Hey everyone, it's Lori! Thank you so much to those that are being loyal reviewers! Love you! (:
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Punk decided to watch in the trainer's room as he decided to get his back and shoulders massaged. He felt his muscles loosen up as the therapist worked her hands on his stressed body. He looked over across the room and saw Zack chatting it up with Mel. He rolled his eyes as he knew that Zack came in here on purpose just to talk to the nurse.
He closed his eyes for a second and relaxed, feeling the deep massage work its wonders on his back and shoulders. He opened his eyes to look at the TV and then saw AJ crying and running backstage. "I gotta go. Thanks Anne." Punk said, slipping his shirt on before running out of the room.
AJ was on her knees, crying over the loss, yet laughing hysterically at the thoughts of destroying Beth. She swung her hands back and forth for a couple moments before running a hand through her wavy hair. She giggled as the tears ran down her cheeks. She wasn't going to take that. She was going to find Beth, and she was going to terminate her.
"AJ! AJ!" Punk yelled, running over towards her. She didn't look at him as she was too busy planning whatever she was thinking. Punk furrowed his eyebrows as he kneeled next to her. "What are you doing?" Punk asked, confused on why she was just in the middle of the backstage area.
AJ giggled as she wiped the tears from her eyes. "She's gonna get it. She's gonna get it real good." AJ grinned. Punk stood up, raising his eyebrows at her sudden odd behavior. "AJ. Come on, let's go back to the room. We have an early flight tomorrow." Punk said, placing his hand on her small shoulder.
The small diva slowly got up and faced him, giving him a wicked smile. Punk frowned, he was getting really confused with her tonight. She linked her arm through his and skipped towards their car.
Punk eyed her up and down as she was skipping beside him. She started to sing. "La la la la la." Did Beth really hit her that hard?
Punk followed behind her as she skipped in front of him. They got into their room and packed their bags. Punk finished and laid down on the bed. He watched as AJ had the same smile plastered on her face. That loss probably hit her hard, he thought to himself.
He sat up and watched her zip up her bags. She skipped over to the bed and went underneath the covers. She pulled the covers over her head for a moment before pulling them back off quickly. "Peek a boo! I see YOU!" AJ squealed, starting to giggle again.
Punk laid back down and watched her giggle endlessly. "AJ.." He groaned. She looked at him and tilted her head. She blankly stared at him for a few moments and then pouted.
"Come on. Tell me what's going on.." Punk pleaded, hoping she would finally snap out of it. He looked into her crazed eyes. They seemed different to him, a bit darker than usual.
She stared at him a little bit longer before leaning in and kissing him on the lips. Before he even had time to react, she pulled away and started to cry. Punk sighed and ran a hand through his hair. He rolled over so that he was on his side and pulled her closer to him. He stroked her hair and kissed her cheek, he could taste her salty tears on his lips from when he kissed her.
He wiped her tears away from her eyes with his thumb. "It's okay AJ. I'll get you a rematch." Punk said, trying to calm her down. He had never seen this side of her before. Well, he did before in their storyline, but not in reality.
She stopped crying and looked into his eyes and smiled before curling up against him. "Thank you, Punk. I love you." AJ whispered, hugging him tightly. Punk felt her wrap her arms around him and squeeze him. He looked down and smiled at her. "Love you too." He sighed. That was probably the first normal thing she had said since her loss tonight. This was going to be a long and confusing night for Punk.
They both woke up and got ready for their early morning flight. The whole WWE roster headed to the airport and boarded the plane.
AJ was quiet though. Punk would watch what she would do, because she wasn't hyper like she usually was. He took his sweater and zipped it up. AJ closed her window and lifted the armrest up that was in between her and Punk. She looked into his eyes and gave him a small smile before leaning her head against his. Punk smiled back and closed his eyes.
"Punk?" AJ said quietly. Punk opened his eyes and gave her a slight nod. "Yeah?" He said. AJ reached over and held his hand. "You're not mad at me, are you?" AJ asked, squeezing his hand tenderly. Punk shook his head. "Well, of course not. But I was confused." Punk muttered, running his tongue over his lip ring.
"Okay, good." AJ sighed, hugging his arm. Punk sighed and rolled his eyes before closing them. What the hell was she up to this time? He thought.
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