~ What Lies Beneath ~

Author's Note - I'm not gonna hold you up. See the bottom for all the boring stuff where I try to explain my absence. I hope I haven't lost you all… :(

Warnings - Strong language throughout and possible scenes of a sexual nature ;)

Disclaimer - I own no-one but Abbie in this story. This is merely a work of fiction; it all came from my brain. At no point do I suggest this story reflects reality, it's entirely made-up. Any other songs, cars or brands mentioned also belong to their respective owners.

~ What Lies Beneath ~

~ Chapter Fifty Three: ~

Waking up to the comforting sensation of his heart beating under her cheek was almost enough to convince Abbie that the last few weeks had been a bad dream. She inhaled gently through her nose, his musky scent dancing around her senses. It had definitely been too long since she'd felt his skin under her own and she was reluctant to move. If she moved he might wake up and when he woke they would have to put some distance between their bodies.

Wanting to make the most of this rare intimacy, she pretended that she was still sleeping and to her surprise, when she felt him stir underneath her he too remained still. She smiled into his chest when his hand came up to brush her hair back and she felt his lips brushing her temple.

She yawned and stretched, groaning at the thought of having to get up as she craned her neck to look at Phil who was watching her in amusement.

"Morning" he smiled, voice thick with sleep. He looked so cute like that; hair mussed and face stubbly.

She grumbled in response, pulling the duvet tighter around her.

"Rise and shine, Colt's coming over in an hour" he laughed, checking the clock on the nightstand.

"But I'm warm…" she whined.

He chuckled and draped an arm over her shoulder. Goosebumps followed, covering the skin trailing the path of his hand. He rubbed the top of her arm and silence ensued, unspoken words thick in the air between them. If this 'friends' situation was going to work, how could they be so comfortable sharing a bed? How could it feel so right that Abbie was cradled under his arm, his bare chest radiating warmth?

She was drawn from her thoughts as he ruffled her hair and sat up.

"I'll be in the shower" he winked.


She was just pulling on a hoody and some sweatpants when the doorbell rang. Phil wandered out into the living area in his basketball shorts and a zip up sweatshirt. She heard their greeting and some chatter as she poked her head around the corner.

"Look what the cat dragged in" Phil joked, sending her a look as she collapsed onto the couch. She wasn't sure, but she thought Colt might have frowned when he saw her emerge from Phil's room. That wasn't a good start.

"Hi Colt, how are you doing?" she asked with an unsure enthusiasm.

"He's fine, let's go get food. I'm starving" Phil interrupted, hurriedly locating his shoes.

"Is Mike coming?" Abbie asked as Phil ushered them out of the door.

"He caught a flight home early this morning" he replied.

"Oh…" Abbie frowned, shrugging as she trailed the pair out of the apartment building.

Crossing the street to one of Phil's regular haunts, they found a secluded table and they ordered.

"I'm just heading to the bathroom" Phil announced, leaving the two of them alone.

There was an awkward silence, Abbie smiling lightly at Colt in an attempt to prompt some conversation. It did. Unfortunately it wasn't the conversation she hoped for.

"Look. I'm not trying to get involved or whatever. But I do have something to say. I don't know the exact details of whatever happened between you two…but don't fuck Phil around. He's my best friend. I know him better than he knows himself. He's been through way too much to have some girl be fucking with his head at this stage in his life. I don't care what he says, time's ticking and I know he misses being with someone. That man loves you. Like a lot. And from what I can tell, he's done nothing wrong. Make up your mind and do the right thing. My point? If you're not interested, get the fuck out of his life alright?"

Abbie's mouth fell open slightly and her eyes widened in shock as she took in what Colt had just told her. She sat silently, hands trembling lightly at the verbal attack by someone she'd only met once before.

Phil returned shortly, taking a seat and noting the tension.

"You alright Abs?" he asked, frowning at the look on her face.

"I'm not feeling too good…I'm gonna head back to the apartment and lie down" she mumbled, slipping out of her seat before any more questions could be fired her way.

"What did you do?" Phil turned to his best friend.

Colt shrugged but couldn't keep the guilty look from his face. "Colt. What the fuck did you say?"

"Alright alright…I only told her not to fuck you about…it wasn't even bad"

Phil threw his knife and fork down in frustration. "Why? Why did you do that?" he yelled.

"I just…I don't like seeing you in this limbo between happiness and loneliness man…"

"Stay out of it! You don't know anything about me and Abbie alright! I told you some stuff because I needed someone to lean on. You don't know half of it. Do you think I'm stupid or blind? I know when someone's playing me. I've dumped girls for less than that before. This is different. Trust my fucking judgement for once!" he shouted before storming out.

"I just hate seeing you hurt" Colt mumbled as Phil left.


I'm sorry. I was out of line. I fucked up. But I was right last time I warned you and I'm warning you again. Don't fall into bed with her unless you're 100% sure it's the right thing to do. I'm really sorry Punk. I'm here for you if you decide to promote me back to friend status anytime soon.

CC

Phil ran a hand over his face and stood, walking over to the bathroom where he knew she was and knocking lightly.

The door opened with a soft 'click' and she emerged, a towel wrapped around her lithe form, her skin shimmering with water droplets.

"Sorry…I just wanted to talk to you" he rubbed the back of his head and backed up to allow her to pass.

"Seems like we've done a lot of talking about nothing lately" she shook her head. She noted the conflicting emotions warring in his eyes and sighed, relenting. "Give me five"

When she returned to the living area dressing comfortably in an oversized pyjama shirt and some shorts Phil was laid out across the couch, hands folded across his chest and eyes closed. Something about Colts words rang true in her head. As composed and cool as Phil always seemed, there was definitely something bubbling under the surface. Why is everything always so complicated? Phil was right; nothing had been the same since they admitted their feelings for each other. Her heart ached for the times when she could just enjoy his company without the elephant in the room that was their failed romance.

She wandered over to him, taking a seat on the couch opposite. After a few moments he spoke.

"I'm sorry"

"For?" she asked.

"Letting him upset you earlier"

She pursed her lips. "It's okay. It wasn't your fault. At least I assume not"

"I didn't put him up to it, no. But I guess it's my fault for confiding in him" he mused.

"Everyone needs someone to confide in Phil. You taught me that" she added.

He stretched a little, sitting up.

"What's wrong?" she asked.

He frowned. "What do you mean?"

"You're not yourself. You're not care-free"

"I've never been care-free" he rested his head on clasped hands.

"What's on your mind Phil?"

"What's not on my mind…" he replied.

"For once it's me trying to get you to open up…" she chuckled humourlessly.

"Strange huh?" he laughed lightly, leaning back as she crossed the space between them so she could take a seat beside him. He lifted an arm so she could slot herself in underneath and he released a breath as she sidled into him.

They were silent for several minutes, unspoken words hanging heavy and weighing down on them. She looked up at his face, watching him close his eyes and just…breathe. Running a hand over the top of his head she sighed.

"I miss your hair"

His voice was gravelly. "I miss you"


Abbie crouched behind the curtain, listening to the chanting crowd as RAW went live. She was first up. This was exciting. Her music struck and the noise was deafening. Chants of 'Abbie Rose' rang out around the huge arena and she gave the camera a wink as she made her way towards the ring. She made sure to give her midsection a rub, playing on her injuries from last weeks beating. The noise died down as her music cut and she raised the mic to her lips.

"Now I'm not going to sugar-coat it. Last week sucked" she spoke, hearing noise break out among the fans once more.

"But…and this is the important part…I didn't go down without a fight and I intend to invoke my rematch clause tonight!"

John Laurinitis' music hit and boos erupted.

"Be careful what you wish for" he smirked. Before she knew what was happening, she felt something hard hit the back of her head and she crashed onto the mat. Beth Phoenix was the attacker and the blonde made sure to kick her hard in the ribs for good measure. Abbie retreated to the corner, pulling herself to her feet as Natalya climbed into the ring holding what used to be Abbie's title. The bell rang and still dazed, Abbie tried to get the upper hand. But every time she did, Beth would pull herself up onto the apron to distract the ref. Sure enough, Natalya retained the title by way of dirty tactics. Beth tossed her a chair and Abbie took the shot from Natalya like a pro, fans going wild.

She headed backstage to film her promo with Vince next. She was excited to work with him onscreen; it would be the first time of what she hoped would be many chances to work with such a legend.

The cameras cut to a shot of Abbie, icepack in hand and slumped on the bench of the divas locker room. Vince flirted with the girls before clearing his throat and addressing Abbie.

"Kiddo…what happened out there was unacceptable. You were robbed of that title. Now while I can't give you a match at Money in the Bank for it - Johnny boy already signed the contracts for Natalya to defend it against Eve…I can put you in another match…"

The segment cut and Abbie thanked him. She showered before checking her texts.

Have you checked your emails?

Punk x

You're gonna love this…check out what Vince sent around

Kelly xoxo

Abbie frowned, opening up her emails. Sure enough there was one from headquarters.

Employee,

You have been selected as one of the members of WWE's talent roster to take part in a team-building exercise to be filmed and broadcast on WWE dot com. This exercise will stretch over two days, one of which will be travelling to the location of Money in the Bank. Transport and accommodation will be provided. Please embark the coach marked 'WTD1' at 9am tomorrow morning. Attendance is mandatory. Please contact Vince McMahon if any problems arise. Many thanks.

WWE events team

WWE HQ,

Connecticut

The fuck?

Abbie x

So it's not just me? That's a relief

Punk x

Is this a joke? Team building?

Abbie x

Vince loves all that bullshit.

Punk x

Aren't you excited?!

Kelly xoxo

Hell no

Abbie x

It sounds like fun!

Kelly xoxo

Hell no

Abbie x

Lighten up

Kelly xoxo


Twenty four hours later and Abbie hauled her bags up the steps of the coach marked with the correct name. When they said there was no rest for the wicked they weren't kidding. The first thing she noticed was the emptiness of the coach. She spotted John Cena, Phil, Zack Ryder, Cody and Dolph as well as Kelly, Eve, Natalya and Beth. She was curious as to why they were all sitting separately when someone spoke.

"Right, last person's here so I'm sure you're all dying to know what's going on"

Abbie turned around in the aisle of the bus to see a short, plump man at the front of the coach with a clipboard.

"I asked you to take a seat separately because you're going to be paired in teams for these two days - one male and one female to each team.

"Shotgun Abbie!" Phil called out as it became incredibly noisy with everyone shouting out their preferred partner.

"I'm afraid your teams are randomly assigned; or rather assigned alphabetically by your birth names"

Collective groans were heard across the bus.

"First team is Blank and Brooks - Kelly and Punk. The second is Cardona and Carolan - Zack and Beth. Third is Cena and Evans - John and Abbie. The fourth is Neidhart and Nemeth - Nattie and Dolph. And finally we have Runnels and Torres - Eve and Cody. Please move to sit with your respective partner"

Abbie breathed a sigh of relief. John she could handle. She felt for poor Nattie and thanked her lucky stars she managed to evade Cody.

"Sorry but what is the point of this?" Abbie piped up. A few murmurs of agreement came from the others.

"It's supposed to be fun. And it's a nice feature for the website. It's your media week before Money in the Bank and you guys get to enjoy this instead of signings. Make the most of it" the man shrugged.

The journey was just over an hour and Abbie spent the time listening to music. John was sleeping next to her, clearly exhausted from his schedule. Her eyes were drawn to Kelly and Phil every now and then, watching them laughing and joking.

Upon arrival at the place they'd be staying, they realised it was some kind of outdoor activity centre. They left their bags and were immediately shown to their first task - a game of paintball. They were given camouflage gear to cover their clothes and grabbed their guns.

"Oh it's on" Abbie grinned, smirking at Phil as he adjusted his visor.

"Think you can handle it little girl?" he teased, elbowing her.

"Bring it on fucker"

They were given all of the health and safety instructions by the marshals and each team was given a base. Simple rules - capture the flag. You get shot - you're out. They were led through some woodland until each team was positioned in a separate wooden hut.

"You ready for this Abbie?" John asked, crouching in the mud beside the window.

"Never been more ready in my life sir" she saluted him.

"Atta girl. Any good at sniping?"

"Never tried it" she shrugged.

"Okay, well you're probably a faster runner than me so as long as you don't mind being in the line of fire, I think you should go for the flag" he instructed.

"Yes sir" she nodded.

"I'll cover you. Plan B - run like hell"

She laughed as he dipped two fingers in the mud and scraped it across her cheeks. She did the same to him.

"Good luck soldier" he saluted.

She smiled, returning the gesture.


Phil surveyed their surroundings, assessing the best spots for hiding.

"Phil…I'm scared"

He turned to face the blonde and took the band she was using to shakily tie back her hair. He scraped Kelly's hair back and tied it in a messy bun on top of her head.

"That's better, don't want your pretty hair getting covered in mud and paint do we?" he smirked.

"Don't ever become a hair stylist Phil" she commented, checking her reflection in the window of the hut.

"You'll be alright kiddo" he gave her shoulder a squeeze.

"Does it hurt?"

"Yeah. So don't get hit" he laughed.

She whimpered.

"Okay, here comes the pep-talk" he crouched down in front of her. "Think of the other girls on the other teams…"

She frowned.

"Do you think any of them are scared?"

She shook her head.

"Exactly. They're tough as nails, all four of them. Even Eve. She looks like she'd snap in half if you pushed her too hard but she's as tough as Beth mentally. You need to compete with that. Pull yourself together. What's the worst that's gonna happen? You get shot and we lose"

She smirked. "What makes you think it's me that's gonna lose it for us?"

"That's the spirit" he laughed, slapping her on the shoulder. "Let's kick some ass. Follow my lead"


The marshals blew the whistle and it was game on. Phil crouched under the window and beckoned Kelly to follow him out. The first few shots were heard through the trees and Phil laid his back flat against the wood of the cabin. He motioned for Kelly to stay quiet and remain where she was. James Bond-style, he ducked and rolled, now laying on his front hidden by a log. He sent Kelly and wink and she followed suit.

Phil elbowed Kelly and pointed as he noticed Nattie and Dolph attempting to be stealthy. "One chance okay? As soon as they hear a shot it's game up. You go for Nattie, I'll aim for Dolph. Shoot then run. On 3…"

Kelly nodded shakily, aiming.

"3…2…GO" Phil yelled. Phil sent a paintball soaring at Dolph's chest, smacking him straight in the centre. Nattie moved a split second before Kelly's shot caught her arm and was quickly searching for her attacker.

"I'll cover you, go for the flag" Phil yelled, sending some more shots flying in Nattie's direction. Kelly stumbled to her feet and ran for her life. She winced as she heard shots narrowly missing her body.

"FUCK!"

She turned just in time to see Eve step out from behind the cabin and shoot Phil square in the lower back. He gritted his teeth and turned to see who the culprit of the sneak attack was. Kelly watched as he shouted to her. "Leave me behind, I'm not gonna make it!" he joked in an over-dramatic fashion. "Avenge my death!"

And she did. Distracting Eve by racing across to the next hide, she allowed Abbie to get a perfect shot from behind. Sniping from the window of the hide, Kelly had the perfect shot at Nattie. She ducked before anyone saw her and sent her final paintball flying at Cody's right thigh. Hearing his grunt of annoyance she knew she hit her target.


Abbie made a mental note of who was left in the game. Beth, John, Kelly and Zack. She watched a shot from John smack Zack in the shoulder and grinned from her hiding place. They had this one in the bag. How Kelly was still in was beyond her but either way, Abbie did not want to lose. She heard a scream and saw Kelly, flag in hand with Beth standing over her.

"Run Kelly!" she heard Phil yell from the 'out-zone'. There was no-where to run though. And with Beth standing out in the open, Abbie aimed and fired catching the top of Beth's arm. Kelly took the chance to escape and raced towards her base but not fast enough. John realised they were close to victory and left his position. Abbie gave chase, John taking the back route and blocking off the entrance to Kelly's base.

When Abbie arrived, she found Kelly trying to bargain with John.

"Please don't shoot me! I'm scared! Please John!" she squealed.

Deciding to take it easy on her, Abbie aimed for Kelly's buttocks. As painful as it would be, it was the fleshiest part of her to take the impact. She squeezed the trigger and Kelly yelped, dropping the flag.

John bowed. "Do the honours?"

Abbie saluted him, snatching up the flag and returning it to their base. She high-fived John as the marshals announced the end of the game.

"You bitch" Kelly scolded her.

"Sorry…had to be done" Abbie laughed.

"I'm not gonna be able to sit down for weeks!"

"But I am SO proud of you" Phil laughed, wrapping an arm around her.

"But we lost…" she pouted.

"But you kicked butt" he chuckled.

Photographers for WWE dot com took pictures of each team and the whole group before they moved on to the next activity - an assault course. The rules were simple - girls go first, guys go second. The order of the girls finishes decides the head start each guy gets. They suited up and gathered for team pep-talks.

"I have no worries. I know you'll kill it. Speed isn't my strong point but I'll give it my best" John nodded.

"We destroyed the competition in the last game, let's do the same again" she laughed.

John ruffled her hair.


Phil massaged Kelly's shoulders, whispering encouraging words in her ear.

"You're the smallest…that means you're probably the quickest. Don't be intimidated by them. You got this"

"Thanks Phil" she laughed.

The girls lined up at the start line, mixed reactions as the first part of the course was revealed. They had to dive onto a series of platforms floating over a very chilly looking pool. They heard a whistle and they jumped. A splash was heard as Nattie missed the platform and plunged into the water. She had to swim the rest of the distance. Both Abbie and Kelly forged ahead, jumping from one slippery platform to another. Abbie was vaguely aware of camera flashes. She didn't enjoy having her photo taken and now was no exception but regardless, she had bigger things to worry about. She heard John shouting support and glanced back at him. Phil was staring right at her and she let a brief smile cross her face.

That was until she felt someone knock her off balance. She gasped as she fell head first into the freezing water, coughing and spluttering. Seeing Eve race to the final platform and up the ladders on the other side, she knew who it was.

"What the hell?" John yelled.

"You can't fucking do that!" Phil shouted concerned.

"As long as no one gets hurt, anything goes" the marshals shrugged.

Abbie swam as fast as she could manage with her muscles aching from the cold and hauled herself out of the water and up the rope ladders. Only Nattie was behind her at this stage and she had some major catching up to do.

Kelly scrambled to the top, aware that Beth was only just behind her. She dried her hands on the towels there and grabbed the rungs of the monkey bars. Due to her slender frame, she had no problems swinging across them. On the other side, she was faced with a scary-looking zip line. Swallowing hard, she sucked it up and hooked herself on.

Abbie was across the monkey bars and down the zip line just in time to see Kelly, Eve and Beth climbing the climbing wall at the bottom. Pushing herself hard, she scrambled up it, luckily managing to stay on and swung a leg over. Picking out a clear space to begin the descent, she heard Kelly scream as she lost her footing and plunged into the water at the bottom. Eve forged on, reaching the ledge off to the side and evading the icy water. Abbie was concerned when Kelly didn't emerge and watched for signs of movement in the water. She was about to shout for help when she saw Phil dive in. He surfaced, Kelly over his shoulder as the marshals helped them both out of the water.

Realising she was about to be caught up by Nattie, she pushed on. They army crawled under some netting with Eve and Beth just ahead. The final obstacle was 200m sprint. Now considering how exhausted they were, this was a toughie. But Abbie knew this was her best chance to catch up. Sure enough, within the first 50m she caught Beth. Eve however was faster than she looked. They were neck and neck over the line, neither girl knowing who crossed the line first.

They collapsed to the ground, laying back and catching their breath. Staring up at the sky, chest heaving; Abbie felt John's hands grasp hers and haul her to her feet. He pulled her into his chest, hugging her tightly.

"Seriously great job coming back from that fall kiddo" he ruffled her hair.

"Thanks" she laughed.

She spied Phil trying to console Kelly who was shivering, towel wrapped around her frame as she tried to warm up.

"I'm so sorry" Kelly pouted.

"Don't be fucking ridiculous Kel, it's a game!" Phil laughed.

"But I lost it for us. I feel like shit" she whined.

"It's not lost yet" he chuckled. "Who carried the team in paintball huh?"

She smiled, hugging him.

Abbie narrowed her eyes before catching herself and plastering a smile back on her face.

"That was a close one ladies but we've double checked and Eve edged it. Congrats"

Eve squealed in joy, jumping into Cody's arms. Abbie felt a pang of she wasn't quite sure what.

Eve approached her gingerly, holding out a hand. Abbie took it. "Good game"

Eve nodded.


Those results meant Cody went on the first whistle, John on the second, Zack on the third, Dolph on the fourth and Phil on the final whistle. The girls sat on the side warming up with blankets and hot drinks as they watched the boys battle it out. Cody was fast. And what John had in strength, he lacked in speed. It didn't take long for Dolph to catch up at all, and Phil wasn't far behind. Cody crossed the line first, Dolph second, Phil third with John and Zack bringing up the rear.

After a quiz and some much needed food back at their accommodation, they headed up to their rooms. Apparently the cameramen were happy with the footage they got and everyone was exhausted. Abbie bid goodnight to John and opened the door to her room, closing it behind her and leaning against it. She wanted nothing more than to knock on Phil's door and spend the night with him but she was trying her best to respect their agreement. Friends. Friends don't need to be together all the time. She had to stop. Changing into her pyjamas, she found a film on TV and settled on the king size bed. Her phone buzzed on the nightstand and she dived for it, catching herself, almost embarrassed by her reaction. She sighed, picking it up and reading the text.

Wondering if you wanted to watch some Walking Dead? You know me and not sleeping.

Punk x

She smiled despite herself.

Actually I was sleeping…

Abbie x

Sorry. I'll leave you to it

Punk x

I'm joking dumbass. See you in five.

Abbie x

He opened the door in sweatpants that rode low on his hips and nothing else. She had to swallow hard to not let her reaction show.

"You had me going there; thought you'd blown me off" he raised an eyebrow, leaning against the frame.

"What can I say, always the joker" she grinned.

"You were quite impressive today"

"Are we going to stand in the hallway all night and talk about my mad skills or are you gonna let me in?" she asked bluntly.

He chuckled and let her pass, shutting the door and following her to the bed. She took one of his pillows, propping it against the headboard to make herself comfortable.

He watched, amusement dancing in his eyes.

"You never told me you were good at paintball"

"I have many hidden talents" she smirked.

"Oh really?"

"Really" she bit her lip.

"Balance not one of them?" he teased.

"Oi!" she threw a pillow at his head. "Enjoy teaming with Kelly?" she asked, a slight sting to her tone.

"Not as much as I'd have enjoyed teaming with you"

"Right answer" she winked, punching him in the arm.

He joined her on the bed after putting the DVD in the machine.

"Seriously though, you were damn impressive today"

"You expected any different?" she smiled.

"I dunno" he shrugged, looking vacant. "There's a lot about you that surprises me. Apparently there's a lot about you I have yet to find out"

"I knew you were trouble the moment I met you" she grinned. "We haven't known each other all that long though"

"It's weird. It doesn't feel like it"

She frowned at his contemplative mood. In his silence, she made the big mistake of letting her eyes wander. From those grey sweatpants she loved so much…up his soft stomach she so badly wanted to touch…across his toned, decorated chest…to his chiselled face with the stubble she adored. Having him right there, half naked was too much. She had no idea what came over her, but it seemed a lifetime of barely any intimate contact finally caught up with her.

It was almost an out-of-body experience as she sat up. She swung a leg over him, sitting on his lap and placed her hands against his bare chest. His eyes widened at her sudden move and with his heart beating hard against her hand, she lowered her face to his and kissed him.

Immediately she felt his lips part for her. He let out a satisfied grunt, one hand moving up to cradle her neck and the other entangling itself in her hair. She felt his tongue slip into her mouth and she granted him access, losing herself in the taste she missed so badly. When they broke for air, her lips immediately attached themselves to his jaw, kissing all the way up to behind his ear and down his neck. The taste of him was intoxicating and she could hear his shaky breaths beside her ear.

She felt his palms run up her thighs until they reached her hips, stilling her movements.

"What are you doing?" he breathed.

"I don't even know anymore" she whispered, gently sucking his lower lip and softly nibbling at it.

"This is just…I can't…fuck" he panted as she pressed her lips hard against his once more. He needed to talk, to stop her but her lips were so soft and her skin smelled so good he just couldn't bring himself to do it. As his fingers brushed a sensitive spot on her neck and she whined into his mouth; reality returned.

"Abbie what the fuck are we doing?"

She pulled back a little, lips swollen from his kiss.

"You want me to go?" she asked sadly.

"No…I just…"

She nodded, making to climb off of him. He grabbed her wrist, the other hand caressing her face softly.

"Until Money in the Bank is done…this needs to stop…until we know what we want"

She nodded, understanding but wishing she didn't feel so rejected. She knew that wasn't what he was doing, that he didn't mean for her to feel that way. But she couldn't stop the heavy feeling filling her chest as she bid him goodnight and returned to her room.

Phil ran a shaky hand over his face. He screamed his frustrations at the wall. "Fuck!"


Next up - Money in the Bank. How will the match end? Will Phil and Abbie finally talk it out? How have Colt's words affected Phil?

Okay so I hope the super super long update made you hate me less. About me not updating for WAY TOO LONG? All I can say is life got in the way. Not even in a good way. It just did. I'm sorry. I hope some of you are still reading. If so, let me know, I could use the little comments that make me smile. As far as the next chapter goes, at the very latest it should be Christmas time. I'm back home then so I should be able to make it up to you all. Once again, so sorry. So so sorry.