A/N: Hey guys. I'm really sorry about the long delay, I'm still sick and haven't been well enough to update. Here is a short chapter for you all, hopefully you haven't all abandoned me.

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Disclaimer: I own nothing but the OC.

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Chapter 27: Girls Just Wanna Have Fun.

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Punk POV.

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That woman is impossible. She just took a hissy fit in front of half the roster and stormed off like a child. Another classic example of her immaturity. She is petulant, childish not to mention extremely stubborn and she knows exactly how to push my buttons.

After our little scene outside the restaurant I didn't really feel like having breakfast, so I grabbed a coffee to go and took it outside to get some air. I wasn't really in the mood to face the guys who had witnessed all that, it was humiliating to say the least. Not only did my girlfriend just show me up in public but she turned it all around and made me look like the bad guy.

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It wasn't all my fault. We had an argument, she took everything I said out of context then threw me out before I got the chance to explain myself. I was pissed off, but I gave her a few hours to calm down then went to her room to apologise. I don't think I was in the wrong but if it was down to Scarlett we'd never speak again. Her stubbornness knows no limit. Now I'm a stubborn guy myself, I don't like to admit when I'm wrong, and I'd never apologise if I wasn't wrong, at least not with anyone else. Normally I'd let the other person make the first move, especially if it was their fault, but Scarlett is a whole different kettle of fish. With her I've apologised, pleaded and even begged, qualities that are not in my nature at all. I guess I'm just so afraid that if I don't then I'll lose her. And I can't let that happen.

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She says that I don't trust her, that I'm paranoid, that I'm looking for excuses for us to end. I don't know whether she truly believes these things, or if she's saying them to hurt me, but either way it does kill me. How can she say I want us to fail? When everything I've done has been to keep us going? Sure the fighting with Orton is stressing her out but doesn't she see that I'm not fighting with him for the sake of it, I'm fighting for us? The moment I stop he'll be straight in there smelling weakness, and that man will stop at nothing til he destroys us. As for being paranoid, that's laughable. I'm being realistic. Orton wants Scarlett, they're in a romantic storyline together. Bit of a coincidence that. Orton has some major pull backstage, it wouldn't surprise me if he had orchestrated the whole thing just so he could get close and put his paws all over her. And of course the bonus would be pissing me off, which he has succeeded with.

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Scarlett just doesn't see things the way I do. Maybe it's because she's so young, she hasn't had the years of experience dealing with relationships and dicks like Orton as I have. She's too naïve to his manipulative ways. I trust her, of course I do. It's him that can't be trusted. He'll use her vulnerability to his advantage, slither his way in and take her away. And I can't let that happen. I love her, I don't think she realises just how much I love her. Again maybe that's due to her age, perhaps the age difference really is the big issue here and we're fucked either way. But all I know is that I will not give up, I will not stop fighting for us. Not til the day that she looks me in the eye and tells me to. Until she tells me she doesn't love me any more.

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Scarlett's POV.

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I stormed back to my hotel room and slammed the door behind me. That man is impossible. He is irritating, pretentious, righteous, and he knows exactly how to wind me up. We've always had our fair share of fights, like any other couple but this one had gone too far. Throughout all of his thinking he'd thought of at least ten different reasons of why I'd leave him, some including Randy and some not. But not once did he think of a reason of why I would not leave him, not once did it enter his pig headed brain that I'm not like that. And that hurt. My own boyfriend thought so low of me. It stung bad. Any body else and I would be able to just shake it off but not Phil, coming from him it was like a dagger through my heart.

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Here was a man I loved so completely, a man that I had opened myself up to, warts and all, a man who I was head over heels in love with and he was basically telling me that I wasn't worth the same in return. I could never think that of Phil, so obviously he didn't love me as much as I loved him. Perhaps I am immature but I'm young and he knew that when we first started going out. If he didn't like that side to me then he had every opportunity to leave back then. Now I'm in deep and I don't know what to do. Part of me doesn't want to care about the things he said. That part wants to ignore it all, pretend it didn't happen and go back to being blissfully in love. Another part of me is so angry and hurt. That part is telling me Phil doesn't really love me, that I'm just his mid-life crisis, that I deserve better. Then there is the other part that is just so utterly confused by everything, that doesn't know what to do. The one thing all these parts have in common is that they are giving me a headache.

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I walked into the bathroom and splashed cold water on my face. My eye caught my reflection in the mirror. I barely recognised myself. I used to be bright eyed, the eyes I saw were dull and red. My face looked older, but obviously not wiser. The person staring back was most definitely not me. Well, not a version I was willing to accept.

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I ran back into the bedroom and grabbed my phone, scrolling through the contact list til I found the person I was looking for.

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I pressed call and held the phone to my ear as it began to ring.

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"Hello?"

"Hey, it's Scarlett."

"Hey! What's up?"

"I need some fun. What are you doing tonight?"

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Thank you for reading. I'll get the next chapter up as soon as I can.

Roxxi