Chapter 30 A little too far

Punk;

All through out the meeting I kept my eyes glued to Jamie, well in the best way I could without being obvious of course, I didn't want anyone knowing that I was looking at her, I knew what those fuckers would say and I had no time for it. Even if I was beginning to admit that I thought the girl was getting more and more attractive by the second. Is it even possible for women to do that? To just sit there and get prettier? I don't know, I'm not an expert on women but as far as I was concerned, Jamie was. Everytime she moved, my green eyes caught it and everytime she let out those little giggles, I felt the tingle come up my spine, I hated it but at the same time, I was starting to like it, I mean after all it had been awhile since I had had tingles like this, maybe I should just enjoy it and not hold myself back from it? No! The last time I did that my heart got ripped out, and the time before that and the time before that, enough was enough. Jamie wasn't gonna be another whore that ripped my heart out, because she wasn't coming anywhere near it, even if she did look ridiciously hot sitting there poking Randy in the arm while making beeping sounds like a robot, every now and then she would stop to giggle, don't ask me why but she was. I don't know what was weirder, the fact that she was poking him or the fact that he hadn't yelled at her yet, Randy was another one that didn't have much patience when it came to being annoyed, and I can safely say that someone one repeatedly poking his arm would annoy the Viper greatly, but all he did was throw her a smile and let her do it, I could see why, Jamie was cute beyond words and maybe just letting her do it would be easier than kicking up a giant fuss, or maybe it was because her father was in the room and even though HBK didn't like getting into fights, he did have some pulling power with the powers that be. Finally the meeting was closed and we were allowed to leave to get ready for the show. Randy shot her another smile, the one that could reduce women to quivering jelly, I only know that because I've seen him do it.

"Me and my arm are going now Jamie"

"Could you maybe just leave me your arm?"

Randy actually let out a deep rumble, he rarely did that for anybody. He, by nature, just wasn't a humourous man but Jamie had done it somehow. "Um no, I need my arm Jamie, if I don't then this little thing called death happens"

"Yeah that is a problem, I had that problem once, being close to death, I really didn't like it, there were no bright lights anywhere."

Randy laughed again "Well if death is a prick then maybe you shouldn't be friends with him"

"Alright, but you gotta tell him for me, you're alot bigger and scarier than me. Last time I tried, he laughed at me but that could've been the bright rainbow wig I was wearing"

"Alright I'll tell him, and I think Punk wants you" Randy pointed to where I was 'patiently' waiting for Jamie, I wanted her to hurry the fuck up, there was shit to do and she just mindlessly decides to talk to Randy, maybe I was jealous of the attention she was giving him? No, thats just stupid.

Jamie poked him in the belly, giggled then bid him goodbye. At long last. When she skipped, (I found that Jamie skips pretty much all the time, its nice to watch honestly.) up to me, that smile on her face, I wanted nothing more than to slap it off.

"Sorry Punk, but I just had to talk to Aquaman, he's a little slow" Jamie whispered her blue eyes practically dancing around in her skull.

"Pot calling the kettle black right there"

Jamie just looked at me, "I don't know what that means"

Rather than explain it, I merely latched onto her arm and started to drag her away so I could complete my mental list of things to do. Right before the door, Shawn stopped me and practically looked daggers through where my hand was. He pretty much unlaced my fingers, "I would appriciate it if you didn't pull my daughter like that"

It was his nice way of saying that if I did again, he would kill me.

Before I could say something that would get me in trouble, Jamie interveined and what she said actually made me gape at her.

"Dad don't be mean to Punk, he did nothin wrong."

"Grabbing my daughter and pulling her around like some annoying weight is wrong Jamie" His sentence was light and fluffy for his girl despite wanting to rip my head off, probably.

"He wasn't pulling, he was leading and he grabbed me because there is a wind today and I'm afraid of being blown away, you know, cause I'm so little."

He shot me an evil glare and it was clear as day what he meant, 'stop doing that to his little girl, I would be murdered'

Now Jamie latched onto me and started to pull, girl had some serious strength on her I admit. "Now if you don't mind us, me and Superman have some serious work to do"

Once we were clear of people and stuff, I took my arm back and practically glared at her. "Any reason why you called me Superman?"

"Because you are Superman" Jamie said like it was obvious and I the one asking stupid questions. "Now if you're done with your annoying questions, lets do some work"

"The only thing I have to do is, work out"

She took my hand again and began to pull. Apparently she knew where she was going and I had no choice but to be pulled, well I did but I admit I wasn't doing much to stop it, I was busy looking at her butt, I admit that. We arrived in front of the gym and thats when she dropped my hand,

"Alright Superman lets do a work out, although personally I don't think you need to work out, you look utterly delicious the way you are, well you could always smile more, you look pretty when you smile" Jamie beamed at me which made me scowl at her, gently she out two fingers at the corners of my mouth and pushed them up,

"There you go Punk, much better!"

I slapped her hands away which made her giggle.

"It's like I was being naughty! Batman does that too, says its the only way I'll learn" Jamie shrugged before pushing the door open, thankfully for me it was only John Cena and Roman Reigns in there, thankfully they weren't making out, yes John Cena is gay and yes he goes out with Roman, yeah I'm creeped out too. Jamie put her little hands on my lower back, near my kidneys and started pushing me in the room as if I was furniture that needed moving.

I made her stop and untangled myself from her, quickly I went to the nearest machine, Jamie let out a giggle and stood in front of me and started spiral out her own brand of motivation.

"Go Punk! Work that torso! Bend those arms!" She shook her fist at me, "Bend them!"

"And how are you Miss Jamie?" Roman drawled in his deep voice, Jamie turned to him but didn't squeal,

"I am not speakin to you. Excluding what I just said"

Roman actually looked hurt, or maybe he was acting, I don't know. "Why are you mad at me?"

From the corner of my eye I saw her look to John, well his bright shirt anyway. "You hurt the bright shirt! It did nothin to you and you just hurt it, how could you do that to the shirt?"

"The shirt or the person wearing the shirt?" John asked trying not to laugh, it made me push harder.

"The guy wearing the shirt can take care of himself, I'm sure, but the shirt!" She looked at Roman, "You hurt the shirt, thats just mean and there is nothing you can say that will make it better, ever!"

Roman pulled out a bright green lollipop, "Even if I give you this Little One?"

Jamie glared at it for a whole three seconds before the smile burst on her face "Ok you're forgiven but you have to say you're sorry to the shirt, you hurt its feelings"

And you know what? He actually did it, he turned around looked at John's shirt and said sorry. Jamie danced at her victory.

"And now I like you again Betty!"

"Thank you, now I feel better"

I pushed harder and harder making me strain somewhat, I had never pushed this hard but I had too, it was the only way I could block Jamie out.

"You know what your problem is Betty?"

"My problem with what Jamie?"

"Why you keep attackin the shirt, I know what the problem is, you have a thing against bright colours. Why is that?"

"You know what your problem is Jamie?" I found myself spitting at her, I guess I had had enough. Something was getting to me and I don't know what, whether it was Jamie and her new found friendship with Roman, or the way she was so bright and bubbly, but I hated it all at that moment. "Your problem is Jamie that your a retard" I spit evily as I looked at those beautiful blue eyes. Suddenly they stopped being so vibrant and happy, they just darkened until they looked black.

"What did you say?" Even her happy voice had changed, it was laced with something that I didn't even reconize. It was dark I knew that much.

"I said you're a retard and thats your problem"

I don't know what happened, one minute she was alright and the next she was screaming like a banshee and leaping at me, she got in a few good smacks to my chest before Roman and John pulled her away, it actually took both of them to try and restrain her. The darkness inside her was controlling her now and all she wanted to do was attack me, no one would've thought that Jamie had this dark side but she did and right now she was trying to rip my head off, Roman and John dealt with her trembling body as I hurled myself out of the room, Jamie still leaping and bounding like a rabid dog. Guess I found her trigger, retard was a word she didn't like.

After I had cooled down from my jealous temper tantrum, I guess you could call it, the reality sank in. I had really hurt her and I hated myself for it, I hated that I cared. Usually I didn't but hurting her feelings, well it just made me feel like the crappiest man alive, the way her whole body shook with rage, it was like calling her that word (I promised myself that I would never use it again to hurt her) was the raw nerve I had been looking for. I could litterly see the cut in her chest as that word spewed from my mouth, I had hurt beyond words and unlike Jamie fashion, she wanted to kill me for it. I looked down my shirt and examined my chest, a few red marks but nothing that would prevent me from working tonight. Although maybe feeling like the lowest human being ever might do it.

"You owe her an apology" John spat coldly at me, another way I could tell that I had crossed the line and gone too far, John never got frosty with anyone, even if he was mad at you, he had this way of talking to you that actually makes you wish he would yell or throw a fist, but clearly he felt for Jamie in someway too because parts of him I never knew exsisted were coming out.

"Yeah I know" I sighed, I wasn't gonna argue with him on this one because John was right, I had crossed the line in a major way.

"You realise what happened after you left right?" John asked, that tone of his not getting any warmer.

When I didn't respond, he decided to make me feel that little bit worse. "After she was restrained enough to calm down, she broke down into hurt tears, sobbing herself into a panic attack"

"Is she ok?" New worry sprang into my veins, I would never forgive myself if she was re-hospitilized because of me.

"Luckily for you, she is" John spat before shoulder barging past me, another thing he didn't usually do.

I found Jamie quicker than I thought, she was talking to herself as she drew on her arm, I guess she was waiting for me, although that shouldn't of been a secret, she was outside my locker room after all.

"Hi Jamie"

She looked up at me and for the first time since I had met her, those blue eyes were cold. She didn't say anything but went back to her drawing.

"I wanted to say I'm sorry, I never should've said that to you"

"No you shouldn't of" Jamie agreed coldly, still not looking at me. I tried the same trick as Roman. I pulled out a bright red lollipop and waved it some what bribingly in front of her. She looked at it and for a moment I thought I had her. Instead she took off me, put on the ground and stomped on it until it was little crumbs. "It won't work this time Punk"

"Jamie I really am sorry"

She pointed to the crumbs, "Thats what you did to my feelings. There's no coming back from that. Now good day"

"Jamie!" "I said good-day!"