Chapter 6

John was beyond excited when he saw the text from Crystal. This was a good sign that he still had a chance. He knew he needed to figure out what he was going to say and how he was going to say it. He knew he had made some mistakes with other woman but he was willing to put that all aside and focus on Crystal and his relationship with her. His phone beep again, figuring it was just another message from his family he ignored it.

Crystal exited the bathroom, wearing Jeans and a white spaghetti strap tank top. She knew the tank top showed off too much of her chest but she couldn't find her sweater in the bag she had carried in the bathroom. Punk looked up and saw Crystal.

"WOW!" He said

Crystal just smiled, "You're a typical guy Punk," Crystal said as she searched for her sweater. "AHAHA found it," Crystal announced as she grabbed her sweater and placing it over her head.

"You know you could have just worn the tank top. I wouldn't have minded."

Crystal turned and saw the CM Punk traded mark smirk, "Yah well as I told you before Punk, I might be with you for 30 days but I am still John Cena's Girlfriend which means you really shouldn't even be looking."

Punk looked down at his hands before getting up to head into the shower. "Oh really Crystal, then what was that little display you put on last night, and this morning. Don't think I didn't feel this morning."

Punk walked into the bathroom leaving Crystal alone and feeling like a complete tramp. She had only wanted to get back at John and now she felt like the sleazy easy one. How could he do this to her and have no emotion, she felt like crap. She was going to have to tell John about what a horrible girlfriend she was and just hope that he realizes that she has forgiven him for all those times….

Punk burst into the room with a towel wrapped around his waist and hair soaking wet. "You know what Crystal, fuck it! John fucks around on you! All the time! With anything that moves! You don't deserve that and you should just fucking leave him!" Punk said in one long breath.

He had tried to have a shower but all he could think about was how bad he wanted her and how she should not be with John or even thinking of marrying him! With that Punk's phone went off, alerting him of a text message.

Crystal just sat there and looked at him. "You should probably get your phone," Crystal said.

"I SHOULD PROBABLY GET MY PHONE! I JUST TOLD YOU ABOUT YOUR DOUCHEBAG OF A BOYFRIEND AND YOU TELL ME TO GET MY PHONE!" Punk yelled, "Everyone told me you were just his doormat, looks like they were all right."

Crystal put her head down and looked at her hands in her lap, "I already know."

John climbed into his car, and went to plug his phone in, that is when he noticed that he had a text message, the one he had ignored. He checked the message from an unknown number. He looked at the text which read "Last night was… interesting." Then John accepted and opened the picture of Crystal in nearly nothing.

"What the Fuck!" John yelled

John text back: Who is this? And how did you get this picture?

John looked at the picture again. He had to admit it was fucking hot! But whoever she was wearing that for was not him. He had never seen that set before. John waited a few more minutes before having to head onto the road, he was pissed. Who took that picture? Who was she wearing that for? Did she sleep with someone else?

"YOU ALREADY KNEW!" Punk yelled. "How could you have stay with him? How could you forgive him?"

Crystal sighed, "I don't want to be alone, and John makes me feel safe and loved."

"Wait, you main argument is I don't want to be alone!"

"Punk you have to understand I love John…."

"NO, NO, NO," Punk interrupted, "Your main argument was that you didn't want to be alone!"

Crystal sat silently. She didn't know what to say, she wasn't sure if she even loved John, she loved the idea of being in a relationship and not having to start over again. She was willing to forget everything John had done just so she didn't have to be alone.

Punk threw his arms up in the air, grabbed his phone and headed back into the bathroom.

Crystal just sat there and silently cried.

Well in the bathroom Punk finally got a chance to check his messages. "Who is this" Really? How many guys does he think is around his girlfriend? Punk text him back.

CMP- Who do you think this is? Who else is around your girlfriend for 30 days!

JCen- Punk if you fucking touch her! I will rip your throat out. How did you get that picture!

CMP- None of your business, unlike you I only need one girl to keep my satisfied.

JCen- So you are fucking her! You rat, forcing you way into her panties when you know she is confused and hurt.

CMP- lol

JCen- you better fucking hope I don't see you tonight!

CMP- LOL

JCen- Stay away from her! This is over! I am coming to get her.

CMP- Good Luck with that

Punk turned his phone off and got back into the shower. He was going to have to figure out how he could bed her before superhero John tried to ruin this for him. "She seems too weak for girlfriend material but I could have some fun with her. "Punk thought to himself.

Crystal sat in their room; no one had confronted her about this. She had been living silently with the thoughts of how ridiculous she was for staying with him; she had been a silent prisoner for months. Every time she kissed John, every time she made love to him she felt like she was with those girls as well. She was constantly worried that she would catch something. This was not the kind of relationship she wanted to be in. But she never ever spoke about it out loud.

Punk screaming at her was the first time she admitted that she knew, that she was weak. The bathroom door opened and out walk a freshly clean and more calmed down Punk.

He looked at Crystal, "Do you want to order something and we can talk about all this."

Crystal nodded and walked over to punk, hugging him.

Punk tensed up at first, should she really be hugging him. But then he allowed it to continue and held onto Crystal as well.

When they broke the hug Crystal looked up at Punk and mouth "thank you."