AUTHORS UPDATE: Hey guyss...soo basically from here on out, I'll be doing long chapters. Sorry the first couple have been short, I just been very busy helping my parents out, or I've been really really tired. And I have one, very important thing to point out. Based on what I've seen from reviews, some people like this story, but some people don't because they feel its too "packed" with different couples. I'm not a mean person, so I'm not mentioning names, but I'm gonna say this to clear up confusion. The MAIN characters in this story is in fact Kaisel and Punk, so the chapters are going back and forth with them. Because of the already big WWE roster (and both past and present superstars are in this story), of course a lot more superstars and divas are going to be mentioned, but they are minor characters. Also, remember that Kaisel is a physical therapist in this story, so she is going to have to be taking care of a different superstar in almost every chapter. I don't want to confuse anybody, anymore. Okay I'm gonna shut up now, enjoy!

Chapter Five

Around that same time, Punk and John were back at the hotel, playing the PlayStation 3 in John's hotel room. They were both very competitive video game players, so they were very focused whenever they played. But this time, Punk was definitely not as focused as he usually is. Every couple of minutes he paused the game to check his phone, send texts, and John started to become very annoyed.

"Yo! Do you wanna just stay on your phone, while I play?" John asked.

"No, I'm still playing." Punk said.

"No you're not. Your on your damn phone and we're losing."

Punks phone vibrated again, and he went to pick it up, but John snatched it before he could.

"Stop playing! Give me the phone." Punk said.

"Let's see who's consuming your valuable video game time." John said.

He clicked on the text message, saw who it was from, and chuckled. "Oh, I see why you were so into these texts."

"What are you talking about?"

"Phil, admit it. You like Kaisel."

"No, it's not like that. We're just friends."

"Soo you mean to tell me that your not attracted to her?"

"Hell yes, I am. But nothing can happen between the two of us anyway."

"And why is that?"

"I know you notice the age difference between us..."

"Look, are you of age?"

Punk looked at him, confused. "Huh?"

"Are you of age?"

"Yes?"

"And is she of age?"

"Yes."

"Then like the late singer Aaliyah said, 'age aint nothing but a number'!" John sang.

Punk laughed and said, "I don't have a problem with it. I just don't know if she's into that...and anyway, I don't even like her like that."

"Yeah right."

"You don't believe me?"

"Not at all, son."

"Fine, I don't have to prove anything to you."

Punk sat back and unpaused the game, as he and John continued to play. He kept trying to convince himself that he just liked her as a friend, that's all. I don't like her like that. She's just a friend...right?

The following week, the WWE was doing their live Monday Night Raw in Los Angeles, California. Everyone was excited to be back in L.A., but Kaisel was even more excited, because it was her first time ever being there. Everything was fabulous, from the arena the show was happening in, to the hotel that everyone slept in. Back at the arena, the show was just starting, and Kaisel was checking up on Christian, who had hyper extended his shoulder blade the day before. She had wrapped it up and put it in an arm sling, and found out that it wasn't even injured in the ring. He had gotten into a scuffle the night before when he tried to save a girl from being beat up by her supposed boyfriend. As soon as Christian said "beat up", an unwanted and suppressed memory began to form into Kaisel's head...

"Who is this?"

Kaisel looked Darrell Smiddy, who was the rookie CornerBack for the New York Jets, and her boyfriend of 7 months, and the look on his face was not happy.

"Huh?" She said.

"Who is this boy in this picture?"

She looked at his phone, which on the popular tabloid and gossip website, Media Takeout. It showed a picture of Kaisel and one of her best friends Nathaniel at one of the local restaurants in Bay Ridge, smiling.

"D, that's Nathan." Kaisel said. "You met him already."

"So this is who you're sleeping around with behind my back?"

"What? That's my best friend, we've known each other since we were 6!"

"I don't give a fuck how long you knew him, you're still sleeping with him!"

"I'm not sleeping with anybody but you Darrell! Why are you overreacting like this?"

"Oh really, you're not? This website says that you are."

"You actually believe that bullshit? That is one of the most messed up tabloid websites on the website. Almost everything they post is false."

Darrell was quiet, and it looked like he was shaking. For the past two months, this had become almost a daily argument between them. He would make up some crazy scenario that whenever he was at football practice, or at an away game, that Kaisel was cheating on him. In reality, Kaisel had found evidence that he was the one in fact, talking and messing around with other girls besides her. It broke her heart, but she couldn't muster up the guts to confront him about it...until now. She was getting sick and tired of being accused of something that she would never do.

"I don't know what your problem is Darrell, but I really do love you. I would never cheat on you, let alone hurt you in any kind of way. I'm gonna go home, until you feel a little better."

She got up and walked to his front door, and he grabbed her arm and pulled her back.

"What are you doing?" She said.

"Your not going anywhere until you admit you've been cheating on me!"

"Darrell I haven't been cheating!"

"I know you're lying to me, Kaisel. And you are pushing my patience."

"You know what Darrell? I wasn't gonna approach you about this, but I am so fucking tired of you accusing me of being unfaithful. The only reason you're doing this, is because you're the cheating on me!"

Darrell looked at her, surprised.

"I'm not stupid Darrell, I know all of the signs. I've seen the texts, the pictures, the way you look at other girls when we got out together...I don't understand why you would do this to me Darrell. I've been nothing but faithful to you, and I've showed nothing but love to you. Is it because I didn't sleep with you when we first went together? HUH? Is that what you wanted, an easy girl?"

Darrell grabbed her by the collar of her shirt. "Shut, the fuck up Kaisel."

"No." Kaisel sneered,and pushed his hands off of her. She was pissed off by now. "I'm not easy, I'm not dumb, and I can't do this anymore! You wanna fuck around with these hoes, go right ahead! Because I'm done trying to defend our relationship. I'm done with you."

"No you're not. You're not done until I say we're done."

"You wanna bet?"

Kaisel went to walk away, but Darrell dragged her back towards him again.

"Darrell, get off of me!"

"No! You wanna know why I did what I did?"

He grabbed her by her neck, and slammed her against the wall; and she cried out of in pain.

"I did it because I could. Ain't you, or anybody else gonna stop me from doing what I wanna do. If I want to have a girlfriend and girls to mess around with, I'mma do it." He choked her harder and she cried out again. "Nobody's is gonna fucking stop me."

"Darrell." Kaisel choked. "There's something really, really wrong with you."

She kicked him in the groin, hard, and he screamed out in pain. He let go of her neck, and she fell to the floor, coughing. She tried to get up and run out of the house, but she could only crawl so far. Darrell regained his posture and followed her into the kitchen. She knocked the huge can with knives, and other kitchen utensils in it off of the counter, and it hit Darrell on his foot.

"Ah! You bitch!" He growled as he looked down and saw one of the knives that had got stuck in his foot.

He quickly took the knife out of his foot and grabbed Kaisel by her leg. After pulling her towards him, he without hesitation stabbed her one time with the knife, and she screamed out again. He continued to stab and cut her, completely unaware of what the fact that he was beginning to kill her. Darrell finally stopped after stabbing her 14 times, and there was blood everywhere. Kaisel was going in and out of consciousness, and she honestly thought that she was going to die. Darrell carried her almost lifeless body out of his front door, and threw her into his front yard outside. He then stood over her and spit on her, saying "The only way you're leaving me is in a fucking body bag."

After going back into his house, Kaisel struggled to keep herself conscious. She dragged herself across the grass, and tried to get the attention of the seemingly busy Brooklyn natives who were driving their cars past her, but not stopping to see if she was okay. She attempted to stand up, but fall back down on the ground. She tried to reach for the phone in her pocket, but eventually began blacking out again.

"Kaisel? Oh my God, Kaisel!"

Kaisel looked up and saw one of her best friends, Daria looking down at her.

"Daria.."

"Oh my God, somebody call the ambulance! My friend's been stabbed! Call 911!"

"Hello, operator?" She heard another random voice say. "This girl's been stabbed, we need emergency here right away...243 Ocean Avenue..."

Kaisel heard the sirens of the police and ambulance not too long after, before she completely passed out...

"Kaisel? Helloo?"

Kaisel blinked her eyes and saw Christian looking at her.

"Are you okay? You kinda spaced out for a minute." He asked.

"Uh yeah, I'm fine."

"You sure? You're eyes are tearing up."

She wiped her eyes and nodded her head. "I'm good."

"Okay, thanks for patching me up."

"No problem...if you have problems before your next appointment, come see me."

"Alright, I will."

Christian left out of the room and Kaisel walked to the big mirror near the back of the room. She could see herself visibly shaking, and her eyes were red from crying. It literally scared the shit out of her every time she thought about that day..she almost died. Right there, out in the open. If it wasn't for Daria, she wouldn't even be at this wonderful job right now. It happened almost a year ago, but it felt like it happened the day before. She decided to take a walk around to get her mind off of it, so she left out of the room, and down the hall. She greeted a couple of Superstars, but didn't stop to talk to them for long. She stopped walking when her phone vibrated, and it was a text message from Daria.

Hey gurl! Just checkin up on you. When you get a chance, call me. I got news for you...that you probably wont like. But you need to kno. Smooches -D

Kaisel began to text her back, when someone tapped her from behind. She turned around and saw Cody Rhodes smiling at her. But his smile wasn't friendly, it was cocky.

"Wow, they said the new therapist was cute, but I didn't believe them." He said with a smug face.

"Uh..."

"I just thought I'd introduce myself before I end up in front of you because of a stupid injury...but then again, I never get injured."

"Never say never." Kaisel finally said.

"Yeah, whatever. I'm Cody, but I'm pretty sure you knew that."

"No, I actually didn't."

"Really? That's weird, everybody knows me. You must not be a somebody."

"Seriously, what are you 12? Who says shit like that?"

"Excuse me?" Cody said.

Kaisel looked at him and said, "I know cocky attitudes attracts some girls, but not this one. It's actually a turnoff."

"How dare you, even try to insult me? You have no idea who I am, and what I'm capable of."

"Well, you're Cody Rhodes, like you said. Your grandad is Dusty Rhodes, I know that. But your just like every other superstar in this arena. And I wouldn't be surprised if you showed up in front of me with an injury very soon, with a messed up attitude like that."

Cody looked surprised as Kaisel rolled her eyes and walked back towards the Diva's locker room. She hated cocky attitudes, and had no problem telling someone how she felt about it. She opened the door and seen Candice and Mickie watching the show on the TV in the locker room. When she heard the door close, Candice turned and looked at Kaisel.

"Kaisel, come here, quick!"

"What happened?" Kaisel said when she sat next to Candice.

"I have a big, big favor to ask you."

Kaisel sighed, knowing that whenever Candice said that, it meant she wanted her to do something outrageous. "What?"

"See, here's the thing...wait, come here."

Candice grabbed Kaisel's hands and pulled her towards the door.

"I already know what your gonna ask her, so why move away from me?" Mickie laughed.

"I know, but still." Candice said back to Mickie, then looked at Kaisel. "Come here."

The went back out into the hallway and Candice let her hands go.

"Candice, is it that serious?" Kaisel said.

"It is...kinda. I have a date. Sort of."

"Really?" Kaisel was genuinely excited for her. "With who?"

"Randy, finally."

"That's awesome!"

"I know!"

"Wait a minute...what's the catch?"

"He kinda wants to do a double date type thing, and I want you to come."

"No way." Kaisel said immediately.

"Pleeasee?"

"I'm not being a third wheel for anybody. It's too awkward."

"See...haha...that's the thing. You won't be a third wheel."

Kaisel raised her eyebrow at her and said slowly, "What do you mean?"

"Ask Punk to come with you."

"NO way."

"Aw, come on Kaisel! Why not?"

"There's no way he'd wanna go anywhere with me."

"Kaisel, stop it, okay? You are a beautiful girl, and I bet my entire life and career that he's attracted to you."

"..."

"Pleasee cousin?"

"Well..."

"Kaisel Leigh Evans, can you pleasee ask him to come?"

"Finee." Kaisel finally said. She could never say no to Candice, no matter how much she wanted. to.

"Thank you, thank you!"

Candice hugged her and they began walking back to the locker room again.

"Candice, you owe me big time." Kaisel said.

"I know, I do." Candice said.

Kaisel purposely stayed behind after the show so that she could ask Punk about this "double date" nonsense. She couldn't believe what Candice had gotten her into, but there was no turning back now. Her only concern at that point was wondering if he would say yes, or no. What if he says no? Oh gawd, I'll look like a straight idiot...oh well, can't know if I don't ask., she thought. She saw him talking with one of the camera men in the hallway, so she walked up to him.

"Hey!" He said.

"Hey.."

"You stayed behind just for me? Awww." He joked.

"Don't flatter yourself." She joked back.

"Ouch."

Punk playfully put his hand on his heart, like he was hurt, and Kaisel laughed. They both said goodbye to the cameraman, and began walking towards the exit.

"Umm actually Punk, I have something to ask you."

"What's up?"

Kaisel took a deep breath and said, "I honestly don't know how to put this, but I'll try. Candice has some kind of date thing with Randy coming up, but he wants to do a double date. And she wants me to come...and I was wondering if..."

"If...?" Punk knew exactly what she wanted to say, and wanted her to say it.

"If you would come with me. I don't wanna seem like a third wheel..I hate feeling like that."

"Hmm...no."

"No?"

"Yes."

"Yes?"

"No, yes."

"Phil!" Kaisel said hitting his arm.

"I'm joking!" Punk laughed. "Of course! I'd love to go with you."

Kaisel felt a wave of relief come over her, and it felt like a weight was lifted off of her chest. "Really?"

"Yeah. This can be an excuse for us to go somewhere together."

She laughed and said "Yeah, exactly. Thank you."

When she got back to the hotel, she took a quick shower and put on Victoria Secret pajama set. The rest of the girls were going out, as usual, but she couldn't go out this time. She had paperwork to do, concerning the medical files of some of the superstars. While she was at the desk working, her iPhone vibrated again, and she looked at the text message. Her eyes grew wider as she read it over, and over again. The phone suddenly dropped on the desk, luckily she had one of those indestructible cases on it. Her heart began to beat fast, and terror grew up inside of her.

Kaisel! I understand you're probably still working but I have to tell you this now. THEY LET DARRELL OUT. Supposedly he had "good behavior" while he was locked up. He's actually been out for awhile now, but nobody knows exactly where he's at. Please, please be careful honey. I have a bad feeling about where he is, watch your back. -Daria