Author's Note:
Sorry for taking a while with this chapter. I know I should be updating more regularly or quickly but I just don't wanna produce a below par chapter or a chapter where it only takes like two minutes to finish reading. When I update, I want you to feel thoroughly satisfied with the content so I hope you can be patient with me, especially for the next chapter which *spoiler alert* has to do with AJ's concussion hehe.
Anyways, I thought we needed a chapter where Punk and AJ were separated a little so here it is.
Also, it turns out I'm a jinx. Just when I said AJ retained to keep Punk happy, she loses the title the next night though I had a feeling she was going to lose it the instant Paige's theme came on. At least it wasn't to a total diva but the match wasn't too good though, especially Paige's finisher which looked like a botch. No matter, AJ is still the 'Best Diva in the World' to me and a certain someone and she has a new piece of accessory to go along with it. It looks better than the title anyways lol.
-SC
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1 October 2013
Punk was sitting on the couch and watching TV in his bus as usual whenever AJ had to work the Smackdown tapings. However, after a while, he felt bored and decided to go into the arena to hang around backstage with some of the other guys. He was in the middle of enjoying his turkey ham sandwich while watching his favourite movie of all time, 'Slap Shot, on his phone in catering when the seat beside him creaked against the concrete flooring. Punk paused the movie, placed his sandwich back down on the paper plate and draped his headphones down around his neck before looking up to see a large, burly man.
"Stealing food again?" Big E asked as he sat down beside Punk.
"I wouldn't call it stealing since I do work here," Punk replied.
"Yeah, but not today."
"Heh, you know why I'm here," Punk sneered.
"Yeah, so where is she?" Big E queried, looking around the room.
"Dunno," he shrugged his shoulders, "Last I heard, she was discussing with one of the writers for her promo later."
"Oh, I see," Big E took in a deep breath, "Look, I actually came here to formally apologise to you."
"For what?"
"The whole incident yesterday," he clarified.
"C'mon, it's water under the bridge," Punk said, patting Big E on his meaty shoulders.
"Not to me," he replied adamantly, "It's clear you make her very happy and I was wrong to question your relationship with her. I was just looking out for her since her last relationship didn't go too well."
"Yeah, she's told me about it before," Punk said, recalling the time AJ confided in him about Trent.
"And you'd know she was cheated on. I don't want that to happen again," Big E said firmly.
"It won't, I assure you of that. I care way too much about her to do such a thing," he revealed, his eyes telling Big E of his sincerity.
"That's great to hear," he raised a finger at Punk, "But if you hurt her in any way-"
"You know where to find me," Punk interrupted, smirking at him. They shared a smile before a pair of hands landed on Big E's shoulders, causing him to turn around to see who they belonged to.
"Big man!"
"Kofi! Hey, what's up my man?" Big E greeted, smiling ear to ear as Kofi stood in between and behind him and Punk.
"We gotta go over our match later," Kofi revealed as he picked up Punk's sandwich and took a bite out of it.
"Hey! That's my sandwich!" Punk exclaimed, watching Kofi savouring his food.
"I'm helping you from getting fat," Kofi said thoughtfully while still chewing, placing the sandwich back down on Punk's plate, "Plus, aren't you like vegetarian or something?"
"It's pescetarian," Punk corrected, "And no, I'm not one anymore. My body doesn't seem to react well to it anymore."
"Or you just miss meat too much," Kofi pointed out proudly, almost mocking Punk's inability to stave off meat as he pulled a seat from another table and positioned it in the same exact spot he had been standing at before sitting on it.
"Whatever, just stay away from my food," Punk warned, pushing his plate away far enough so Kofi could not reach for his sandwich.
"Still waiting on that apology for kicking me out of the bus, roadwife," he said rather bitterly, earning a bemused look from Punk.
"He kicked you out of his bus?" Big E asked in shock. It was basically common knowledge to most in the locker room that Kofi and Punk forged a strong bond and travelled together on the road so it was surprising to Big E that Punk would do such a thing.
"No-"
"Yeah, he did," Kofi answered before Punk could barely put a word in, "And it's because his new roadwife can do things which I can't with him."
"Things?" Big E looked at both of them in utter confusion.
"The thing a man and a woman do in the bedroom," Kofi hinted, flicking on a light bulb in Big E's head.
"Ohhhhhh, that thing."
"Real sharp, E," Punk gave him an 'OK' signal with his hand while shooting him a wink, "Guess the E doesn't stand for Einstein, huh?"
Big E responded by reaching over Punk to get a hold of his sandwich and biting off a piece off of it as well, a rather large piece at that, "Hey!"
"That's for calling me dumb," Big E retorted before passing it back to Punk who forcefully snatched it out of his hands. He shot him a dagger before tasting the sandwich for himself. At the rate this was going, they were going to finish it for Punk so he thought the best way to avoid this was to never relinquish it and eat it as quickly as possible.
"Anyways, I didn't kick Kofi out. He excused himself from the bus because he didn't want any awkwardness," Punk informed Big E, emphasising on each of the 'he's by pointing at Kofi.
"Well in my mind, you kinda kicked me out by making me feel so uncomfortable when I heard sounds coming out of your bedroom the very first night I travelled with y'all since y'all started dating," Kofi defended.
"We were already very quiet," he countered, bringing out a sarcastic laugh from Kofi.
"If the definition of very quiet is me being able to hear you guys even when I'm wearing my headphones, then yes, you two were very quiet, especially your girlfriend," Kofi retorted, emphasising on the last three words.
A pink shade started to develop on Punk's face as he gave out a small laugh, "Yeah, April can be, errr… A little loud."
"Well that's a major understatement," he commented, "What did you do to her? Torture her?"
"Something like that. Do you really wanna know?" Punk asked with a chuckle before taking another bite out of his sandwich.
"No!" both Big E and Kofi shouted at the same time.
"Look," he started before swallowing the food he had been chewing, "I'm sorry my bedroom door isn't soundproof and I do miss having you around the bus but-"
"But you'll still be rocking the bus," Kofi crudely finished Punk's sentence.
"Yeah, if you wanna put it that way," Punk chuckled.
"Fine, I get it," Kofi crossed his arms and looked away from Punk, "You have to take care of your girlfriend and she's more fun to be around with."
"C'mon, don't say that," Punk placed his hand comfortingly on Kofi's shoulder, "If it means anything, I miss playing street fighter with you."
"That's actually kinda nice," Kofi commented as he and Punk shared smiles.
"Yeah, with you, I'd always win but now, it's a nightmare trying to beat April. That girl is crazy good," in that instant, Kofi's smile went away as did the nice moment he thought they were having.
"And you ruined the moment. But seriously, I'm not bitter or anything. I just miss having a good companion on the road. Matt's great to hang around and all but he can be so annoying in the car and his taste in music isn't any better," Kofi confessed, sharing his experiences on the road with the Long Island Iced Z, Zack Ryder.
"Then why don't you travel with me, Mike and Nick?" Big E suggested as Kofi's head quickly shot up.
"Oh, but I don't wanna intrude..."
"Nonsense, we have room for one more and if you feel bad for bailing on Matt, we can always accommodate him by getting an SUV. At least you don't have to suffer alone with him," Big E said with a laugh.
"You know what, that sounds like a great idea. Thanks man," Kofi replied gratefully, placing a hand on Big E's shoulder.
"No problem, at least I'll have somebody else to talk to in the car. Nick and Mike are so tight that at times, I feel a little third-wheelish," he admitted as Kofi nodded in agreement.
"Hah, I hear ya. Those Cleveland boys love to stick together," Kofi stood up from his seat, "Anyways, let's get going."
"Do we really need to? I mean, our match is only gonna last a minute," Big E whined, reluctantly getting off his seat.
"Yeah, but we still need to figure out how it'll end," Kofi said, putting his seat back at its original position.
"Fine... Tell AJ I said hi," Big E told Punk before Kofi joined in as well.
"Yeah, me too."
"Sure, have fun you too," Punk waved at them as they were about to leave the room.
"Not likely..." Big E muttered.
"Hey E!" Punk called out, causing Big E to turn on his heels.
"Yeah?"
"Thanks for having April's back. It's nice to know I can count on someone back here to look out for her."
"Anytime, remember, you break her, I break you," Big E warned in a threatening manner, "Capiche?"
"Yeah, yeah. Go and do the job, jobber," Punk mocked as Big E groaned at the fact that he had to job to Kofi for the night.
AJ had just finished cutting a promo on Brie ahead of their title match at the Battleground pay-per-view with Tamina by her side. As they were walking back to the divas' locker room, AJ noticed Dolph sitting on a crate while texting on his phone. She had remembered that Big E heard about the rumour from a conversation between Dolph and The Miz and thought a talk with Dolph could get her the answer she had been looking for. Although she had grown to not let backstage talk of her love life bother her, she still was curious to know who had come up with such a scathing story about her personal life.
"Hey," AJ stopped Tamina in her tracks before continuing, "I'll catch up with you later, ok?"
"Sure," Tamina simply replied with a smile before carrying on with her walk back to the locker room.
"Nick!" Dolph's head instantly shot up at the mention of his name and he was greeted with the sight of AJ walking to him.
"AJ, hey, what's up?"
"I just came to congratulate you for that great match you had out there with Alberto," AJ said, commending Dolph on his match.
"Thanks, me and him always seem to steal the show," he bragged, "We just have great chemistry."
"Yeah, I remember…" AJ gave out a small laugh as she recalled the feud Dolph and Alberto had before going silent for a moment, "Listen, do you know anything about the story going on about me back here?"
Dolph chuckled in response, "I knew you had a real reason for coming to me."
"What, is it that hard to believe that I am happy for you for having a great match?" AJ queried as she placed one of her hands on her hips.
"Yes, considering we've barely talked since we stopped working together," Dolph pointed out.
"Well I'm sorry, I've been a little busy as of late," she replied, showing off and adjusting the Divas' title on her shoulder.
"Busy with work or busy blowing up pipebombs with the best in the world?" he asked, smirking and using air quotes when he said 'pipebombs'.
"If you must know, both," she grinned back at him, "So do you know anything? Like who started this stupid story?"
"Nope, one of the backstage crew people told me but I was quite sceptical about it and honestly, I wouldn't really worry too much about it. Ever since your dearest boyfriend made you two public, most people have stopped caring and only a couple of people here and there still believe the story," he elaborated before hydrating himself with a bottle of water.
"Actually, I'm not bothered about it anymore. They can talk and gossip about it all they want, I don't care. But what I do care is who came up with it," AJ revealed in a firm tone, a tone which was reminiscent of her crazy chick gimmick.
"Well you came to the wrong guy for answers. You just gotta let it go," he replied.
"Yeah, I guess you're right," AJ sighed as her shoulders dropped.
"Well, don't let me bother you anymore with whoever you're texting there," she said, motioning with her head towards the phone in Dolph's hands.
"It's just a girl I met last night at the club," he revealed in a dismissive manner.
"Girlfriend material?"
"Maybe, she's really hot though," Dolph grinned widely as AJ merely rolled her eyes at the Show-Off.
"Of course she is."
After her little chat with Dolph which proved fruitless, AJ made her way to the locker room where she was met with emptiness. The only person inside was Tamina and even she had already gotten dressed to go off.
"Hey."
"Hey, let me guess, the rest of them are shooting 'Total Divas'?" AJ questioned as she walked over to the seat in front of her locker.
"Think so," Tamina answered uncertainly, not really caring about the whereabouts of the 'Total Divas' too much, "Anyways, me and Vickie are gonna be heading out soon for dinner. Wanna join us?"
"Nah, you girls go ahead. I already have plans for tonight," she disclosed in the midst of untying and taking off her knee high Converses.
"Oh yeah, you and Punk," Tamina moved over to the seat beside AJ.
"How's that going for you?" she asked AJ, nudging her on the arm with her elbow teasingly.
"It's going good. He's a really sweet guy," AJ obliviously blushed.
"Really? He always seemed like an irritable guy," Tamina replied in a surprising tone. She was not exactly a close friend of Punk's so she did not really know him too well apart from his grumpy-like demeanour backstage.
"Yeah, that's just how he seems on the outside but when you get to really know him, he really lets you in," she divulged.
"Or maybe you bring out the sweet side to him," Tamina teased as AJ's cheeks continued to redden.
"Maybe," she giggled before being alerted by a tone and vibration from her phone. She reached into the front pocket of her jeans and pulled out her phone, revealing a message from Punk.
"Hey beautiful, meet me at catering when you're done, ok?" - Punk
"Is that him?" Tamina asked as AJ read out the message in her head.
"Yeah, I'm sorry," she turned her attentions back to her on-screen bodyguard, "He wants me to meet him soon."
"It's cool, you go ahead and enjoy your time with him," she replied before getting off her seat and picking up her bags.
"Thanks, see you on Saturday?"
"Definitely," Tamina responded with a smile as she made her way out of the room. AJ shifted her attention back to her phone and tapped out a reply to Punk.
"Ok, I'll be done in 15, babe :)" - AJ
Not even ten seconds had passed and her phone went off again.
"Sweet, I can't wait :D" - Punk
With a giant smile plastered on her face after reading his messages, AJ quickly made short work of her Chucks and headed to the showers to freshen up. Just as she was about to enter, she heard two familiar voices blaring out of the showers.
"That sounds like Nikki and that red haired chick," she thought for a moment before peering around the corner, making sure to not make herself seen. When she did get a sight of the room, Eva was looking at the mirror, in the middle of doing her makeup while Nikki was nowhere to be seen, most likely in the showers.
"Hey Eva, I'm glad you told me about Punk and AJ. That'll knock her down a peg or two. That flat chested bitch needs to know her place back here," Nikki said over the sound of the water splashing against the floor.
"You red haired and plastic bitches," AJ muttered under her breath, finally knowing the identity, or in this case identities, of the people who started the rumour.
"Yeah, but people don't seem to be talking about them much anymore," Eva pointed out as she applied her ever red lipstick, matching her hair colour.
"It's ok, there's lesser people now who thinks she's this innocent saint who does no wrong. Plus, just because Punk admitted they were now in a relationship doesn't mean they didn't have some sort of affair. I bet they were caught in the act during that baseball game by Amy and she dumped him for it. AJ just happens to be in the perfect place to pick up the pieces," Nikki rambled on. With every word she uttered, AJ became more and more angry. She was unknowingly pushing AJ closer and closer to the edge. She was perilously close to unleashing her pent up anger on the two 'Total Divas'.
"Yeah, that does sound likely…" Eva started before coming up with another theory, "Or maybe they really did get together after he broke things off with Lita."
"Oh please, the way they hung out and flirted with one another at work was so obvious that something was happening behind the scenes. I just feel so sorry for Amy, I should've told her what was going on," Nikki said, finally pushing AJ over the edge.
"That's it, I'm going in," she uttered to herself and was just about to confront the two girls when a voice went off in her head.
"Wait! What are you going to do once you go in there, April? Fight them? You know that'll give them every reason to go to Vince and have you stripped of your title!" after hearing the voice of reason, she reluctantly went back to her locker and changed out into her casual clothes: a white blouse decorated with black skulls, light blue ripped jeans and her favourite black Chuck Taylors, topped off with a buttoned up grey trench coat. Once she was done, she swiftly headed for catering with her bag to meet Punk.
In the meantime, Punk was in the midst of checking his twitter account when he was alerted by a notification at the top of his phone's screen. After seeing the identity of the person behind the message, he groaned loudly, ignoring the message completely. In fact, for the past few days, he had been receiving text messages and phone calls from the very same person. It was beginning to really annoy him but his mood completely changed when he saw AJ walk into the room, as beautiful as ever in his eyes. He quickly put his phone away, not wanting AJ to see the messages. However, he instantly noticed something was bothering her because she seemed to be in a little of a panic.
"Hey, what's wrong?" he asked, getting off his seat and giving her a warm hug.
"You wouldn't believe what I just heard," she mumbled into his chest, enjoying the warmth of his body at the same time.
He pulled AJ away from his chest and cupped her cheeks, "That you helped me cheat on Amy? Haven't we heard of that story before?"
"Yeah, but I found out who started it. It was Eva and Nikki!"
"Eva? The red haired chick on 'Total Divas'?" he questioned as they let go of each other's hold on the other.
"Yeah."
"So what did you do? Did you slap them? Don't tell me I missed all of this," Punk hurriedly said, a sense of excitement ringing in his voice.
AJ sighed before answering him, "No, I didn't do anything."
"Phew, I thought I missed it," he said in relief, "Next time, gimme a heads up."
"So you wanted to see your girlfriend take on two girls?" AJ questioned, raising an eyebrow at him.
"Hell yeah! It's every guy's dream!" Punk replied in an upbeat tone but AJ did not share the same sentiment.
"So if I got hurt?" she asked, putting her hands on her hips as if she was trying to reprimand him.
"Well that would suck but I'm sure you can take them," he responded confidently, giving AJ his full backing.
"You're such a caring boyfriend," she sarcastically noted, patting his chest.
"Of course I am, you're so lucky to have me around," he grinned at her, playing along as AJ giggled in response.
"So can we go back to the bus?" she asked, looking up at him with her big brown eyes.
"Sure," he answered as he took a hold of one of her hands with his, "You said you were gonna take fifteen minutes but it was barely even five."
"That's 'cause Eva and Nikki were in the showers when they mentioned how they started this damn rumour so I avoided them by not taking a shower," she explained, drawing circles on his index finger with her thumb.
"Oh, so you're gonna use the one in the bus again?" he asked, coming off to AJ that he was not too fond of that idea.
"Yeap. What, you don't want a naked girl in your shower?" AJ teased as Punk let out a laugh.
"No, I don't mind it one bit when you put it that way. I'd prefer it if she was in the bedroom though," Punk smirked while AJ giggled, understanding what he meant.
"I think that can be arranged," she said in a low voice as she looked up to Punk with puckered lips. He immediately knew what she wanted and obliged with a peck on the lips.
"So tell me, when Brie and Bryan have a baby, the doctor will spank Brie because of how ugly the baby is?" he queried as they left the Riverside Centroplex arena and continued on their way to the bus in the parking lot.
"You watched?"
"Of course, after your pipebombshell, which I'm still waiting for a thank you for coming up with that awesome name by the way," he boasted, "I can't possibly miss another AJ Lee promo."
"So you want me... To thank you... For affiliating yourself... With my promo?" she asked slowly in parts in disbelief, emphasising to Punk how unreasonable his request was.
"Yup," he answered, merely brushing it off, "I also want some thanks for all of the times I gave you tips and pointers on cutting a promo since you've obviously improved with my help."
"I'm guessing you wanna take credit for my entire WWE career as well?"
"Well, I kinda did discover you but I'm too selfless to take all the credit," he replied snobbishly as AJ gave him a roll of her eyes. They reached the bus and as usual, Punk let AJ get on it first. After greeting Joe, they entered the living room and closed the door behind them shut.
"I'm starting to think you had ulterior motives when you first started mentoring me," she said, putting her bag down on the couch and facing him.
"Such as?"
"Trying to get into my pants, duh."
"Well it worked in the end, didn't it?" his reply was met with a firm slap on his stomach with the back of her hand while the bus began to move.
"Ow, I'm joking," he laughed before circling his arms around her while she did the same.
"Honestly, I saw great potential in you and I thought Vince would've been stupid to let you go. So I decided you needed a little nurturing to convince management that you're worth keeping and I'm glad they did 'cause now you're an amazing wrestler that I can now call my girlfriend," he divulged, his words as sincere as ever and melting AJ into a gooey mess.
"That was really, really sweet. I'm glad you were there too when I was just starting out in NXT. You helped me out a lot and I don't know what to say other than thank you," she told him, looking back and forth between his chest and his face as her bashful nature shone through.
He responded by lifting her chin up so that their eyes could meet, giving her a warm smile at the same time, "You're welcome. The world deserved to see you wrestle on the biggest stage."
"And I think you deserve this," she released her arms from his waist and grabbed a hold of one of his hands. She then led him to the back of the bus.
"Where are we going?"
"Do you really have to ask?"
Punk chuckled in reply as AJ slid open the door to the bedroom before pulling him in, "Just making sure we're both on the same page."
"Oh god, I don't think I'll ever get tired of that," AJ panted as Punk rolled off of her. They had remained glued to one another, catching their breaths after having an intense love making session which had AJ crying out Punk's name over and over again, much to his delight. The floor of the room was littered with their clothes and unlike last time, Punk actually managed to take off her coat without destroying it.
"Same here, tired from it? Yeah, but tired of it? Never," he smirked at her as she giggled shyly in response. Bringing up the bed sheets to cover up their sweat-ridden bodies from the cold, Punk brought AJ close to him. While he was fiddling and playing with her hair, she was tracing the tattoos on his chest.
"You seem to be showing off new moves every time we do this," she remarked.
"I happen to have a lot of tricks up my sleeves," he replied teasingly.
"Well keep doing what you're doing 'cause I'm loving every single one of these moves," she giggled once more before tilting his head in her direction with her hand and positioning her body on her side, facing him.
"Anything for you sweetheart," they closed the gap between their heads as their lips connected for the umpteenth time for the night. It was a slow, passionate kiss which intensified after AJ granted Punk permission to enter her mouth with his tongue. Soft moans were being swallowed by one another as Punk's free hand roamed down to her ass, squeezing and massaging it occasionally. Her moans became louder as she enjoyed him feeling her ass up until a loud ring from his phone halted their steamy make out session.
"You wanna get that?" AJ asked after breaking the kiss. Punk groaned and reluctantly got off the bed to look for his phone. After seizing his sweatpants, he pulled his phone out to reveal a missed call from the same person who had been trying to contact him for the past few days.
"Ughhhh," he turned the phone to silent mode and placed it on the cup holder beside the bed before returning to the bed and lying beside AJ again.
"It's nothing important, where were we?" AJ simply replied by pulling him into another kiss and cradling his head, making sure their lips were as close as possible to each other's. His free hand once again moved down her body while AJ smiled against his lips at the added warmth on her tush. It was looking as if they were going to go for round two when Punk's phone vibrated again, alerting him that a message had come through. It was easy enough to ignore the first message but it soon became unbearable as the messages started flowing through, vibrating and making a sound with the hollow wall the phone was leaning against. It got to a point when even AJ could not take it anymore and wanted him to end it.
"I think it's pretty urgent if the person keeps on texting and calling you," she noted after breaking the kiss again which was met with another loud groan from Punk, "Who is it?"
"You don't wanna know. Let's just go back to kissing," he moved in for a kiss but AJ quickly pulled her head away from him.
"Phil, no secrets, remember?" she reminded him, "Who is it?"
Punk ran a hand through his hair before revealing the person behind all the messages and phone calls, "It's Amy."
"Oh... What does she want?" she asked, laying her body flat on her back.
"You can read the messages for yourself," he took his phone off the cup holder and unlocked it before passing it along to AJ. While Punk propped himself on his elbow and lying on his side, facing AJ, she quickly sat up and rested her back against the headboard of the bed before reading the messages that Amy had sent him. While reading the numerous messages, a feeling of sadness and guilt came over her. Each message was filled with pain and every one was begging him to come back. In a way, she had no idea what to feel. Here she was reading off the messages that a woman she had looked up to for so long had sent to her boyfriend but yet selfishly, she did not want him to listen to her. It was just so confusing for her but one thing was for sure, she wanted Amy to be happy.
"Oh... She seems to be heartbroken about the break up and wants you back..." AJ said in a low tone, passing the phone back to Punk.
"Yeah... She even used her dog's twitter account to say she misses me," Punk informed AJ, referring to the tweet which read 'I miss my dad. Sometimes life isn't fair.'.
AJ exhaled a loud sigh, somewhat depressed by it all, "So you're not going to reply to her?"
"No... Because whatever I'll say will just make her more sad. If I cut off all communication to her, she'll finally realise that the door is shut on us," he explained, cheering AJ up a little at the thought that he was not going to go back to the Queen of Extreme.
"I'm not making the same mistake last time out where we remained friends and openly kept in touch. We ended up getting back together and truth be told, I was never as happy as before with the relationship," he added as AJ nodded along.
"I understand but I still feel bad I caused all of this. She must probably hate me, especially after finding out we're together now through the dirtsheets of all places," she admitted.
"Hey," Punk immediately took hold of her hand with his free hand before kissing her fingers, "Like I said in the past, I'm the one at fault for this mess. Stop blaming yourself, ok?"
AJ nodded reluctantly before Punk carried on talking, "Look, I can't say for certain that she hates you since she hasn't messaged me anything about you but you're probably not her best friend at the moment. In any case, if she hates anyone, it's probably me since I'm the one completely ignoring her."
"Still, I wished we could do something to comfort her," she said, rubbing circles on his fingers with her thumb as she looked down on their interlocked hands.
"I'll think of something that doesn't involve me contacting her directly. I know it might be ironic considering I'm just shutting her out of my life but I just don't want to hurt her even more. What she needs right now is time with her friends and family members, not a message or phone call from her ex or ex's girlfriend," he elaborated.
"Yeah... I guess you're right," she replied, a sense of sadness still evident in her voice.
"Hey, cheer up," Punk let go of her hand and began tickling her side, causing AJ to giggle for a moment before she pushed his hand away with both of hers, "Forget about all this drama. You have a championship match this Sunday."
"Ugh, you mean a match which was set up 6 days prior? That sounds stupendous!" AJ said in an upbeat yet sarcastic tone.
"You don't like your match?"
"I have no problems with the match itself per se, it's just the build-up which sucks. There's no real feud. I'm basically taking on the 'Total Divas' collectively but there's no storytelling, no rivalry. We should be having a story like you and Paul where each week, something pulls the audience to watch the pay-per-view match but nope, that isn't happening. And the part which really pisses me off is that there is a story to be told with their show but since they're too butt hurt to see the potential, we're just having matches and that's it. No back and forth promos except me doing most of the talking. Just in ring work," she divulged, frustration and anger stinging her words.
"Have you let everything out of your system?" Punk chuckled after admiring his girlfriend going off on the 'Total Divas'.
"I think so, I just want better for the divas you know, but they're just too stubborn to see it. They're too busy with their stupid show," she crossed her arms and blew a couple of strands of hair away from her face.
"Calm down firecracker, I hear ya and I love how passionate you are for this business. It's a reason why I took such a liking to you," he smiled at her while massaging her thigh with his hand soothingly, "I can't do much personally to change things for you but what I will say is that you just have to remain patient and eventually they will get something right and you'll have a worthwhile feud."
"I hope so, luckily I'm working with Brie. I mean, we're not buddy buddies or anything but she's definitely the better Bella to work with," she revealed.
"Bryan has trained her well. She's really improved and I'm sure you two will put on a good match," Punk confidently declared.
"Hopefully that's the case. Thinking about it, she's the only Bella I can work with right now both physically and professionally actually," she laughed dryly.
"So if you were booked to face Nikki instead?"
"It would be a UFC fight instead of a wrestling match," Punk's face immediately lighted up at the mere mention of a 'UFC fight'.
"How long is Nikki out for again?" Punk asked with a grin, rubbing her thigh up and down slowly.
"Are you that interested in watching girls fight?"
"Yes," he answered in a snap, surprising AJ with his quick fire response, "Guys love watching girls fight."
AJ sighed before running her hand through his hair repeatedly, "She said I was a flat chested bitch."
"Who? Nikki?"
"Mhmm."
"Well, you can be a little bitchy at times, especially on your period," he pointed out to which AJ immediately scoffed.
"Which girl doesn't get pissed on their period? It sucks!"
"I know, I know, I've heard it many times before. And as for being flat chested, it's kinda funny coming from a girl who got herself implants and when you compare Brie's to yours, yours is definitely bigger. But all of that doesn't matter because it still doesn't take away from your beauty. You're perfect just the way you are," he confessed before pulling her down for a kiss. When they parted, AJ was all smiles and giggles.
"Just for that," AJ straddled Punk's hips before pecking him on the lips, "You're getting another ride from me."
"Wow, someone sure is full of energy tonight," he commented as he placed his hands on her hips.
"I didn't wrestle tonight, remember?" she reminded him with a giggle before taking his hands and guiding them onto her breasts. Punk instantly knew what she wanted him to do and duly obliged by feeling her up. At the same time, she closed her eyes, enjoying him massaging her breasts and every now and then squeezing her nipples while she grinded her hips against his manhood.
"I don't care what people say, I love your boobs," Punk notified her as he started to get hard again.
"And I love… What you're doing to them," she replied, her eyes still shut as she bit her lip and rolled her head back in pleasure. Punk could feel a little wetness smear against his stomach as her body continued to move against his.
"Hm, actually, they do seem a little on the small side," he playfully joked with her while examining the size of her bosom. She instantly took offence and slammed her body onto his dick.
"Ow! I'm kidding," he laughed, squirming under her in pain.
"Just shut up and enjoy this," AJ said in a demanding tone as she reached back for his hardened member and lifted her hips.
2 October 2013
Punk and AJ arrived back at their respective homes in the afternoon after getting on their respective flights in the morning. As usual, they had a heartfelt goodbye but for the sake of their relationship, it was good to have a little separation once in a while. After a little over two hours of air time, one which Punk utterly detested due to the lack of comfort for his back, he stepped off the plane onto the ground which he was all too familiar with. As always, he took the 'L' home, acknowledging one or two fans in the train who managed to recognise him from under his hood.
When he arrived at the doorstep of his lavish house, he threw his sling back onto the couch and rested his luggage against the kitchen counter, too lazy to open it up and unpack his things for the moment. Instead, he plopped himself onto the other couch and turned on the heater and TV. Luckily for him, the Blackhawks' game from the day before was on so he rested his head on one of the many pillows while crossing his legs at the ankle, getting himself comfy as he watched his favourite hockey team. His relaxation time was short-lived though as his attention was swayed away from the large TV to the door of his house when the doorbell blared through the vast room. Groaning, he hesitantly pushed himself off the couch and walked over to the door. On his way there, the doorbell rung two more times, signalling the eagerness of the person at the door. Whoever it was was very eager to see him...
"Ugh, it's you," or was just his best friend who loved to annoy him in any way.
"Thanks for the warm welcome, buddy," the man known to many as Colt Cabana replied with a grin.
"Anytime," Punk entered the kitchen and turned on his coffee maker. With Colt now here, coffee was an absolute necessity to get him through the day.
"Whatcha' doing?" Colt asked as he took his jacket off and draped it over the backrest of one of the stools adjacent to the kitchen counter.
"Just watching a re-run of yesterday's Hawks' game and don't you dare spoil it for me," he said as he placed two mugs under the dispensers of the coffee maker. He did not bother to ask Colt if he wanted coffee because he knew he wanted one. He always wanted a drink whenever he would show up at his house, no matter the type of drink.
"You haven't watched it yet?" he asked, looking over to the big screen TV which was showcasing the game.
"Obviously, why would I be watching it right now?" he rhetorically questioned while he leaned against the counter, waiting for the coffee maker to be done.
"But you said you were having Tuesdays off so how did you miss the game? Did you miss your flight or something?"
"I was-"
"Or were you with someone?" Colt quickly interjected, a smirk breaking out on his face. It was apparent to Punk that Colt was aware on why he missed the game which took place in Chicago.
"Seems like you already know the answer."
"CM Punk and AJ Lee together at a baseball game grabs attention, no?"
"Not to me and I don't get why so many people care if we're together or not. Every day I'm having to block people on twitter who post insensitive shit about me and her," he revealed, expressing his displeasure of social media focusing on his personal life.
"It's 'cause it's two of the biggest names in WWE being romantically involved outside of the ring. You are seeing her, right?" Colt asked for confirmation.
"Yes, you busybody," Punk answered, moving himself to the end of the counter so that he could still have an eye on the TV while chatting to Colt.
"Actually, I didn't really know about you two until Natalie told me," the news surprised Punk. Natalie was not one to pay attention to wrestling rumours and news.
"Natalie? Since when did she read dirtsheets?"
"She didn't need to read dirtsheets to know about you two because people on twitter were sending her the picture, asking her if AJ was your new girlfriend," Colt notified him before moving behind the counter to join Punk who was busy watching the game, "Amy confided in her after seeing the picture."
Immediately, Punk's attention shifted back to his best friend at the mention of Amy, "Fuck, is Nat mad at me too?"
"Nah," he shrugged, "She said that you're a grown man who shouldn't be judged on the choices you make in your life but Amy really misses you."
"I know..." he ran a hand through his hair before looking over to the TV again, "She's sent me a lot of messages but I've chosen to ignore them all."
"I get it," Colt leaned against the counter with his propped up elbows, "You already closed the book and you don't want to reopen it anymore."
"Yeah, she deserves to be with someone who truly loves her and if I even reply to one of those messages, she'll just ask more questions and that won't help her to move on from me," he divulged, looking back and forth between Colt and the TV.
"Natalie is helping her through it though."
"Good, I'm glad their friendship hasn't ended over me and I'm also glad someone's there to comfort her," Punk said, breathing out a sigh of relief that Amy was not completely alone while dealing with their break up.
"Oh yeah, Nat had another message for you though," Colt straightened his body.
"What?" Punk asked as he faced his long-time friend. Out of nowhere, Colt's leg swiftly lifted off the ground and raised up in between Punk's legs. Punk had no time to react before Colt made contact with his crotch, causing Punk to writhe down on the ground in excruciating pain.
"Ahhhhhhhhh! Fuck! Holy fuck!" Punk wailed, clutching his balls with his hands as his breathing picked up, "What the hell was that for?!"
"It was actually a message from Amy. Natalie promised to pass it along to you," Colt informed him but to Punk, he could have sworn he heard Colt chuckle as he delivered the news.
"Fuck! Fucking hell!" his face was as red as a tomato and his breathing was increasingly hurried. Every now and then, he would puff out his cheeks, trying to compose himself and recover from the pain.
"You ok buddy?"
"Don't you ok buddy me?!" he shot back, his face depicting nothing but anger, "What do you think I'm feeling after having you come into my house uninvited and kicking me right in the balls?!"
"I'll get the ice," Colt chuckled, going over to the fridge.
"God fucking dammit!" he cried out, "You couldn't have kicked any harder, could you?"
"I'm sorry," he apologised, though to Punk it felt insincere, " I was told to kick as hard as possible."
"Here," Colt handed him an ice pack which Punk rather forcefully snatched out of his hands before placing it onto his injured groin.
"Ohhhhhhh," Punk voiced out as the cooling sensation spread onto his pained crotch.
"For kicking me in the balls, carry me back to the couch," he instructed after getting a little feeling back into his balls.
"What?!"
"You heard me, Cabana. Carry me, asshole," he crudely demanded.
"Fine, still the same old grumpy ass," he remarked as he picked up Punk bridal style, "What do Amy and AJ see in you?"
"If I wasn't scared of falling on my ass, I would totally sock you in the face right now," he threatened as Colt carried him around the counter and towards the couch in the living room.
"Actually this is quite romantic," he said with a wide grin as they neared the couch, "I always envisioned this is what we would look like if we ever got married. AJ would totally be jealous of us."
"Let… Go..." Punk ordered him in a slow yet menacing voice after they reached the beige furniture.
"Sure," Colt released him onto the couch instead of lowering him down onto it. Fortunately for Punk, the cushioned softness of the pillows and the base of the sofa that was very giving broke his fall.
"Argh, nice landing."
"Thanks," Colt happily replied while taking a seat on the sofa across the one Punk was lying down against.
"Fuck," Punk still held the ice pack against his groin, not yet fully recovering from the impact Colt's leg made with it, "Even though it was fucking painful, I totally deserved that."
"For someone who misses you, Amy has a weird way of telling you that," Colt chuckled as he watched on at his pained friend who was now adjusting the pillows so that his head was propped up by them.
"For what I did to her, it's the appropriate response."
"You didn't cheat on her, did you?"
Punk sighed before turning his head to face Colt, "I'll fill you in on all the details."
For the next five minutes, Punk rambled on about the story of how he and AJ got together, mentioning the mistake on his part for kissing AJ while he was still with Amy (which Colt jokingly and aptly nicknamed as a 'kiss-take'), how his feelings began to manifest for AJ to the point that he could not get her out of his head and also how long he took before finally breaking the news to Amy that he no longer was in love with her. After all was said and done, Colt was left a little stunned at how dramatic his love life turned out to be.
"Whoa, so you basically strung her along for months even though you were in love with AJ?" he questioned, trying to get confirmation from Punk that that had indeed happened.
"Uhhh, yeah," he answered, scratching his head nervously.
"Are you stupid?"
"At the time, yeah. You could even call me a coward."
"Man, no wonder she's pissed off. It must've been such an emotional rollercoaster for her," Colt noted as Punk regretfully nodded.
"Yeah."
"That was such a horrible thing to do," Colt added.
"Yeah."
"You wasted months of her life, dude."
"If the other message Natalie passed to you was to belittle me and make me feel bad, tell her mission accomplished," Punk shot back, turning his head away to face the TV.
"I'm sorry, it's just things could've been handled so much better," Colt told him, alluding to the fact that he should have acted sooner to avoid having the mess he had now on his hands.
"Yeah, I know..." he replied lowly, choosing not to look at Colt.
"So have AJ and Amy talked since?"
"Nah, as far as I know," Punk answered. Each interrogating question just made Punk more and more depressed. At the rate Colt was going, he would soon find himself outside his front door looking in.
"If I remember correctly, doesn't AJ look up to Amy a lot? Like didn't she meet her as a kid or something?"
"Yeah, she did..."
"Damn, you just made things between them soooooo awkward," he commented, lengthening his 'so' for added effect, "Tell me again what both of them see in you because I personally don't see it."
"You're just jealous that you're single and not getting any," Punk hissed, a little fed up with what Colt was saying.
"Yeah, I am," he admitted, "C'mon dude, spill. What do you do to get such hot girls?"
Punk quickly turned his head towards Colt and glared at him with an iron stare, "First of all, don't you ever call April hot again-"
"April?" Colt was left dumbfounded by the name that had escaped Punk's lips.
"That's what the 'A' in 'AJ' stands for, genius."
"April," Colt repeated, "Awww, that's such a beautiful name."
"Cabana," Punk said in a warning tone, feeling uncomfortable by his friend's comments about his girlfriend.
"Sorry, go on."
"I don't really have any advice for you because you don't have a natural charm like myself," Punk shot him a smug grin, "So all I can say is just be yourself and be honest because girls like that about guys. They like guys who are upfront and real with them."
"But you weren't honest with Amy," he quickly countered.
"Hence why she hates me now."
"But damn, how the hell did you manage to bag AJ? She's smoking hot," Colt crassly pointed out, making Punk feel increasingly uncomfortable.
"Scott."
"Just like Amy, she's way out of your league," he chuckled.
"Scott."
"I knew you weren't naive enough to just invite her to a baseball game if you weren't going to be banging her at the end of the day."
"Scott!" Punk shouted, wanting Colt to stop the rude comments about AJ.
"What? It's true, isn't it?"
Oblivious to Punk, a light shade of pink appeared on his cheeks because Colt was indeed right. They did in fact have sex the moment they stepped into the house after coming back from the game, "Well, I mean, yeah, but-"
"I bet you brought her up to the bedroom with the curly bedposts," Colt cut him off once more but Punk merely smirked in reply.
"We barely made it past the kitchen," he informed Colt whose eyes expanded in surprise.
"Huh? You had kitchen sex?" Punk's smirk never wavered and in fact became larger as his eyebrows were raised suggestively.
"I didn't know she was that kinky," Colt said, still in surprise. He did not know AJ personally or even met her before so he had always had the impression she was a modest girl.
"I was surprised too since it was her idea but she really is a great girl," Punk told him.
"The sex is that good, huh?"
"It is but that's not the point. There's just something about her that feels... Different," he struggled for a moment, trying to find the right word to describe AJ.
"Well, she is a geek goddess so that instantly turns you on," Colt laughed as did Punk.
"I do like that about her since I can just be my nerdy self around her and not have to hide it. I also like that she's so passionate about wrestling but it's her all round personality which intrigues me the most. Basically, she's different from all my past girlfriends. She's…" he struggled once more but this time he found the perfect word to describe her, "Special."
"Sounds like someone's in love," Colt teased, trying to embarrass Punk.
"Heh, I am. I really hope I don't screw this one up 'cause she might be the one," he revealed as Colt laughed in reply. However, he quickly noticed Punk's stoned, serious face and realised he was not kidding.
"Wait, you're serious?"
"Yeah, but I think I gotta slow down before I get too far ahead of myself. We've only been together a couple of weeks but I am heading to her place next week though," he revealed as a small smile etched onto his face. Deep down, he was eagerly anticipating visiting her house.
"Because that screams slowing down, right?" Colt chuckled though he was happy that his best friend was so content with a girl that he was even considering the thought of marriage. He hoped that it would not go down the same route as all his past relationships.
"She invited me, plus I wanna see the place that houses this beauty."
Colt instantly groaned after hearing him say that, "Uhhhhh, that was so sappy. Do you use those lines on her?"
"Mayyyyyyybe," he dragged out.
"Man, wait until Cliff hears that you and AJ are an item. He's gonna be so devastated," Colt laughed as Punk chuckled along.
"He's a grown man, he'll live."
They proceeded to catch up on other things that have gone on in each other's lives while watching the game which was especially hard for Punk as Colt continuously teased a goal was about to happen throughout the game. When the game was finished, Colt finished off his coffee before deciding it was time to make his exit.
"Well I gotta go, thanks for inviting me," he said as he got up off the sofa.
"I didn't invite you," Punk hit back, getting off the sofa as well and showing Colt out the door.
"Yeah, yeah, in case you do your usual thing and screw things up with April, give her my number will ya?" he requested with a large grin, putting on his jacket.
"Sure, in fact, April has a gift for you," Punk responded calmly for once.
"Really?" Colt asked in shock, "She hasn't even met me yet."
"Well, I told her great things about you and she thought this gift was a way to say hello to a new friend," he explained.
"Cool, I can't wait to meet her. Now where's my gift?" he impatiently and giddily demanded.
"Close your eyes," he instructed to which Colt happily obeyed.
"Ok, wow Phil, I think this is my favourite girlfriend of yours. No wonder you think she's the one-"
Colt was quickly cut off when Punk returned the favour and kicked him in the groin as hard as possible as well, "Owwwwww! Fuck! For the love of god!"
"That's for kicking me and for saying inappropriate shit about my girlfriend!" he volleyed at Colt, emphasising on the 'my' as Colt rolled around on the ground in pain, grasping at his balls.
"Mother of god! Ice pack! Ice pack!" Colt begged as Punk chuckled and walked over to the fridge.
"By the way, you're right now in the exact spot me and April had sex," he snickered, tossing the ice pack to Colt.
"What!" Colt screeched as he quickly placed the ice pack onto his crotch, "Oh for fuck's sake! I need a cold shower too!"
"I'm home!" AJ made her presence known as she opened up the front door to her house. Within seconds, a small blonde Chihuahua skittered across the floor towards her, barking in happiness.
"Nacho!" AJ cried out as she crouched down to tend to her beloved pet. Nuzzling her nose against Nacho's after picking him up to her face, she looked away from him when her name was called out.
"April!"
"Erica! How are you?" she placed her dog back down on the floor and popped back up to give her sister a warm, endearing hug.
"I'm fine, it's been like forever since we last saw each other," Erica said after they let go of their embrace.
"It's only been a couple of weeks," she giggled as she watched Nacho run away to lie on the couch.
"That's still too long to not see my baby sister. Everything good?" Erica asked as AJ pulled her luggage into the living room.
"Yeah, why would you ask that?"
"I don't know, you haven't been honest with me," Erica accused, catching AJ by surprise.
"Huh? I've always been honest with you," she replied dumbfounded as Erica whipped out her phone.
"Not about this," she quickly showed AJ a picture of her and Punk at the baseball game on her phone.
"Oh... That..." AJ immediately giggled like a school girl and blushed, "How did you find out?"
"Jenny saw it on twitter and passed along the picture to me. Is he your new boyfriend?" Erica queried with a smile on her face. AJ responded by nodding her head with a smile breaking out onto her face as well.
Erica swiftly hugged her sister tight, "Oh my god, my baby sister finally has a boyfriend."
"Why do you sound so surprised?" AJ questioned with a small laugh before Erica finally released her hold on her.
"Ever since your last boyfriend, you've sworn off guys, even that good looking blonde haired dude you were kissing every week," she told AJ who merely rolled her eyes after she mentioned Dolph. When she was paired up with Dolph in storyline, Erica kept pushing her to pursue a relationship with him even though she did not feel that way about him. Furthermore, as Erica had mentioned, AJ was swearing off dating ever since her relationship with Trent.
"Well I was until this guy came along and-"
"Oh, wait, wait," Erica cut AJ off and led her to the couch where Nacho was resting, "Let's sit on the couch and you tell me about this new man in your life."
"Erica..." AJ whined as Erica pulled her down onto the couch.
"C'mon April, I wanna get to know him-" she said before being interrupted by the barking of Nacho who was lying in between them, "See, even Nacho wants to hear about this man."
"Do you really want to, boy?" AJ asked Nacho who replied with a cute little bark and jumped onto her lap.
"Ok, ok," AJ giggled as she petted him.
"Well, his name is Phil but everyone else knows him by CM Punk-" she started, stroking her pet to a comfortable nap at the same time.
"Wait, CM Punk? Isn't he that guy..." Erica snapped her fingers, trying to recall where she knew that name, "That guy you kissed during that love triangle story you had?"
"Yeah."
"Ohhhhhh, now I remember him. I didn't recognise him with his hood up. He was the one who approached you when you were still in NXT right?"
"Yup, the one that gave me the great advice," she replied, recalling the time her and Punk first met.
"Oh, now everything's coming back to me. This was the guy you had a mini crush on after the romantic story you had with him," she smirked at AJ who quickly scoffed at her accusation.
"Uhhh, no I didn't," AJ denied.
"Uhhh, yeah you did. I clearly remember you going 'Erica, Erica, he's such an amazing kisser, our tongues even touched! I got so lost in the kiss that I almost forgot to pull away! I swear, if the cameras and people weren't there, I would've ripped his clothes off right there and then!'" Erica reminded AJ, using a high pitched voice when mimicking her words.
"Ok, I don't remember saying that," she denied, holding a hand up at Erica while hoping to God that she was not blushing.
"Ok, maybe it wasn't word for word but it was along the lines of that. I remember how you had dreamy eyes for him for like a month or two and you wouldn't shut up about him," she reminded AJ.
"Fine... Maybe... I had a little girl crush on him," AJ drawled out as she scratched Nacho's back nervously, "But he had a crush on me too."
"Really? Or are you just making this up?"
"No, I'm serious," she firmly told Erica, "He said he had been harbouring feelings for me ever since the day we met when he confessed his love to me."
"He made the first move? Not you?" she asked in bewilderment.
"Yeah, is that so hard to believe?"
"Kinda, I always thought you would've made the first move seeing as how head over heels you were for him after just kissing him," Erica remarked.
"I was not head over heels for him!" AJ vehemently denied as she lifted Nacho off her lap and laid him down on the soft couch.
"Sure you weren't, honey."
"Whatever," she simply voiced before pushing herself off the sofa and heading to her bedroom, "I'll go change first."
"I'll just be here google imaging him for a bit," Erica replied as AJ took off her skull-emblazoned sweater, revealing a custom-torn Marvel Comics T-shirt and also changed out of her jeans into her usual boxer shorts after entering her room.
"What, you wanna find out if he has some scandalous pics?" she shouted from her bedroom as she closed the doors of her closet, "Because if you are, I'll save you the trouble and tell you he has none."
"Nah, I just wanna see what he looks like in the ring… And maybe even out of it," Erica answered while AJ moved to the full-length mirror beside her closet to tie her hair up into a ponytail.
"Hey, where's Pamela?" AJ asked, referring to her other pet Chihuahua. She had not seen her since coming home moments ago.
"Oh, she's in my room sleeping so don't make so much noise."
"Ok, jeez…" AJ lowered her voice even more so Erica could not hear, "Bossy much?"
"Holy crap! April!" Erica exclaimed, immediately causing AJ to rush out from her room.
"What?! What's wrong?! You just said to keep it down!" AJ reminded Erica who was looking back and forth between her phone and AJ.
"Are you sure your boyfriend is CM Punk?"
"Yeah, why? Does he have scandalous pics?!"
"No, he's gorgeous!" at that instant, AJ dropped her shoulders. All this while she had thought Punk was involved in some scandal in the past only to be told that he was rather easy on the eye, "Is he really your boyfriend?"
"Yes!" AJ answered adamantly as she placed her hands on her hips in annoyance, "God, is it so hard to believe that?"
"Kinda, it's scandalous in itself for you to have someone like him as your boyfriend," Erica told her, not once looking up at AJ as she continued to scroll through and admire pictures of Punk.
"Erica! Stop drooling over my boyfriend!"
"I'm sorry, I can't help it. He's so good looking, that beard, those tats, that body. Mmm, I could go straight for him," she admitted, biting her lip as she marvelled at Punk's good looks. It was true though, Erica had come out to her family as gay but somehow, Punk had managed to captivate her that much that she was calling into question her sexuality once again.
"Erica!" AJ shouted, yanking the phone away from Erica's grasp.
"My phone!"
"You're not getting it back if you're just gonna drool all over him," AJ warned as Nacho awoke from his short slumber to hear the sisters bicker among each other.
"I was just admiring him, that's all," she defended, scratching the back of Nacho's ear after noticing he had woken up.
"Whatever, that's my boyfriend you're looking at," AJ staunchly replied, marking her territory.
"Possessive much?"
"Damn right I am, I can't believe I have to fend off my own sister from him," she said, closing the page full of Punk's pictures on Erica's phone.
"C'mon, there's no need to be insecure. Think of it as me praising you for getting a man like that," Erica said as Nacho leaped off the couch and scampered towards AJ.
"Well that's a weird way of praising me and just for your info, I am not insecure about him," AJ sat cross-legged on the floor before scratching Nacho's neck, "He loves me."
"Hold up, he already said that?"
"Yeah, he said he was in love with me before we started dating," AJ informed her, much to Erica's surprise.
"Whoa, so do you feel the same way?"
"Of course," AJ swiftly answered.
"So you've said 'I love you' to him?" Erica queried, immediately noticing AJ's hesitancy.
"Uhhh… Actually... No," she answered, tending to her pet instead of making eye contact with her sister.
"Why not?"
"Well he hasn't said it yet so I'm waiting for him to do it."
"You've got to be kidding me," Erica said as a reaction to AJ's weak excuse in her eyes, "No wonder all your past relationships bombed."
"I've only had two relationships before Phil," she defended, looking up at Erica.
"Yeah and both of them left you 'cause you weren't showering them with enough love," Erica pointed out while AJ groaned in response, "I love you with all my heart and I mean this in the nicest possible way but you can be so clueless when it comes to love."
AJ promptly scoffed at her allegation, "Would a clueless girl make love to him the very moment he professed his love to her?"
"What?!" she reacted in shock, "You had sex with him the first night you two got together?"
"Mhmm," she hummed, smirking at her sister.
"Was it good?" Erica curiously asked.
"Must you know?"
"Well, I am your sister. Apart from your best friends, who else can you tell?"
"Ok... It was… Amazing, like the best I've ever had," AJ divulged, stroking the back of Nacho at the same time while recalling her first intimate moment with Punk.
"Well it was until last week when we did it against a wall," she shyly added, giggling to herself.
"No way, I didn't know you were that dirty," Erica teased, raising her eyebrows up and down at her.
"I didn't too but he brings it out of me," she admitted.
"So is it big?" AJ softly giggled before biting her bottom lip sheepishly and bobbing her head as a light blush came onto her cheeks.
"Is it too big for your mouth?" Erica crudely asked with a grin.
"Erica! That's it! Conversation over," AJ declared, cradling Nacho and popping back onto her feet before placing Erica's phone down on the kitchen counter and heading for her room.
"What? I'm just kidding," she giggled to herself, "Come back."
"No! It got way too weird," she hollered from her room as she lowered Nacho onto her bed.
"So you haven't tried it?"
"Not answering that," she sang the words, trying to blank out Erica's voice.
"Jeez, you sure do love keeping secrets from me," she noted loudly as she walked over to the kitchen counter to collect her phone. It was also the place where the baseball Punk had given to AJ was enclosed in an acrylic display case.
"Can you blame me when you ask these questions?" AJ rhetorically questioned as she continued playing with her beloved Chihuahua.
"So did he buy you a ball?"
"If that's a joke about how I should grow a pair then you should-"
"No, I'm talking about this baseball you have in a case," she clarified while AJ left the room to tend to her sister.
"Oh, that, he caught it while we were at the game and gave it to me. It was actually the reason why the cameras caught us being at the game," she revealed, rubbing the case with her thumb as she admired the ball.
"Awww, that's so sweet that he caught it for you," Erica remarked while intertwining her fingers together and bringing her hands close to her chest.
"I know right?"
"So is he the usual sports buff like most guys?"
"Yeah, but he's also into stuff like comics and video games and-"
"He's a nerd?" Erica spoke up in surprise, halting AJ.
"Yeah, I thought I told you this before?"
"No you haven't. No wonder you like him, someone is finally able to tolerate your geeky-ness," she said, poking AJ on her bicep.
"Shut up, as I was saying, he's also into 'The Walking Dead' and 'Breaking Bad' and he's also a massive wrestling fan."
"Ok, any man who likes 'Breaking Bad' is instantly good in my book," Erica revealed.
"Thanks for your approval, mom," AJ sarcastically replied, going over to the water jug in the kitchen to get herself a glass of water.
"Speaking of mom, you should tell her about him," she suggested, joining AJ in the kitchen.
"Do you think she'd care?" AJ asked as she poured the contents of the jug into the glass cup, "I don't wanna bother her."
"Hmmm, a man is seeing her beloved daughter. I wonder if she cares..." Erica wondered playfully as she tapped her chin with her index finger.
"Ok, ok, you don't have to be sarcastic with me. I'll call her later after I text Phil 'I love you'," AJ told her before taking in a mouthful of water.
"No!"
"Huh?" she quickly gulped down the water, "I should call him instead?"
"Sweet lord you're hopeless. It's the first time you're gonna be saying 'I love you' and you wanna do it over the phone?!" she rhetorically asked in a loud tone, almost scolding in fact.
"So I should do it on the computer through twitter?" she suggested with a light laugh.
"You're so clueless that I'm not sure if you're joking or not."
"I am joking…" AJ clarified, squinting her eyes at Erica, "So in person?"
"Yes in person, lover girl," Erica confirmed, shaking AJ by her shoulders, "But it's gotta be at the right time. You can't just say it outright the moment you two meet again."
"Ok, thanks for the advice, sis," AJ gratefully acknowledged her sister's help before finishing her drink.
"Anytime, April. I just don't want to see you throw away another relationship," she told AJ, having her best interests at heart.
"You just wanna meet him, don't you?" AJ slyly smiled while raising her index finger at Erica.
"Of course I want to! You should invite him over some time," she suggested, feeling giddy just thinking about Punk again.
"I already did, he's coming over next week," AJ revealed which was music to Erica's ears.
"Oh god, I gotta pick an outfit to wear," Erica quickly left the kitchen for her room.
"Don't you dare hit on him Erica 'cause I will legit bitch fight you for him," AJ cautioned as she watched Erica shuffle her feet into her room.
"Relax, I just wanna look good for him," she giggled before closing her bedroom door.
"Erica!"
AJ had been tossing and turning in her bed, unable to fall asleep. Looking over to her side, she saw Nacho wrapped up in his own little blanket, snoring away in deep slumber and here she was resting her back against the headboard of her bed while reading one of her Batman comics to try to fall asleep. She had been reading for a while but she was nowhere close to feeling sleepy. There was just something missing and she knew what it was, or rather who it was. She was missing having Punk's warm, cuddly body by her side in bed. Nacho was great to have around but he did not compare to Punk when it comes to a cuddling buddy. Sighing, she reached over for her phone on the bedside table to check the time.
"2.43am… It's been three hours and I'm still wide awake… I miss my Punkybear… Maybe I should text him, he's usually still awake at this time… I think… Nah, I don't wanna sound too needy… I'll just-" AJ's thoughts immediately halted when the phone in her hand vibrated and out popped a message from none other than Punk himself.
"Are you still awake?" - Punk
"It was as if he had read my mind," AJ thought to herself before unlocking her phone and typing out a reply.
"Yup, you can't sleep either, huh?" - AJ
"The usual." - Punk
"I'm on your mind that much, huh?" - AJ
"You betcha'. You won't believe what happened today between me and Colt." - Punk
"And you won't believe what happened today between me and Erica." - AJ
"Ladies first." - Punk
"Ok, go on Punkybear." - AJ
"Hahaha very funny. So Colt came to my house uninvited and kicked me right in the balls." - Punk
"What?! He did that to my baby?!" - AJ
"Yeah, he did :(" - Punk
"That's it, I'm kicking him in the balls when I meet him." - AJ
"You don't have to, I already did that." - Punk
"Good, was he screaming in pain?" - AJ
"Yup, but to be honest, I deserved that kick. It was actually from Amy." - Punk
"Oh, I guess she's still a badass chick. You still haven't talked to her, huh?" - AJ
"Nope, but don't you worry. She has good people around her to get her through this." - Punk
"Good, that's great to know. So how's your balls? Do they still work? 'Cause if they can't, I may have to rethink this relationship." - AJ
AJ giggled to herself after reading the message she had just sent as she rested her body on its side on the bed, resuming to text Punk in this new lying down position.
"They're working fine, just a little sore. Thanks for caring." - Punk
"Lol I can't tell if that was sincere or sarcastic." - AJ
"You can take it however you want it to be. So what's the haps with you and your sister?" - Punk
"The haps? Lol." - AJ
"I'm trying to be cool and hip like the kids nowadays." - Punk
"Haha so my sister found out about us and was being nosy about it." - AJ
"What did she want to know?" - Punk
"The usual stuff, 'who is he?', 'what's he like?', 'what's his interests?' and some other inappropriate things I can't share with you." - AJ
"Lol speaking of inappropriate, Colt thinks you're hot." - Punk
"Really? Tell him thank you but I'm taken ;)" - AJ
"I did, well I kinda did when I kicked him lol." - Punk
"You're so good with your words lol. Erica actually did the same thing, she couldn't stop going on about your looks." - AJ
"Oh really? So ummm, do you happen to have a picture of your sister?" - Punk
"Phil! If I could hit you, I totally would right now." - AJ
"Lol I'm kidding. Anyways, didn't you say your sister was gay?" - Punk
"She is but she said, and I quote, 'I could go straight for him'." - AJ
"Hahahaha I'm looking forward to meeting her." - Punk
"Phil..." - AJ
"Don't worry, I only have eyes for one Mendez girl." - Punk
"So sweet, I wish I could go over there and give you a kiss." - AJ
"Your mom does live with you right?" - Punk
"Phil! That's not funny! :(" - AJ
Punk laughed seeing her response. They continued to joke around and tell each other about their day, replying to one another's text messages within seconds of receiving them as they texted throughout the night. That, however, soon ended when AJ took a relatively long time to reply.
"April?" - Punk
"April, you there?" - Punk
It was at that point that he knew AJ had fallen asleep and he was glad that he could comfort her to sleep even though he was hundreds of miles away from her.
"Goodnight sweetie :)" - Punk
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