couldn't help it. I sighed and looked at her. I then realized she was never going to give me a chance to be her friend. I did the only other thing I knew to do.
"Really chick? That's the best story you got. I've heard way better. You actually want me to believe that you care about that man back here. I mean for a minute you really had me going, just walking up to him and stuff but come on. And for you just meeting your dad? Are you sure he's even your real dad. From what I've heard your mommy got an abortion...so are you really John Cena's kid? Wait, don't answer that, because even if you weren't you'd never say anything. You can have it all now. What you gonna do Em ? Get as much money as you can and leave when he doesn't except it. Did you and mommy come up with this plan together?" I snapped back not realizing how close I had gotten to her. She stared at me for a few seconds. I smirked and then my face fell. I saw tears well up in her eyes. She tried to blink them away but they started to fall. She dropped her stuff and sprinted for the hotel.
I groaned and mentally kicked myself realizing what I had just said, and probably done to myself. Now she was going to go tell her dad and Randy and get everyone after me. Jesus Christ Punk why can't you just be fucking nice for once, millions of people hate you but you ignore them. I sighed and went into the hotel. The lady at the desk glared at me. Great, she saw her come in crying and knows I did it. I decided to take the stairs not wanting to wait for the slow elevator. When I arrived on the 2nd floor I somewhat hoped to see Emilie. Wait, what was I thinking ? She is just like the rest Punk, don't let her fool you. I tried to tell myself over and over again that she was no different, but the feeling in my stomach and chest told me otherwise. Did I...did I like her?
Finally some more Punk (: sorry it took so long I just wanted to spice things up. Don't wanna pair people up to soon and make the story stupid. What do you think ? All the drama, and the crying. What you think will be next :)