Travis' p.o.v.
I open my eyes slowly. And see AJ sleeping on the chair. Why...Why am I in a hospital? How did I get here? What the fuck. I feel sore. I feel hurt. I look at cute AJ is, when she sleeps. She looks so adorable. I give her a small smile. I see AJ opening up her sleepy eyes and looking at me. She gives me a sad smile.
"Hey, babe. You're awake".
"Yeah. AJ , what happened?".
AJ sighed. "
You were in a title match against Rusev. It was a last man standing match. He pretty much lifted up on his shoulder and drove you into the board".
"Hi, Travis. I'm . You have broken ribs from the hard collision. A torn ligament on your right knee. And some tissue scar on your right knee as well. No brain damage. No back problems. But if I were you, I'd take a lot of time off. I understand that you're a wrestler, (and my personal favorite wrestler), but...It's best if you just heal".
Travis nodded. "I get what you're saying. How long do I need to heal?".
"5 months to a year. Maybe more. You're going to need surgery on that tissue scar. it's tiny surgery".
"Shit". Travis mumbled. "Thanks, doc".
"You're welcome".
No one's p.o.v.
"Great! My career is...I just didn't want it to be like this".
"I know it sucks. But try to think positive".
"How so, AJ? How? I'm banged up!".
AJ frowned.
Travis' face softened. "I'm sorry". He whispered.
"it's okay. You're frustrated. I understand. We'll get you patched up, and before you know it, you'll get back into that title picture. Okay?". AJ smiled playing with Travis' hair.
"You promise?". He asks.
"I promise. I'll take care of you, don't you worry".
"Thank you". He smiled.
"I love you". AJ cooed.
"I love you too, spider-girl". He smiled at her.
"I'll call Paul, in the morning".
*The next morning*
Paul: Hello?.
AJ: Hey, Paul. It's AJ.
Paul: Hello, AJ. I heard about Travis. Is he okay?.
AJ: He's going to need a tiny surgery on his tissue scar in his right knee. A broken rib and a torn ligament. He's going to be out for a half a year. Maybe a year out of action.
Paul: What?! That's awful! Tell Travis, I said I hope he feels better. I'll call him later.
AJ: Okay, Paul. Take care.
Paul: You too.
Paul hung up the phone.
Steph: Who was that?.
Paul: AJ. Travis is injured. He's going to be out for a a year and a half. Maybe a year.
Steph frowned and scratched her head.
Steph: What are we going to do?. Actually, never mind. I'll send him a get well soon card, and check up on him soon today.
Paul: Good idea.
CM Punk stood by the door along with Joey and Jamie. He high fived them and grinned.
CM Punk: Rusev did a number on him. Beautiful! I gotta kiss him, when I see him.
Roman over heard them talking. He growled at them and walked away. He saw Cena in catering and sat next to him.
Roman: I heard about your little brother, I hope he heals up.
John: Thanks, Rome.
Dean: Me too, John. I have a theory.
Seth: Oh, brother.
Dean: You haven't even heard it yet! Anyway...I think Rusev set that up.
Roman: What do you mean?.
Dean: It wasn't in the script. Rusev was supposed to put the announce table on top of Travis to win, and what happened?.
Seth: You don't think...
John: Those assholes!.
*A week later*
From AJ: Hey, John. Your little brother's surgery was successful. He will be rehabbing his right knee. He'll be back within a year, to fully recover.
From John: Thank GOD. Thanks AJ.
CM Punk: Yo, so when I hooked up with that Daphnie brooks broad, she's a fucking-"
Randy punched CM Punk in the face. Seth, Dean, and Roman went to attack Joey and Jamie.
Dean: I know your plan, PHIL, AND IT WON'T WORK!.
CM Punk: fuck off, Ambrose! Your just mad because Renee and I-"
Dean went on rage mode and beat the hell out of CM Punk.
Seth: DEAN! Dean, STOP!.
Dean: Don't you touch my girlfriend, YOU SON OF A BITCH!.
Roman, Seth, and Randy pulled Dean off of Phil and dragged him away from getting into trouble.
Later on, CM Punk went to flirt with Reene Young. He wrapped his arms around her. He whispered, "let me make you feel good, baby. Let me hit that, tonight".
Reene looked at him with disgust and slapped him. "PERV!". She shouted.
Michael Cole: Guys, this is a massacre! CM Punk, Jamie Noble, Joey Mercury, Del Rio, Sheamus, Curtis Axel, Batista and Rusev all beating up on; John Cena. The viper. Dolph ziggler. Wade Barret. Zach Ryder-WAIT. Here comes Reigns, Ambrose, and Rollins! Here comes Daniel Bryan!
CM Punk's friends all outside the ring. Roman grabbed the microphone.
Roman: Let's air out, some dirty laundry. Shall we? CM Punk, ever since you've been WWE champion, you've been a complete psychopath.
Seth grabs the Mic.
Seth: Main event after main event, you only wanted to be champion. And that's it. You only care about yourself. You've faded away who you really are...Just an asshole with a loud mouth...
Dean grabs the mic.
Dean: And a tiny dick!
Daniel Bryan grabs the mic.
Daniel: To match with his tiny, tiny brain.
*Back stage*
Seth: We got your back and your brother's back too. Don't worry.
*During the main event match*
CM Punk brought out a chair and hit John with it, several times. His friends assaulted John's friends backstage. Rusev came out and did his finisher to John. After John passed out, CM Punk grabbed the mic.
CM Punk: All you losers, listen closely. I am the face of this company. I am better than pussy in the back of that men's locker room. I am the best in the world. And If you're listening at home, Travis...I will break your pathetic friends until there bones crack.
He drops the microphone and screams, "BEST IN THE WOOOOOLRD!".
*Later that night*
Nikki: John, who are texing so much?.
John: AJ.
Nikki: Why?.
John: To see how Travis is doing.
Nikki:Oh, who cares! Come John, come tap this.
She motioned for him to go to her as she swayed her hips.
John: I'm sorry, NIkki, I can't. I need the updates on him.
Nikki: Why are you talking to AJ, anyway?.
John: She's taking care of him. Why do you care?.
Nikki: I don't!.
John: Then why ask.
Nikki: You're such a dick! No wonder...
Nikki walks away.
John: No wonder what? Nicole!.
John sighs and gets a picture text from CM Punk, it's of him and Nikki Bella in bed. From last night.