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Chapter 6


AJ paced back and forth. Not looking at the two men that sat on a bench waiting for her to speak. Neither jumping at the chance to speak in their defense just yet. She had a firm gaze on the floor as she found the right words inside her head.

Swiftly she stopped her movement. Tucking some of her brunette locks behind her ear she took in a deep breath before turning to look at both of the men.

"What the hell were you thinking?" She hissed.

"AJ, they have attack both of us eve-" Randy started to speak up, but AJ cut him off with a quick raise of her hand.

"Forget I asked." She rolled her eyes. She realized she really didn't care to hear what either had to say. But she was damn sure gonna make sure they listened.

"Now what Punk does and what nexus does isn't good. And yes they have attacked you both. But that doesn't make doing the same to them a good thing!" She yelled stomping her converse clad foot in emphasis.

"OK, ok. We're sorry." John said.

AJ had doubts. Especially from the scoff Randy let out after the statement.

John nudged his friend light and gave a light glare.

"Fine, we're sorry." Randy sighed. Rolling his eyes still as she spoke.

AJ sighed.

She didn't really believe them, but at this point it was the best she was gonna get.


It had been a week since that night. A week of trying to avoid talking to him.

However AJ could not ignore him any longer. And she could not shake off the feeling that what John and Randy had done had been so wrong.

"I said I was sorry." John sighed.

AJ may have, at least for the most part, accepted the so-called apology. But she was far from getting over the actions the two friends had done.

"AJ, you know we had a right to fight back." John reasoned.

Not the right reasoning as AJ glared at him. "You have a right to fight back when they attack you. You know in defensive. Attacking them is like sinking down to their level."

"You mean, Punk's level."

John words hit a nerve. AJ went silent as the words ran in her mind. She couldn't deny that he was technically right. Even if she didn't want to believe them.

It was the truth. Punk had attacked both John and Randy. Also Punk had far more numbers on his side than John or Randy during those bouts. She had the sinking feeling in her gut that John was right.

All the evidence said he was.

But Punk had a reason. She knew he did...

He just hadn't told her what it was yet.

"Can you and Randy-" She started looking through her head. "Please don't go attacking them again. And defiantly not like that." She pleaded.

Her large brown eyes looking into his blue orbs for assurance.

"I'll try." He answered.

AJ resigned to being the best she would get. She dropped her gaze to her lap. Nervously looking to her hands.

"I'll try." he repeated once again gently grabbing her chin and tilting her head up.

Placing a kiss on her forehead he said "I'll see you later. I need to talk with Randy."

AJ nodded still feeling the kiss on her forehead.

She wanted to trust him. She really did. But she just couldn't shake the feeling that something else would happen soon.

You mean, Punk's level

His words echoed in her head as she sat back down.

How was she having trouble trusting John when he had been nothing but honest? How could she not trust him she she trusted Punk completely? Trusted Punk even though he wasn't giving her any answers?


Rolling her neck she closed her eyes briefly before looking over at her worried friend.

"Are you sure about this?" the red-head asked.

The Texas native nodded looking down at her black and yellow ring attire. "I am." her mind flashed back towards her seemingly broken best friend.

Alicia nodded extending her hand "Give me one." she demanded looking at the two toned beauty "You are not doing this alone."

Kaitlyn gave her fellow diva the arm band just as the red heads music played.

Alicia tucked the armband between the short black spandex attire and her undergarments before exciting the black curtains.

They both stood at the top of the ramp basking in the glory of the fans cheers. Maybe for the last time ever if their plan went accordingly.

Walking down the ramp they did their usual entrance before waiting for their opponents music to hit.

The two blonde's made their way down the ramp with their no-nonsense attitude and immediately began the match.

Kaitlyn quickly tagged Alicia in as Natalya came at her with a close line. Thankfully Alicia ducked just in time throwing the blonde off balance long enough to get the upper hand.

Biting the inside of her cheek Kaitlyn distracted the referee as Alicia pulled out some of her old dirty tricks confusing the fans as to why two of their favorite divas were playing dirty.

After two minutes of going back and forth Alicia tagged Kaitlyn in with a smirk watching as the two toned diva used her strength against Natalya all the while mocking Beth who was patiently holding onto the tag string waiting for her turn.

Standing off to the side Kaitlyn gave the crowd an amused look as Natalya tried to crawl back towards her blonde partner. Before she could reach her kaitlyn was pulling her up. Looking at beth she preformed her finisher on Natalya getting the three count.

Before Beth had time to get in the ring Alicia was flying from her spot and had close lined her off the ring and onto the matted floor. Kaitlyn pushed the hurt Natalya out of the ring.

Looking over at her partner Kaitlyn smirked before pulling out the arm band she had tucked into her pocket. Alicia did the same.

Looking at each other they slowly pulled the yellow and black arm band on.

Now all they had to do was wait.


"Punk." his name was shouted out as Gabriel ran into the room "Turn the television on."

Giving him a questioning look he did as he was told.

His eyes glued to the two Divas in the ring. Sitting side by side in the ring wearing black and yellow ring attire and sporting the armband proudly on their thin arms.

Shaking his head he stood up following Justin out of the room.

"The guys are by the curtains." he informed their leader "What is this? What do we do?" he questioned as they reached the men dressed in black and yellow.

Punk looked at them "We let them in."

"But-" Otunga cried out.

"Their Divas!" Mason Ryan finished his statement.

Punk raised an eyebrow "And? They are good Divas." he pointed out.

Sheamus nodded along "I say yer right Punk. We let them in."

Punk gave him a nod as his music hit and they slowly made their way out.

The Divas stood up leaning against the ropes looking up at them.

Punk slowly raised his fisted arm. Sheamus, Justin, Heath, Otunga, and Ryan following.

Kaitlyn took a deep breath looking over at Alicia before raising their arms up proudly.


The scene was familiar to her. Very familiar.

The tears were welling up in her eyes as she stared at the television screen. Her mouth open in shock as she looked on.

Her best friend was making her up the ramp only to be greeted with smiles and gentle slaps on the back.

"AJ." his voice was gentle as he took the small brunette in his arms.

"I'm sorry, AJ." He said, sounding sincere.

AJ was getting sick of those words.

Locking eyes with him she froze. She realized now that they were in a warm embrace and that he was now getting closer. She knew what he was looking for. She hadn't even noticed how his other hand cupped her cheek as well. She couldn't turn her head as she had before.

His eyes were closed, but her's were very much open when their lips connected.

She was in shock. She didn't know what to think of the kiss, but she knew she couldn't handle losing anymore friends.

She pushed back slightly in response. Feeling how his lips curled upward at the motion.

Her eyes drifted shut, trying to convince herself that this was right.

With her eyes shut she didn't see the pair of green eyes watching them...


A/N- Well that's it :) We decided to update since we got such good feedback and because Raw was awesome... What did ya'll think of Raw and of this chapter?

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