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Chapter 7

John drove into the arena parking lot. He was still fuming mad. Punk was his target and he was out for blood. He got out of his car and grabbed his bag and heading into the arena. Walking straight to find out which locker room punk was going to be in, so he could get back what was his and beat the man whom took her to a bloody pulp.

Crystal sat there silently looking at her bowl of soup. It wasn't that she didn't know what to say, it was more that she was afraid of how to say it.

Punk cleared his throat, "So um, I guess we should start at the beginning. How did you find out?"

Crystal sighed, "Her name was Stacy, and she was from Tampa Florida. She had blonde hair blue eyes. She was gorgeous. I can see why John took her back to the hotel, although I have wondered many times if it would have matter to him what she looked like, I have seen some of the other girls and none have compared to Stacy, in the looks department." Crystal put her head "Not even me."

Punk sighed; this beautiful girl was just a shell. John had literally destroyed her as a human. She had no idea what she looked like, she had no idea that every guy backstage would give there left nut to be able to say she's mine. Punk decided against saying anything he was just going to listen, he was just going to let her vent and get out all these pent up feeling she has.

Crystal took a sip of her soup and continued. "After he slept with Stacy, he told her he was dating me. She had apparently known me through a friend of hers, but I never knew her, not until the night she called me up. I was hanging out with John and she called my cell Phone." Crystal stopped and looked at punk, whom took her hand and held it encouraging her to continue. "She told me everything, every descriptive detail about John, about his body, everything. I was sick, psychically sick. But I never said anything I sat down and went on with life, trying to ignore john indiscretion. He met up with Stacy almost every time we or he was in Florida, even flying her out to a few shows. But this is the man I love so I stood by him, smiling and pushing all the hurt feelings aside."

Punk looked at Crystal, "was Stacy the only one?"

"No." Crystal said quietly. "She was more like the favorite out of them all, she was the constant."

Punk got up and walked over to Crystal giving her a hug. He didn't do it because he wanted to sleep with Crystal he did it because he felt like she needed a hug, a genuine hug from a person whom was worried and did care about her. Punk was starting to feel like he was that person, her friend.

John sat in his locker room waiting for the perfect time to go hide in Punk's room and take him out. Then his phone went off.

Stay- Hey when and where can I meet up with you?

John looked at his phone, he knew who it was and knew why she was messaging him. She was the problem in his relationship. She was a knockout, but nothing like crystal; nothing!

JCen- Not now, not later, I am over this. I have decided to change; it's time for me to grow up.

John was satisfied with his text, although the thrill at first of having two beautiful woman wanting John was amazing, he couldn't do it anymore, and had planned on moving on and getting serious with Crystal; Just him and Crystal. His phone beeped again.

Stay- What are you talking about? Are you okay? You seemed fine yesterday? Do you need me to cum over and take your mind off of her and punk?

He was now regretting fooling around with Stacy after his summer slam match. But he was so upset and stressed he needed something to make him feel human again. And instead it made him feel worse. He had confessed to Stacy that he was worried about losing Crystal to Punk, but Stacy had assured him that Crystal would never leave him and if she did, not to worry Stacy would be there to pick all the pieces up. At the time that was reassuring, right now it just made him sick.

He decided to delete and just ignore anymore texts from her. This was the new John Cena and he wanted nothing to do with trash like Stacy, no matter how hot she was….

Crystal looked up at Punk, that hug had been exactly what she needed. She smiled at him and he smiled back no one said a word as punk inched closer and closer to Crystal; Slowly pressing his lips against hers. This kiss started out slow and tame, but quickly got out of hand. Crystal broke away from Punk trying to catch her breathe.

"Sorry about that," Punk said.

Crystal just nodded, she wasn't sorry; she hadn't been kissed like that in ages. "Should we be heading to the arena?" Crystal asked.

"Oh shit yah," Punk chucked. He walked over to his bag with his gear in it and looked at Crystal, "you ready?"

"Yah," Crystal said she walked over to punk and kissed him on the check. "Thanks."

Punk smiled and nodded, as the two headed towards the door and walked down to the elevators, to head to Punks rental. Crystal kept thinking about what just happened with Punk, that kiss was amazing. She wished that it had lasted longer or led to something else.

When they reached the car, Punk opened the passenger door for Crystal and went to put his stuff in the trunk. While Crystal was waiting for Punk she decided to remove her sweater, she could clam she was too warm, and see if that would entice Punk. As she was removing her sweater she thought of John and instantly felt horrible. What was she doing? John was still technically her boyfriend and she was trying to get another man's attention. She was about to put her sweater back on when Punk opened the car door and got in.

Punk looked at Crystal and smiled, then glanced and her chest, God she has amazing boobs! "Ready to go?" Punk asked

Crystal threw her sweater in the back, "As ready as all ever be."

John looked down at his phone, and saw that it was getting close to 4. Everyone was supposed to be here at 4 to get ready for the show. John knew it was now or never and got up to head over to CM Punk's room.

He entered the room and sat on the bench in the dark. The only light in the room was his cell phone. He was looking at the picture again; the picture that had brought him to this moment. Crystal in nearly nothing, God she looked so hot. But that was beside the point; she was looking amazing with someone else; someone whom is not her boyfriend.

Well he was looking at the picture his phone went off.

Crystal- We just got here, where can we meet you?

WE? WE? John was livid; she was already labeling them as a couple. John decided not to answer the text they would come in here acting all lovey and dovey and he would catch them and get Crystal out of this situation and back with him. And as soon as he does, she is going to be doing so much for him; he was a man that needed a release especially after seeing that picture.

John hadn't answered Crystal yet. She thought that was weird considering he was so adamant about them seeing each other.

"Punk is it okay if I go get something to drink from catering and then meet you in your locker room."

Punk looked at her, "Crystal you are not a prisoner if you want to go get something to drink then you can go. You got my number if you need me, I'll see you in the locker room later."

"Thanks," Crystal smiled "I won't be long."

Punk was always surprised how cautious she was. Did John hit her? Maybe who knows she seems so obedient to him, maybe she thought punk would hit her….

Crystal walked into catering and got herself and Punk a bottle of water. Still wearing just her tank top and jeans she turned to leave and walked right into a man of giant portions.

"Why hello, lovely Crystal," Kevin Nash said well directly staring down Crystal very revealing shirt.

"Hello," Crystal said nervously as she tried to walk away from Kevin Nash.

"Now Crystal you don't think you were going to just walk away from me like that, do you?" Kevin Nash said as he grabbed Crystal's arm.

Crystal was legitimately scared; Kevin Nash was a big guy whom she knew was a womanizer and did many things to many different girls to get what he wanted. "Um I was kind of thinking we were done here." Crystal replied nervously.

Kevin laughed, "No, I have been watching you Crystal for months, you are perfect. Your legs, your stomach, your chest, your arms, you hair, you mouth…." Kevin eyed Crystal up and down. "Everything I want you have."

Crystal wanted to throw up, this man repulsed her. She looked at Kevin, "I have to go."

Kevin let go of her arm and put his hands up in the air, "no harm Crystal, but think about what I said. Room 632."

Crystal skin crawled; she walked out of there literally ill. That man made her feel like trash. Times like this she wanted to run to John and tell him, make him take all the ick away. But John had not messaged her back; maybe he was "busy." Crystal sighed that thought had made her want to cry.

Half way down the hall to her and Punk's locker room Crystal could hear screaming and banging. She thought the worse and debated on turning back that was until a very upset very destructive looking John emerged from her and Punk's locker room.

He looked and Crystal and bolted to her, "I love you, tell me it's not true and we can move on. Tell me I am the only one. Tell me we are always going to be together and…."

Crystal interrupted John, "John you're babbling, what are you talking about?"

"Punk…. You and punk…. Is there something there?" John said trying to stay calm.

Crystal was about to answer when an irate punk with blood covering him came running down the hall. "She doesn't have to answer you John, she knows."

John turned to look at Punk, "She knows what? That I love her, that I want to be with her forever that I will take care of her!"

"No John I know about Stacy," Crystal said quietly. John turned and looked at Crystal a shocked look on his face. "John I know about all of them."

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