How Come Your Arms Are Not Around Me, Dallas Green

What's it gonna take, Y'all?

"Here's your coffee, sweetheart." Shelly smiled, placing it down on the table. Adrianna had a new place, a new wardrobe, a new outlook on life, and she felt great. Sure, only a month had passed since her last conversation with Phil but, she was working hard to feel better, and could only hope he was too. "Thanks, love."

"Okay, tell me about this guy..." "Well, I haven't really talked to him a lot but, Kat introduced us and he's a really sweet guy-" her phone began to vibrate in her pocket, so she picked it up.

"Hello-"

"Where the fuck are you, Dee!?" It was Sophie. She was obviously distraught, screaming down the telephone so loud that Dee couldn't hold it to her ear. "At a coffee shop, why sweetie, what's wrong?" She said, holding up a finger to Shelly, getting up and walking away from the table.

"You haven't heard?" Dee began to panic, was Phil okay?

"Heard what?"

"Ace. Ace was released-" Dee rolled her eyes, "God, tell Phil to get over it."

"When Ace found out he uh- he went to a bar, and got a little drunk and uh-"

Adrianna braced herself on the closest wall.

"He was driving home-" Adrianna felt her heart sink

"And got into a fight with a semi."

She felt the vomit rise in her throat, "How'd he do?"

"He lost."

Adrianna didn't know Ace steel very well. But this man had gotten Phil to where he was today, he had given them both a home when Dee lost her job and Phil couldn't get any work, he had helped create CM Punk and that meant just as much to hear as it did to Phil. "Oh my god. I feel terrible, Is Phil-"

"He found out after us. And he got himself suspended for two weeks-"

"What!? How!?" She yelled, not caring how many people on that busy LA Street were now looking at her.

"Carlito. He made a little joke and Phil... Phil broke his jaw and his nose, maybe a rib..." Adrianna couldn't help but smile; she could almost see him throwing a punch at that Carrabian jerk.

"Can you come home for a little while sweetie?" Sophie whispered into the phone.

"Sophie. He's upset. I don't think seeing his Ex girlfriend is really gonna help."

"No... That's why I called. We need your help-"

"Help?"

"He's messed up Dee. He's not talking to anyone, he's just sitting on the porch doing nothing. When he found out... He didn't do anything, he acted like it wasn't true and just went on, bottled it up."

"Well, he's done it before..."

"As much as I hate to defend him. Carlito, he didn't really say anything. It was a harmless joke and... Colt said it was pretty messed up, Phil jumped across a catering table at him and beat the shit out of him. When Colt pulled him off him Phil bolted, out to the parking lot and when Colt found him it looked like he'd been crying. He got suspended, came home and he's been sitting on the porch ever since."

Adrianna took a deep breath. "This is my fault."

"Ace dying, no. but the carlito thing, probably." Adrianna let out a small laugh and let a tear slide down her cheek. She needed to be there.

"I'll call you with my flights."