Silence filled the room after Katiyln and Dean had left the two alone. AJ glanced up awkwardly at Punk, who just stared at his shoes.
"What's wrong?" She asked softly, her voice breaking slightly. He looked up from the ground for a second, before turning his attention to the ceiling as he avoided her gaze.
"I have to go." He spoke quickly, turning to leave.
"Wait-" AJ called out, standing up quickly. She grabbed at her ribs in pain, bending over as she yelped. Punk rushed to her side, holding the woman up in his strong, tattooed arms. He helped her back down on the sofa, sitting beside her. "Please don't go." She begged him, desperately, tears forming in her eyes. Though she wasn't sure if it was from the pain from her ribs or the need for Punk.
"I can't stand this." He confessed. "I hate seeing you in pain, and I can't do anything to help." He was becoming frustrated, and though it scared AJ, she knew that he would never hurt her. Not like Daniel had hurt her.
She reached over, her tiny hands holding his. "You help me just by being here." She reassured, but he just pulled away from her with a sigh.
"Don't." He asked her calmly. "Don't pretend that I can help you, AJ. I've never been able to help." He began to rant, the straight edge superstar's breathing rapidly increasing. "I couldn't save you before, and I can't save you now."
AJ glanced down at her twiddling thumbs, feeling the hot tears burn her eyes. "But you saved me tod-"
"No!" He yelled, making the brunette diva flinch backwards. She couldn't hold back the tears anymore; they rushed down her cheek in streams. "Dean saved you, I couldn't even get there in time." He sighed, defeated. "I should have done more..." AJ wanted to reassure him, but felt unable to speak as she just watched him painfully put himself down. "I'm leaving." Her head snapped up as she stared into his eyes. "For a bit. I need to get my head straight." The black widow wasn't sure what to say; when was he going to be back? A few hours? A day? "I'm going to stay with my sister for a few months." He announced, causing AJ to inhale quickly as she frowned. She knew there would be no point in arguing with him.
"I'll miss you." Was all she could muster before she felt a hitch in her throat. Covering her mouth with her hands, she sobbed quietly. He furrowed his eyebrows, before wrapping his arms around the small girl. She sobbed into his t-shirt quietly, never wanting to let him go. The brunette wanted so badly to beg him not to leave, but she knew it would be of no use.
He kissed the top of her head gently, holding the shaking, fragile woman in his embrace. "I'll miss you too." He whispered into her brunette curls, feeling his heart ache.
Sorry for the short chapter, but I have some pretty big things planned in the future! And sorry Punklee fans, however don't lose faith yet, Punk's not leaving forever! ;) I did have a lot of Ambroselee fans ask for AJ to choose Dean, so hope you enjoy these two for a while! But I can't ever promise happiness! ;)