Stormy Sky

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Well, I was burned out with this story. I apologize for being gone so long. But I'm back. There's another flashback in here. This is my second of all three of my updates today, so it's been a pretty good day, doncha think? Lol. It feels good to be back.

I hope you enjoy reading this random chapter. Review if you want : )

Ch. 4: Make Me Miss You

Punk's POV

Woke up this morning with a note from Sky on my pillow. "Punky, whenever u decide to wake up, come to room 241. Sky.' It read.

I got up, showered, and got dressed. I wasn't in a big hurry to go to Sky's room. Never know what you're getting into with her. So I took my precious time getting ready. Maybe a little too much time, because I took one look in the mirror and instantly felt uncomfortably too dressy.

It's just Skylar. No need to bug out.

I went to her room and knocked on the door. Being sure to be cautious as to the other Superstars staying here with us.

"Sup, Inky." That familiar voice rang from behind me. I turned around and a big grin ended up on my face when I saw her. The blonde bangs were back. And the pink and red streaks were back, too. "Mornin' Pinky." I said as I twirled a piece of her pink hair around my finger. That instantly made her giggle that once irresistible giggle she always used to do.

Just as she did, my ex, Kimberley Jimenez, walked past us with a gym bag and a bottle of water. Her room was across the hall, just a few doors down from Sky and Shelly's. She sweetly smiled at us and nervously waved before she opened her room door and walked in. I think Skylar intimidates her a little. I smiled back, Sky waved. She had a weird look on her face, though.

Sky quickly put her key card into the slot and grabbed my arm, practically dragging me into her room. "What's with her?" She asked me. Genuine confusion spreading across her face. "What do you mean?" I asked, raising an eyebrow and taking a seat on the bed that I knew was Sky's. She had that ugly ass doll all tucked in like it was real or something.

"She seems like she doesn't like me, or something." She took a seat beside me and sighed. Normally, Skylar didn't give a shit about what anybody thought about her. But this is different for her. Here, she wants everyone to like her. She doesn't want a bad reputation in the WWE. Despite a few of them, the rest of OVW was pretty oblivious to the tumultuous hell that we went through when we were dating. So her rep and mine has been pretty clean.

"I think you scare her a little." I chuckled at her face. "What the hell did I do to her? Wait. That's the one, huh?" She asked, her confused face turning into a smirk. "Yeah. I dated her. But I don't think that has anything to do with you intimidating her." I rolled my eyes at her smirking face. "Well explain it to me then, Punkin." She sat beside me and I instantly smelled the nostalgic cherries and cigarette smell that I used to love.

"She's a triplet." I began. "Good for her. What in the fuck does that have to do with me?" She asked. "Let me finish, mouth." I chuckled. I used to call her that whenever she'd cut me off mid story or something. "Now her two sisters are more your kind." Her eyes lit up when I said that. "Ooh, like the one Shelly hangs with. The one that punched Dave in the face, right?" She grinned. "Yeah, her. How'd you know that?"

"Rumor mill. But apparently, that one is true." She chuckled. "Yeah. She's crazy. I think you two would hit it off. She's a wild one."

"Okay, but what does that have to do with your girl? I mean her sister seems like a badass, you're saying that she's a prude or something?" She asked. "No. But she's more conservative. She's not wild." She narrowed her eyes at me. "So she thinks that I'm wild?" She asked. I knew that tone in her voice. Oh great. "No Sky. You know what, I think you're right. She did seem a bit nervous that I was touching your hair. Maybe she's a little jealous of you." I said, playing on her conceitedness. Sky's always fallen for flattery.

"Ha. She doesn't have to worry about me and you. That ship sank like the Titanic." She chuckled then sighed. "Alright, so what did you want? I know it wasn't to question me about my ex."

"We're going to the gym, baby." She grinned. "I'm not dressed for the gym. Hell, I haven't even eaten." I grumbled. "Oh shut up whiny boy. You go change. Glen and I will chill." She reached for the doll and began cradling it again. "You're so weird." I muttered. "And what possessed you to wear that anyway? Where'd ya think we were going?" She chuckled when I was at the door.

"Shut up, Sky." I scoffed.

Skylar's POV

"Shelly, you're friends with Phil's triplet ex, right?" I'm on the phone with Shelly, obviously. "Yeah, Kim. Why?"

"I was wondering if she might have said anything to you about me?" Ugh, I'm not good with easing my way into things. I don't even know why I tried to sugarcoat it. "Oh no, we're not doing this Maria thing again. Kim's a nice girl. Instead of staking her out, you should try and get to know her." Great, she's getting upset.

"It's not gonna be a Maria thing, Shells. I was just wondering. I saw her this morning. She looked like she wasn't happy to see me." I reassured her. "Well, that doesn't seem like her. She's normally very sweet." Shelly mused. "Well… maybe she gave me the weird look because Phil was at our door waiting for me." I sighed.

"Okay, maybe that would explain it. What did punk want, anyway? Didn't he get enough of you last night?" Shell asked. That little hint of mischief in her voice. "I asked him to come. And you know that he and I aren't like that anymore." I explained, garnering chuckles from her.

"Whatever you say, Sky. So what'd you want him to come over for?" Yeah, she's nosy. "I wanted him to see the finished product of our early morning dye job." I laughed. "Well, did he at least enjoy it? Come on, I need details." She laughed.

"He liked it, I guess. I didn't do it for him, ya know." I reminded her. "Yeah, riiiight. And you were questioning me about Kim because you want to be her friend, too, right?" She chuckled. "Whatever, Shell. We're about to go to the gym in a little bit, so I'll call ya later."

"Later, Sky. Tell Punk I said hi." She chuckled before she hung up.

Punk's POV

I can't believe I'm actually going through with this. I promised myself that I wouldn't get caught up in Sky's tangled web of craziness, but here I am. We're at a local gym. Sky's in her own zone right now. And instead of doing what I'm here to do, I'm staring at her. Dammit, she always finds a way to pull me back in.

"Enjoying the show, boob magnet?" She chuckled once she put down her dumbbells. "You got jokes, huh?" I smirked. "I know you, loser. Don't worry, I still don't mind." She said as she sauntered past me to get a water bottle.

"Good morning, guys." That startled me. I turned my head to the door only to see another one of my exes. Maria. "Uh, hi." I said as I quickly turned my attention back to Skylar. She had a scowl, but she quickly turned it into a fake smile. "Hey, Ria. I'm loving the shoes." Sky complimented. I raised an eyebrow at her and she winked at me. "Thanks, Sky. Loving your hair. Back to your Calvin Klein days, I see." Maria smiled.

"Yeah, well. I was feeling a little nostalgic. You know how it is." Sky responded. Strangely, with no hint of venom in her voice. "Well, I've gotta get this workout started. They're trying to squeeze in a photoshoot before the show." Maria said, finally ending this awkward conversation.

"You ready to go Inky?" Sky asked, snapping me out of my daze. "Huh, yeah. I feel like I'm in the Twilight Zone." I grumbled, making her laugh as we headed to my rental. "So what in the hell was that?" I asked her once we were outside. "What was what?" She asked back, feigning innocence. "You know what, Skylar. 'Ria' as you called her. Since when have you two gotten all chummy?" I asked, giving her a once over. For what reason, I don't know.

"I've decided to let the past be the past. I'm sober, I've got my best friend back, and I've got a killer job. Maria and I are adults, there's no need for the bullshit." She explained as we got in the car.

As much as I want to believe those words coming out of Sky's mouth, that scowl she gave Maria lets me know that it's all a show.

Flashback Punk's POV

"So, this is the rebound, right?" Skylar slurred as she made her way to Maria and I. "Sky, you're drunk." I said in a low voice. "Babe, what's with her?" Maria whispered in my ear as Sky got closer. "How can you go from me, to that? That's seriously an insult to me." She drunkenly smiled.

"Excuse me?" Maria exclaimed. "Skylar, chill out. We're through. Deal with it. Now go before you make a scene." I lowly said. She scoffed, and then started laughing. "We're through. Yeah right. You know your heart is mine. It always has been, always will be." She grinned. Those glassy green eyes still showing her pain. "Look, now is not the time for this Skylar. Lets go outside and talk." I suggested, to both of the girls disapproval.

"Um, babe. Are you sure that's such a good idea?" Maria whispered to me. "It's a great idea. Lets go Phil. You stay here, Mary. We'll be back soon. And don't worry, I won't steal your man. Been there, had that." Sky grinned as she grabbed my hand. I jerked my hand away and walked to the door of the little club.

Once we got outside, Sky had the biggest smirk on her face. "What the hell was that? You know we're through. You're so fucking, ugh!" I yelled at her. "Please. I could've said and done worse. You're lucky I didn't. I could've really embarrassed you in front of your new bitch." She said. Her voice less slurred and filled with venom.

"Skylar, what in the hell did she do to you?" I asked her. "Not a damn thing. But you're hurting her. So technically, I'm helping her." She nodded, as if she was making sense. "What in the fuck are you talking about Skylar?" Confusion and anger spreading all over my facial expression.

"You'll never be able to love anyone else fully, Punk. Not as long as I have your heart." Her smirk turned into a sweet smile. "Skylar, we're over. You know that." I pleaded with her. She scoffed. "Yeah, we're over. But you can't stand here and tell me that you have absolutely no feelings for me anymore. They just don't fly away, Phil." As she spoke, her voice began to crack.

I dropped my head and stared at my feet. "Phil, I'm sorry for being a bitch. I'm trying to change, really I am." She began to sob. "Skylar, you said that before. I'm not going through that again." Just as I said that, Maria came out of the club. "You were gone for a while, I was just checking on you." She said to me as she grabbed my hand and looked at Skylar.

I pretty much knew that that little gesture meant war for Skylar. I just sighed. "Is this bitch serious?" Skylar exclaimed. All traces of her sobbing vanished now. "Hey, now. She just came out here to check on me, you heard her." I explained, trying to keep the drama down. Skylar rolled her eyes dramatically. "Check on you for what? Last I checked, you're a grown man. You can fend for yourself. What do you think I'm gonna do to him, Mary? I'm not a killer." She stiffly chuckled.

"Well, you never can be too careful these days." Maria answered, to mine and most definitely Skylar's drunken surprise. "Oh, really? You wanna be his protector, is that it? Say something else slick to me and you're gonna be the one needing a protector and a stretcher." Skylar growled as she took a few steps toward Maria and I.

"Skylar, chill out, dammit." I hissed at her. "No Punk. Let me talk to her. Woman to woman." Maria said calmly as she let go of my hand and walked up to Skylar. This is so gonna end badly.

"Woman to woman, huh? More like woman to bitch." Skylar growled, taking few steps to close the gap between her and Maria. Right about now, my heart is racing and I'm beginning to silently panic. I know what Skylar was capable of before she started wrestling. Now that she does, who knows what the hell she can do?

"Excuse me? I'm the bitch?" Maria asked in her sweet bubbly voice. The drunken Skylar was taken aback. "No shit, dumbass." She growled. "I'm sorry that you feel that way. I did nothing to you, Skylar. And just because you're upset with Punk for moving on, it doesn't mean you have to take it out on me." Maria calmly spoke.

"You're the rebound, Mary. I'm trying to help you. He's always gonna be mine. No matter who else he bangs." Sky was confident in her answer and was about to back away. "My name's Maria. And you can't speak for him." Maria shot back, stunning me and Skylar both.

Skylar quickly turned to face her again. "Whatever the hell your name is, I can speak for him. I know him like the back of my hand." Skylar's slur was completely gone now. She was all rage. "Since you know him so well, I guess you know that he thinks you're a fucking alcoholic drunk." Maria blurted, and instantly covered her mouth.

Sky's aggressive face quickly went back to the soft, sad, and helpless little face she had earlier. "So you talk about me to her?" She looked at me with pure hurt in her eyes.

"I…I, Sky. I'm sorry." I stuttered. She scoffed. "I guess I don't know you as well as I thought." She turned and started to walk away. "I'm really sorry I said that. I was mad and it just slipped." Maria explained. She was really upset that she let that out. "It's all right. She'll live." I smiled at her.

"She won't be if she gets into that car." Maria exclaimed, letting me know that Skylar was headed to her silver Honda. I rolled my eyes and ran over to her. "Skylar, you're not driving. Let me take you home." I said to her. She ignored me and clumsily tried to put the key in the hole.

"Don't come over here and act all concerned. I see where your heart is now. Just let me go in peace." She said as she kept trying and failing to get the key in. "Skylar, I'm not acting. And I'm not letting you drive home tonight." I calmly spoke. "I'm not fucking going anywhere with you and her!" She yelled. Her hands started to shake as she kept trying to get the key in.

I grabbed her wrist, startling her. She dropped the key instantly and jerked her wrist away from me. As she clumsily bent down to get her keys, I quickly picked them up and put them in my pocket. She got back up and frowned at me. "That's not funny Phil. Give me my keys." She demanded. "No. Please, just let me take you home." I practically begged her.

"Give me my keys." She calmly spoke. "Please let me drive you to your apartment, Sky." I was fully begging this time. "You're pathetic." She scoffed. "Fine then. Walk home. Cause I'm not giving you these keys." I grinned at her.

Well that set her off. "Gimme my fucking keys Phillip! Stop being a dork and give them here." She yelled at me as she frantically started to beat me in the chest. Huh, drunk Skylar's a lot less stronger than sober Skylar. I grabbed her wrists and pulled her closer to me. "Sky, I'm not gonna let you kill yourself." I said lowly.

"Hey, why don't you let one of the guys take her home?" Maria suggested from behind me. She must've walked up while Skylar was beating me.

"Yeah, Phil. Your girlfriend's right. Let one of the guys drive me. I'll be cool." Sky said with a fake smile, trying to get out of my grips. I'm not letting her go. "I'm not leaving you here while you're like this." I said to her. "Oh please, Phil. don't you have better things to do? Like discuss how much of an alcoholic drunk I am with Mary over there?" Sky growled as she glared at me.

"It's Maria. And you're absolutely right. He does have better things to do. Punk, I have a plane to catch in the morning. Tonight was supposed to be ours." Maria huffed. I turned my head to look at her. "Maria, I'm sorry. I have to take her home myself." She scowled at me.

"You don't have do anything. I'm perfectly capable of driving myself home, thank you very much." Sky said. I let her wrists go and she clumsily tripped over her own feet. She started to fall forward. Luckily, I caught her. "You were saying?" I smirked at her. "Fine. You win." She surrendered.

"How cute." Maria said from behind me. Skylar was in my arms, and I quickly let her go. "Maria, I'll call you when I get in my apartment, okay. You take my car and head back to your hotel." The OVW world is very small. Skylar and I live in the same apartment complex. She lives directly above me.

"So you're really gonna end our night? I thought I was your girlfriend." Maria was beyond angry. "You are. But I have to make sure that she's safe. She's my best friend." I explained. Skylar started to laugh. Maria was furious.

"You know what, fine. Whatever." She growled as I handed her my car key. "I don't think you'll be getting any tonight, Punky." Skylar laughed as Maria snatched the keys out of my hand and stomped off.

"Shut up, Skylar." I said to her as I dragged her over to the passengers door of her car. "You're in the doghouse. That's fucking hilarious." Skylar giggled at me. Once I was in her car, she was half sleep. Good.

When we got to the apartment complex, she had fallen asleep fully. There was no use in trying to wake her up, so I got her key out of her skirt pocket and carried her to her apartment. Once we were in, I laid her down in her bed. Heels and all.

I watched her sleep for a few minutes. She had already kicked the cover off of her. She tossed and turned for a while.

I was about to cut the light out and leave, when she sat up. "Sky? You okay?" I asked her. She gave me a frantic look as she quickly got out of the bed. "Move." She yelled as she clumsily started to run. I moved out of the way just before she tackled me. "Bathroom?" I asked, knowingly. "Mmmm-hmmm." She mumbled as she burst through the bathroom door. I sighed and went in after her to hold her hair.

After she was finished and brushed her teeth, I helped her to the couch in the living room. "What the hell has gotten into you, Sky? Well, besides the booze." She groaned at me. "Oh shut up with that." I chuckled at her. "You think that was funny? Well you can go call your girlfriend to continue your conversations about me. You two can laugh at my expense all you want." She said with major attitude as she got up.

She woozily went and grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge and a bottle of Tylenol from off of the counter. "Skylar, I don't talk about you to her." She glared at me when she sat down. "Yeah, well what in the hell was ditzy little Mary talking about then?" She growled as she angrily poured about eight Tylenol out of the bottle into the palm of her hand.

"I told her that one day when you and I got into an argument. I was mad at you." I explained. "Well for your info, Phil. I'm not an alcoholic." She said as she was about to pop all eight pills into her mouth. "I know you're not about to take all of those pills." I said to her. "No, Phil. Of course not." She said through her teeth. She took two and put the remaining six back into the bottle.

"Whatever, Skylar. I'm out." I said as I got up to leave. "What's with you?" She asked. I turned to her with a frown.

"What's with me? Seriously Skylar? You're a fucking addict. And I'm not gonna sit here and watch you kill yourself." I yelled at her. "Chill out, Phil. I didn't take all the pills." She said with a smile. "Yeah, because I said something about it. You were about to freaking down them all right in front of me, Skylar." I yelled. Her smile went away.

"You just don't get it. You don't know why I do this shit. You just assume." She yelled back at me.

"Well fucking tell me then. Enlighten me, baby." I yelled, louder than she had before. "When I do it, I get numb. I don't feel. I don't miss you. I'm not myself anymore." She explained. Dammit. Why'd she have to go all soft on me. That's my weakness. I just cannot stand to see Skylar weak or hurting. My angry face quickly faded.

"Skylar, I miss you too. You make me miss you every time I hear your voice." I walked back to the couch and sat beside her. "Please, Phil. You miss me so much that you're dating Mary, the ditz." She grinned. "Her name's Maria." I corrected her. She frowned and plucked my arm. "I'm so sorry for fucking up your girlfriend's name. What do you see in her anyway?" She asked. "She's sweet, Sky."

"Yeah. She's really delightful." Skylar scoffed. "And what was with you tonight. It wasn't just the booze. You went straight 'crazy ex' on me. I thought you were over my prude ass." I said with a smirk. "Phil, you are a prude. I could be butt naked on top of you and you'd ignore me and read a comic." She rolled her eyes.

"Never have I ignored your naked body, Skylar. And what does your crazy ex syndrome have to do with sex?" I questioned her. "Well, when you finally get the guy that you've fantasized about for years, and he turns out to be the best you ever had, it's a little hard to get used to the fact that he's giving it to someone else." She rolled her eyes at me and looked down. That made me smile and blush.

"I'm the best you ever had?" I asked. "Well, yeah. And the thought of you boning that airhead, who isn't even hot, makes me mad." She started to blush, too. "So, you're jealous?" I said with a smirk. She looked up at me and smacked me upside my head. "Duh, ya idiot. I swear, she's rubbing her ditziness off on you." She shook her head at me.

"So, how do you know that I'm doing anything with her anyway?" I questioned. "She seems like the goody goody type. So for her to step to me and risk getting her scrawny ass beat, that means you really blew her mind." She explained. I raised an eyebrow. "I don't get your logic." She shook her head at me again. "When a guy hits it real good, the girl tends to do some crazy shit to keep him around. And in Mary's case, stepping to me was the craziest thing a girl could ever do to keep a winky." She grinned.

"So all of this is about my dick?" I asked, she seemed amused at that. "You wish. It's way more than that, but I'm not gonna embarrass myself and spill my heart out to you when you have a girlfriend waiting for you to call." She sighed. "Ugh, you're making me feel like a douche." I groaned. "You should. You smell delicious and you're making me want you. It's torture so go home." She said, once again looking down.

"Sky, you're torturing me, too." I softly spoke. She looked up at me, those cheeks all pink and cute. "Oh yeah, how?" A smirk crept onto her face. "No fair." I said to her. "It is fair. Now tell me." She demanded. I sighed.

"Skylar, you know I've been attracted to you since the first time I saw you. That's never gonna change. And for the record, you're the best I ever had, too." I said that last part in a whisper.

"Okay, you're really making me hot. You should go before I try to seduce you. I know you're not a cheater." She weakly smiled at me. "You really don't know how hard it is to get off of this couch, Sky." I said to her. "From what I can see, it's real hard." She slyly smirked. Well, she's right about that, too.

"You gonna be alright tonight?" I asked as I got up. "Yeah, I'm good." She walked me to her door. "Well, goodnight Sky." I smiled. "Goodnight Punkin. And I'm sorry for ruining your night." She looked down then back at me. I chuckled. "No you're not. See you Monday, Sky." I shook my head as I headed for the stairs.

Punk's POV

I broke up with Maria soon after and got back with Skylar briefly. That was the beginning of her madness in OVW.