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Chapter 12
He knew blurting it out wasn't the best idea. But looking around the full room he knew that was the only way to go.
"We're all suspended." he blurted it all efficiently ending the conversation going around.
They all stared at him incredulously before erupting in questions.
"Vince is stripping the title from Sheamo." he says quietly looking up to meet his friend's eyes.
The red-head looks at him before standing up. His muscles are tense as he walks away. The door slams behind him as he exits the room.
Kaitlyn stands up patting Punk on the shoulder "It's not your fault. We all knew what we were getting into." she says "I'll go after him."
Walking down the empty hotel hallways she's glad they are staying in a different hotel room than most of the superstars and divas.
Peaking her head into the hotel's gym she spots him repeatedly hitting a red bunching bag.
She walks closer to him sitting on the small bench. He notices her quickly, giving the bag one last kick before joining her on the bench. His red hair plastered to his forehead, sweat rolling down his face as he lets out a huge sigh.
"You okay?" she asks even though she already knows the answer.
He gives her a look before shaking his head "No I'm not Katie. How can Vince strip me of me title. I earned that title." he says angrily his muscles tensing up once again.
She nods in slowly. If she had a title that was being stripped off her she sure as hell would be angry. Placing her hand on his knee she felt him relax under her touch.
"Come on Sheamo." she bumps her shoulder against his with a smile. "Let's go back. Punk really wanted to come but I volunteered."
He looks down at her with his usual easy going smile "Ya volunteered huh?" he asks with a small smirk.
She just rolls her eyes but a smile creeps on her face as she grabs his hand and drags him out of the gym.
She looks at the phone noticing the many txt messages on them and many missed calls. None of them from the man she truly wanted to talk to.
HUffing angrily she answers her phone as it lights up again "What do you want?" she says angrily into the phone.
"AJ-" he begins.
"No John." she interrupts "I'm done. I don't want to hear it. Not from you. All I want from you is to get Vince to get the guys back on TV."
"Why are you defending them." he demands over the phone "None of them are your friends. Kaitlyn left you behind. She betrayed you. Punk cares about himself and no one else."
"Stop right there-" she runs a hand angrily through her hair. "You know better than anyone that Phil." she likes the way the name rolls off her tongue "Is a very loyal friend. And he sure as hell doesn't do anything without thinking about the consequences. He doesn't say things he doesn't mean. That's not who he is."
"There you go defending him again." John cries out in anger.
AJ glares at the wall of her hotel room "I'm done talking to you. Call me when Vince allows them back on RAW." she hangs up without saying goodbye.
Throwing her phone across the room she watches it as it slides down the wall still inapt thanks to the case around it.
Running a hand through her long brown hair she let's out a frustrated sob.
The room was filled with a choking tension. At least it felt that way to Punk. Questions had died away and they were all just staring at him. His only relieve was Sheamus had returned. He didn't want them falling apart now.
"Look I never planned to get suspended. And I don't know where we crossed the line, but the line was crossed." Punk said. All of their focus on him was unnerving. He had no issue speaking in front of 1000 people crowds, he always had fun in cutting promos, and he did the best promos. So he could speak in front of the small group of Nexus...Hopefully.
"Vince, says we're suspended so...we can't do much about it." Punk sighed running a hand over the top of his head. He fell back to a seat on the hotel couch. His eyes fixing on the floor. "I'm sorry." Punk said. He didn't know what else to say.
"Things will work out." Sheamus said. He came over gently slapping his firm hand on Punk's back.
Punk looked up almost stunned that Sheamus was the one saying it. He had probably lost the most with this suspension. But glancing at Kaitlyn he guessed none of that mattered to him anymore.
Maybe if AJ were here he wouldn't care either...
"OK, just cause we're suspended doesn't mean we're going to stop. Stopping now is gonna get rid of the pressure we have on them. We're aren't backing down." Punk declared regaining some of his confidence
"YOU WHAT?!"
John winced at the scream from the other side of the phone. Like it wasn't bad enough having his ear chewed out by AJ. He could hear a string of muffled curses come from the phone not loud enough for him to distinguish at the arms length distance he was holding his phone at.
"Vince!" John yelled hoping he would be heard over the distance and sound.
"WHAT?!" The voice yelled back.
With some reluctance he returned the phone to his rest against his ear. "You can't just suspend them." John said hoping he sound believable enough. "Let me finish this. I'll find a way to end this in the ring."
"Just what makes you think you can?!" Vince hissed from the other side of the line.
John paused. He knew Punk was a great opponent and so was Sheamus. Some of the rest were still inexperienced, but they weren't exactly push-overs either. "I don't know." John said already beginning to sound defeated.
"You don't know! So I should let Punk and his bastards run around because you don't know if you can end their games!" Vince yelled.
John growled finally getting frustrated. "Look maybe I can't! But you know people wanna see me try! Whether they wanna see me try and fail or succeed, but they wanna see it. They wanna see me against Punk! And they want Sheamus to have that title!" John yelled.
"You won't be taking back the suspension for me, or even Punk, but for you. Cause I promise you if Punk is gone like that then business if going to go down." He knew well enough that if something was good for business then Vince would jump at the high ratings. Vince's silence was good or bad...John didn't know the difference.
"Fine, Punk and his bastards can come back. But if you don't end them, then you'll get something worse that a suspension." Vince hissed before the dial tone came.
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A/N: This is gonna give one the parts I wrote, but I like writing Vince...Weird, but he's fun to use.-DX
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