CM Punk's POV
When I got to my room Taylor was already on the bed.
"You asleep?" I asked getting in next to her.
She turned and faced me. "Not anymore. What do you want?"
I shrugged. "I just wanted to know how you would feel if I uh-" I stopped midsentence not knowing if I wanted to continue.
She had a confused look on her face and she sat up so she could look down at me. "How I would feel if you what Phil?"
I sighed and put my hands under my head. "How would feel if I went to jail?"
"For what?"
"Finding your ex and bashing his head in." I told her seriously.
"Punk, that's not funny."
"I know; I wasn't trying to be funny. I was serious. Dead serious."
"Well you don't need to do that. I'm still trying to completely get over that. You doing that would just resurface that whole issue and I know I can't deal with that again. Besides, what would happen with our relationship?"
"It's a known fact that people in jail can still have relationships; and healthy ones too."
"Phillip Jack Brooks don't you dare." She said through her teeth,
"Ohh, all three names..." I said waving my hands and pretending to be scared.
"Punk, I'm serious."
"I know you are." I said laughing and she rolled her eyes.
"Then why are you laughing Punk? I could live my entire life and then some without having to relive those moments." He voice was choking up and she looked like she was going to start crying again.
"Do you know how hard it was for me to tell you that? And then you have the face to joke about it." She said sniffing and wiping her eyes before any tears got the opportunity to fall.
"Look, Taylor, I'm sorry. I was just trying to lighten the mood."
"I appreciate the gesture. I really do but that's one part of my life I don't want to joke about. That part of my life should e put in a box never to be opened again." She said quietly and I just stared at her.
"I didn't know it was that bad."
"Punk, I can count on exactly zero fingers how many times I tried to deal with this or even to get past it. Yeah, it's been that many I've just practically given up. My past ruined every aspect of my life to date."
"Everyaspect?" I asked raising an eyebrow at her.
"Yes, every aspect. If I don't think about it; I'm all good. It's a good thing they're dead so I won't have any coincidental meet ups."
"Andrew is dead? I didn't know. So I guess I won't have to kill anyone then."
"No, he isn't dead. He's... somewhere. I don't know nor do I want to know. If I saw him again I'd crumble."
"No you won't!" I argued putting a hand on her shoulder.
"You're stronger than that."
The sound of her laugh was filled with so much sarcasm. "Ha-ha! Thanks, but I'm not. Drew was different at first. A lot like you actually; he paid attention to me and he listened to me. Then when he wanted to make the relationship more intimate and I told him I wasn't ready, he freaked. He meant so much to me and for some reason I felt he had some kind of hold over me. Part of me still feel like I have to love him. That's the control he had over me. Add some fear to that and you won't want to see him again either."
"I didn't kn-"
"Of course you didn't and that's it. End of subject." She said lying on the bed and turning her back to me.
"Hell no! You need to get this off your chest. It clearly still bothers you and it's obvious it still has some amount of effect on you."
"Oh, like you're bothered by your dad?" She retorted and I just stared at her and she just laughed.
"Oh, yeah Punk. I went there. The difference with me is that at least I started to open up but the big tough CM Punk is too high on hi shores to do so."
"Look, Taylor, this isn't the same thi-"
"Save it Punk. We already had this argument and it didn't end well." She said pointing to her wrists.
"You know what? I'm gonna crash on one of those bunks tonight. You know; chat with Kofi a bit. Goodnight babe."
She turned to walk away but I grabbed her hand. "You don't have to." I said trying to pull her down back on the bed.
"I know, but I want to." She said pulling her hand away and leaving the room.
"I can never catch a break." I muttered as she closed the door behind her.
***
"Morning!" I said cheerily as I walked out my room the following day.
I wasn't as happy as I sounded; I was just hoping that my mood would lighten Taylor's.
Kofi looked up from his phone and smiled at me. "Hey babe!" He said matching my cheeriness.
"Morning Kofi." I sighed glancing over at Taylor who was acting as though I wasn't even there. I sat next to and she scooted over.
"Morning Taylor."
Instead of answering me, she sighed and plugged in her headphones.
"What was that about?" Kofi asked and I shrugged.
"We had an argument last night."
"Ouch, sorry dude. I've seen her mad at you before. Good luck with that right there."
"Luck is for losers." I said scooting closer to Taylor and watched as she aimlessly searched through her phone. I took that opportunity to send her a text.
~I'm sorry.~
I looked over at her to watch her reaction when she saw the text; nothing.
She just looked at the message and continued what she was doing. So I texted her again.
~Whenever I'm ready; you're gonna be the first person I come to.~
Still; nothing.
~I love you.~ I tried one more time.
When she got the message I watched her she just stared at the message.
Taylor's POV
Last night proved that under his bad boy act; under all that "I'm so tough' exterior, Punk was a big softie. I mean, look at him now; texting me because I didn't want to talk to him.
Yeah, I said it. I'm mad at CM Punk.
I was forced to open up and he just refused to do the same. It's a shame I love him so much.
My phone vibrated and I looked at the message.
~I love you.~
I stared at the message and sighed.
Did I mention he was a big suck up?
CM Punk's POV
I had my headphones in my ears but I was still on the couch next to Taylor. she was a tough nut to crack.
It seemed like a lifetime later but Taylor finally placed her head on my shoulder just as my phone vibrated indicating a Twitter notification. I opened it and saw a tweet from Taylor:
Tayylor: I wanna smach CMPunk's face with his juicer. He's so annoying; but I love him.
I smiled and replied to the tweet.
CMPunk: Tayylor Well, you're welcome to use my juicer anytime!
I watched as she read the tweet and stood up.
"Where are you going?" I asked pulling her back down.
"You said I could use your juicer. I really do want to smash your face with it." She said trying to pull herself up and I laughed.
"You've got to be kidding. You were serious?"
"Yes, weren't you? Babe, don't play with me. I really wanna do it."
I smiled and pulled her further on the couch. "I've got a better idea babe." I said closing the distance between us.
I kissed her and she slid down on the couch so I was now on top of her.
My hands snaked up under her top and my fingers explored the smooth skin there. She ran her tongue over my lip ring and I made a sound I didn't even know I was capable of.
"Jesus, I'm right here guys." I heard Kofi say in a disgusted voice.
"Could you not do that in front of me? I don't need a constant reminder that I'm nowhere near my wife."
I completely ignored what he said as my hands snaked further up Taylor's top.
"Phil." She whined and pushed me off her. "You heard what he said. Can't you at least be a bit considerate?"" She asked pulling down her top.
I smirked and scooted closer to her. "Nope." I said kissing her neck.
She squirmed and giggles. "Phillip, stop it." She said as she got up and stretched.
"Kofi you wanna play a game?" She asked stretching over me for the game controllers.
"No, Kofi doesn't want to play anything." I said glaring at Kofi who just shrugged.
"Yes we are playing." She said placing a quick kiss on my lips.
"Okay, so what do you want to play?" She asked turning to Kofi.
"I can't believe I'm being ignored. I'm going for a run."
"The bus is moving; you can't go for a run." Taylor pointed out causing Kofi to laugh.
"Fine, I'll just go read some comics." I said as I stormed to the back of the bus.
***
"Babe?" I heard Taylor say as she knocked on my door.
"Yeah?" I asked closing the comic I was reading.
"We're here. So, uh, get ready so we could head into the arena."
I shook my head and walked to the door. "You know you could come in right?" I asked leaning against the door.
I heard the door knob rattle and I quickly dashed for it.
"Phil! Come on!" I heard Taylor whine as she pounded on the door. "Open the door."
"Why do you wanna come in?" I asked laughing.
"I need to get changed Punk. Open the fricking door."
"What's the magic word?" I asked. I was loving how frustrated she was getting.
"You complete asshole! Open the door!"
I opened the door just as she decided to run her shoulder into it. Needles to say; she ended up on the floor.
"You jackass!" She said getting up and running her arm.
"Aww, you want me to kiss it?" I asked walking up to her. She giggled and ducked out of the way.
"I'd rather kiss a pig." She said backing u as I continued walking towards her.
"Really? That hurt babe; a pig?" I asked placing a hand over my heart.
She nodded as the back of her legs collide with the edge of the bed causing her to fall back. I laughed and jumped on the bed; pinning her there.
"Punk, what are you doing?" She asked as I started kissing her neck.
I raised my head and smirked down at her. "Making up for last night." I said connecting our lips.
"We don't have time for this." She mumbled against my lips. I ignored her and slipped my tongue in her mouth.
In a matter of minutes she was fumbling with the hem of my t-shirt and I reluctantly broke away from her so she could get if off.
"I'll make time. Besides I'm not on till the end of the show." I said bending down to kiss her again.
Who asked me to talk and ruin everything?
"No, Punk." She said lightly tapping my inked chest. "Let's go now."
I could never catch a break.
From the bottom of my heart I'm so sorry this took so long to post...
But here it is! Idk about this chapter though.. I guess it was a filler. I dunno when the next chapter will be posted though. Just be patient with me.
On a brighter note *breathes* FREAKING AJ LEE IS BACK!
Okay, I'm okay.
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