Anger mangement? I wonder where that came from?

At almost at the end of The Miz's and CM Punk's match...

As the Miz got ready for the DDT, he was about it hit CM Punk with it until CM Punk reversed it by hitting Miz with his elbow. Once the Miz had no choice but to let him go, CM Punk wasted no time on lifting the Miz for the GTS. He hit the Miz with his knee and went for the pin.

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"The winner of this match, the WWE Champion CM Punk!"

The referee held up CM Punk as the Winner of this match. Abigail went to the ring and stood side by side with the champ. She high fived him and gave him a hug, but the celibration was soon cut short when the WWE fans suddenly boo'ed.

Chris Jericho appeared on the titration screen. Abigail and CM punk stared at Chris began to talk the two of them.

"You enjoy that victory with that WWE Championship while you can, Punk. No matter what you do, I can see straight through you. I see you as a frawd. It's not the fact your best in the world. I'm talking about you as a person." Once Chris said that, Abigail didn't like where this was going and her gut knew this. Usually her gut was telling the truth.

Once Abigail asked a microphone from Justin Roberts, she held it and yelled out, "Where in the hell is this going, Chris?"

"Where this is going is that I'm about to tell a dirty little secret and the reason why CM Punk is Straight Edge! I'm going to prove you, Abigail, and the wannabe's here how much of a frawd he is." There was this grin on Chris's face that Abigail did not like.

"Punk, the reason why you're Straight Edge is that your father is an alcoholic!"

At right then and there, Abigail dropped the microphone and paniced a bit. In her mind it ran like The Flash from the DC comics. She wanted to know how in the hell did he find out and why did he had to say this kind of personal stuff out loud in a live TV.

"That's right. Your father is an alcoholic, who let you down every step of the way when you were growing up. It terrifies you that one day you will become like him. It doesn't matter how much you want to get away from the alcohol, but its actually in your blood! This is the only thing that gives you nightmares! It just terrifies you!"

Abigail had enough of Chris Jericho's antics, so she grabbed the michrophone that she dropped and yelled out, "Shut the hell up!" Her screaming was was enough to cover the cheers that the WWE fans were giving her.

"No, I'm not going to shut up! Everyone needs to know the truth about this frawd and maybe open your eyes about this man!" Chris was suddenly staring at one angry Speeding Bullet as CM Punk stared at his girlfriend, but that didn't stop Chris from talking at all.

"Isn't that why you have those tattoos? To cover up who you really are?" It was CM Punk turn to look at Chris. It was already too late for saves, CM Punk was already upset.

"If anyone is going to make you drink, it's me. I'm going to make you drink and that's when I win the WWE Championship at Wrestlemania! When you lose the WWE Championship, you are going to take a drink...I'll guarantee it!"

And just like that the titration turned off and it left CM Punk and Abigail in disbelief, but to top all of that both of them were angry. To the WWE fans, it seemed that Abigail was the angriest in the ring. She didn't noticed CM Punk leaving in the ring until he whispered her to come with him.

She followed him though but suddenly snapped within Abigail...

Her full anger was released and from out of no where she left CM Punk as she ran towards backstage, looking right and left for her former mentor, Chris Jericho. She was beyond pissed off and she wanted answers from him now.

"Chris! Where in the hell are you?" She yelled out.

Wade Barret could be seen, not to far away and was really making his way towards her. He heard her shouting out Chris Jericho's name. He was also his former mentor from the first season of NXT and he wanted to know why she was looking for him.

"What's with all your yelling?" Wade asked, who was not yelling unlike Abigail.

"Where's your former mentor, Wade?" Abigail asked him, with a serious look on her face. Wade looked towards the back, realizing now what kind of trouble he is now. Not that he cared for him anymore. He cut ties with him a few years ago when he was the leader for Nexus.

"Last time I saw him he was at his locker room. Just go straight." He pointed straight ahead and at the door that. Before Abigail would ran her way towards the locker room, Wade made this final words for her.

"Hey, a word of advice: Maybe you should cut ties with that mentor of yours like I did."

She might have to reconsider that, because the way that Chris is acting right now. She didn't respond to him, so she ran her way towards the locker room and tried to open the door. She couldn't because it was locked.

"Damn it, Chris! Open this damn door!" She yelled out as she banged on it hard enough for everyone to hear. She kept on banging it and banging it with her fists until her knuckles started to bleed. She had to stop because she was feeling way to tired from banging on the door alot.

"Zack, over here!" She could hear Christian's voice not too far away. Foots steps were the next thing she head when she turned around to find Zack Ryder and Christian runing towards her.

"Abbs! We've been looking all over for you...what happened to your knuckles?" Christian went to look over her knuckles and they started bleeding.

"I think their busted..." Abigail said slowly, looking over her two fists.

"Well, no shit Abby! We gotta get you to Jack!" Zack yelled out, kind of angry and paniced. Mostly paniced by this whole thing.

"Geez, Abby. One more punch against that door and your knuckles would have been broken. You almost risked yourself out of the Diva's Championship." Jack said, wrapping both of her hands with white bandages.

"I suggest not wrestling for a week, since your knuckles were only bleeding." Jack suggested.

Yes, she knew that she was reckless and stupid. Enough to make her knuckles bleed and almost cost her the Diva's Championship!

Another set of feet were running and they were getting louder and louder until someone stopped at the medical room. Christain, Zack Ryder, and Abigail saw CM Punk at the door way, looking at Jack.

"Is she alright, Jack?" He said, with a lot of concern for Abigail.

"Yeah, her knuckles started bleeding and she's not going to wrestle for a week." Jack said nodding at him.

CM Punk sighed and walked towards Abigail. "Getting reckless?"

"I just didn't think about what I was going to do next." Abigail spoke out a little angry.

"Listen, just don't do that when you have a championship match. Especially when that match is at Wrestlemania." CM Punk said, staring at the wrapped hands.

"I know I was acting stupid. I keep saying that in my mind." Like if there wasn't any other way how in the hell she was come out of this. She had no problem with not wrestling for a week, but with Chris Jericho around it was going to be hard to keep her cool, even if Eve tried to pull some strings on her. She had a way to fight with her feet, if that became a problem.

All those things he said just for a championship? The old Chris Jericho that she knew was gone and the new one was already taking over.

"Tell me if Chris gives you any trouble and I'll give him a reason for him to go to sleep." He said softly kissing her forehead.

"I think she got this anger from her father." Christian joked.

"Or Randy. She did spend a lot of time with him when she was little or when he had the time to do so." CM Punk replied to Christian.

Jack turned to the group of four and said, "No wonder she considers him as her favorite uncle!"

"What? How could you..?" Christain lowered his head and pretended to cry infront of the group. Abigail couldn't even have something to say on the matter other than, "Uh...sorry?"