Author's Note: I don't own anything except for the OC. This story is dedicated to x-Twist_of_Fate-x seeing as she was the one who gave me the story inspiration.
Weight of the World
Chapter Ten
Four days had passed since finding out she would be winning the Intercontinental Championship belt and Katya was still in a good mood. It helped that being with Punk put her on cloud nine and she was blessed that somehow Adam still hadn't found out. He was complaining enough about her getting the title run she wanted, leading to a lot more tension than usual between them.
Currently they were backstage at the Smackdown taping and she was standing in Catering with Punk, talking to him. She didn't realise Adam was in the next booth over.
She held out a forkful of cake for Punk to eat, though it was only small. She was only having a small slice since they had a tag team match later that night with Adam and Chris. He took it, lip ring giving off a small clink sound against the fork and ate it will grinning at her.
"Thanks babe, you're the best girlfriend ever," He told her, and her soft laugh covered a slight thud from the next booth over. Punk took the fork from her now, scooping up some cake for her. They were so absorbed in one another that neither of them noticed Adam slip out of the booth beside them and leave, anger, almost fury on his face.
Smackdown Backstage: ON AIR
"Hey Miss Chaos…" Punk said to her with a small grin, and Katya glanced up from tying up her right boot.
"Punk… Hi…" She said, a small smile growing on her face. "What's up?"
"Well… I was wondering… I have to face Edge and Jericho tonight in a tag team match, but I don't have a partner… and I know you want the intercontinental championship belt… and Jericho won't stop running his mouth about it… so… Would you be my partner?"
She stood up from the crate she had been sitting on, giving him an almost appraising sort of look, but she grinned cutely. "Sure. Tag team partners it is. For tonight anyway."
She stuck out her hand for him to shake, and he did, but before she could pull away he leaned in and pressed a quick kiss to her lips. He then walked away, leaving Katya standing there stunned, slowly raising a hand to her lips.
Smackdown Backstage: OFF AIR
Katya licked her lips, jogging over to Punk as he turned around, still grinning at him. "So, how did that go?" She asked, and he laughed softly, wrapping an arm around her waist.
"Very well, I think." He said, both of them ignoring Adam as he brushed past them scowling, though Katya rolled her eyes. Jericho soon walked up as well, giving Katya a look.
"He's in one of his moods. Did you…?"
"Did I do it? No. I haven't seen him since this morning, I have no clue what's wrong with him." She said, shaking her head.
Punk wrapped his arm around her shoulders and kissed her temple, "Don't worry about it babe."
"Come on you two, we need to get going." Jericho said, before a concentrated look came onto his face, walking past them. He was getting into character.
Smackdown: ON AIR
Katya grinned as she listened to Punk's music blare through the speakers. He winked at her before walking through to the ramp- she would be coming out to her own music, at least tonight, though she wouldn't have minded walking out there with him.
When Trashed and Scattered came ripping out of the speakers she burst out onto the ramp, pumping her fist in the air and feeling thrills rush through her when she heard all of the cheers. She slapped hands with fans as she made her way to the ring. Edge, Jericho and Punk were all already in there and she joined them a moment later- playing up to the crowd a little bit.
After a moment of discussion, she was left in the ring with Jericho and they locked up immediately after the bell rang. Jericho was clearly determined not to lose after the last match they had, and they fought to over power the other. Eventually they pushed away from one another, and circled each other. Suddenly Jericho stopped and backed up- leaving Katya looking confused. She started towards him, but he only turned slightly and slapped Edge's arm.
Scowling, Edge climbed in and walked up until he was directly in front of Katya, looming over her and looking rather intimidating. Katya scowled right back though, not letting any intimidation show. However, Edge lifted one arm and pointed at Punk- obviously he didn't want to fight Katya.
She shoved him though, wanting to prove that she could hold her own just as well as Punk could- but Edge shoved her right back, a very hard stiff shove that sent Katya stumbling back into the turnbuckle. Punk immediately clapped her shoulder and climbed through the ropes, charging at Edge. The two of them locked up as Katya slid out through the ropes.
It went back and forth between them for a little while, before Edge speared Punk without any warning, causing Punk to fall back, hitting his head much harder than intended, and on the turnbuckle nonetheless. Edge quickly pulled away and Punk dropped, and didn't move. Katya knew something was wrong, and obviously so did the ref, as he walked over to Punk and put a hand on his shoulder.
Katya slid through the ropes quickly as Edge started towards Punk, walking towards him as threateningly as she could and yelling at him to back off. He stepped closer again, and with the ref busy with Punk, her foot lashed out and caught him right between the legs… hard. She watched him almost triumphantly as he dropped right down onto the canvas, groaning and clutching at himself in pain. She stepped towards him dangerously, and he rolled out of the ring. Jericho glared at her, but obviously not wanting the same treatment followed Edge back up the ramp.
The ref stood up, glancing around to see Edge and Jericho leaving, starting the count out whilst Katya hurried over to Punk. His eyes were open, but she could see the pain in them and thought that he might have a concussion. She knelt beside him and gently stroked his hair, leaning in close.
"Are you okay Punk?" She asked him softly, and he groaned a little bit.
"I'll be right. Had worse before."
She smiled a little bit at him, glancing up when she heard the bell ring. She tugged Punk carefully into a sitting position- she helped him out of the ring and lead him up the ramp with his arm around her shoulders.
Smackdown backstage: OFF AIR
She walked Punk to the medic backstage, kissing his cheek, "I'll be right back. I have an asshole to attend to."
Her boyfriend gave a weak chuckle, "Okay, but don't take long." He told her, and she gave his hand a squeeze before letting go and walking out. She went straight to Adam's locker room, an angry look on her face.
Katya tossed the door open, vaguely noticing it bounce off the wall but not caring. Adam looked up, startled, and she roared at him, "What the hell were you thinking?!"
"When were you planning on telling me you two were dating?"
"I don't know! But frankly, I'm glad I didn't, now that I know the way you would have reacted! Were you trying to kill him?"
"Don't be so melodramatic!"
"Melodramatic? People have died before Adam! People have broken their necks before, suffered career ending injuries before! What the hell were you thinking pulling that BULLSHIT out there?"
He stood up and walked over to her until they stood toe to toe, but she did not back down.
"You think you're gonna be happy with him Katya? The next Brangelina? Katya Chaos and CM Punk? Fucking… fucking CHUNK!" Adam shot back at her bitterly.
"Oh my god. Are you jealous?!" She demanded. "You have no fucking right Adam! You had your damn chance, and you didn't want me then. Why do you always want what you can't have? Huh? What the fuck is going on?"
"Why the hell are you leaving me behind Katya? I'm your best friend, but you didn't tell me that you and that loser are dating?" He questioned her.
"You're being an asshole, that's why I didn't fucking tell you! You didn't deserve to know!"
"You're a bitch, you know that?!" He demanded, and a loud crack rang out through the room. She left a large red mark behind on his cheek for the second time. She shoved him and he stumbled back, sitting heavily down on the bench behind him.
"Fuck you Adam! How dare you! How dare you treat me like you have the last week and then expect me to confide in you! How dare you go out there and pull that shit on Punk! And most of all, how dare you try to make this seem like it's all my fault!" She yelled, right in his face. She didn't stick around for his reaction, turning on her heel and marching right out of the room, slamming the door behind her angrily.
Author's Note: Okay, I am SO sorry that it's been SO long since I updated! Things have been really busy for a while, and I just… well I haven't felt like updating. Finally, however, I am here and updating and hopefully I'll be able to keep updating regularly this time!
I hope you enjoyed this chapter, I sort of wrote my second match, but not really.
Again, I have to give kudos to x-Twist_of_Fate-x for the 'Chunk' line. Basically it's a celebrity name. Brad +Angelina = Brangelina, and Chaos + Punk = Chunk.
Please review, I love to hear from you! Hopefully I will have All Bets Are On updated soon! :)
If there are any problems with this chapter, just let me know and I'll fix them as soon as I can.