Chapter 38 Finally! He stops being a douche-bag, pity...

Punk;

Just before showtime, I was still touching my cheek where she kissed me, I knew what she meant and I knew what it meant, I would have to stop being so mean to her, after all to be fair, she was the only woman in my corner, and to be honest the only one in my corner that I trusted, the only one I would want in my corner. If I had to choose out of any woman to be in my corner, it would be Jamie. Besides it wasn't like it was that hard to be nice to her, if anything it was harder to be a prick especially when I didn't really want too. Jamie came bustling in with my title belt around her waist, it was hanging there loosely only staying on because of her curvy hips. I still wasn't used to looking at her eye, it had stopped swelling but it was still a gross shade of purple.

"Hello champion-man" Jamie offered me a huge grin before fiddling with the belt, she was trying to take it off but couldn't quite manage it, I think it was because she couldn't see it, Jamie needed all her senses to do most mundane jobs, like taking off my title belt.

"Here, let me help" I tried not to laugh, Jamie kept turning it around looking for the 'notches' her pink tongue sticking out every which way trying to figure out the problem in front of her. I unclasped the belt and stuck it on the table,

"Ok how did you do that?" Jamie asked like I was a magician, I assure you I'm not. Although that would be cool.

"Its magic" I waved my fingers at her making her giggle, her little face all lit up. It felt a lot better knowing that I had done it just through not being a jerk. Jamie fiddled with my belt again "I got it, right here, see done up, undone, done up, undone. Oh I'm confused now"

"It don't matter, I have a match to compete in"

"Ok, remember big smile, you look pretty when you smile"

"So do you"

Jamie blushed playfully swatting my arm, "Oh you, now go, you have a match to compete in and I have to annoy the Shield"

"Why are you annoying the Shield?"

"Cause its fun" Jamie giggled "You should've known that"

"I should have but I didn't"

"Good luck Punk!" Jamie giggled before kissing my cheek again, that blush spread from her cheeks to her entire face.

After the show and after I finished changing, Jamie barged in. Her slap to my arm bought me back to the days where it was my face, and back to those times where I didn't even know I why I was being slapped. "What was that for?"

"Why didn't you tell me? I would've got you something if I knew, but I didn't know and now I'm here without a present, oh you must think I'm so rude"

"I don't think you're rude, I'm still wondering why you hit me"

"You didn't tell me its your birthday" Jamie shook her head, blonde locks almost whipping me in the face, "All day I've had people saying to me why didn't you say happy birthday to Punk, oh he's so mad and upset with you and thats why that guy punched me"

"Jamie it's not my birthday, its not my birthday until October"

"And what month are we in?"

"No where near October"

Jamie let out a huge sigh of relief "Sorry I hit you, I thought you were being a jerk again"

"I've stopped that now. I give you my word that I'll no longer be a jerk to you"

"Really?"

"Really really, and I'm sorry for being a jerk in the first place"

Jamie wrapped her tiny arms around my belly, squeezing me slightly as the joy spread throughout her frame. "You are so good to me, hopefully you don't get too mad at what I have to tell you"

"What do you have to tell me?" I asked as I pulled her away from me, now I was back to worry again not that I had to be but still when women say they have to tell you something its usually really bad. Really really bad.

"You got your wish!"

She was going to get naked and smother herself in whipped cream! No Punk, thats just stupid but then again..."What wish that would be?"

"As of tomorry I'm no longer working with you"

"What do you mean?"

"Apparently from tomorry onwards and for the next week or so, I'm going to be working with someone else"

"Who?" I swear to the heavens if that team was the Shield I was going to crack skulls.

Jamie pulled out her bit of paper, "On Lleh maet, whatever the hell that means"

I turned the paper the right way up, "Team Hell No"

"Ah yes, that makes more sense. So yeah I'll be there tomorry for the week then I don't know where I am"

"And does it make any difference at all if I say I want you with me, you're very good at what you do"

"Dad says I have to work with them for the moment"

Am I the only one that wants to bang my head against the freaking wall? I finally pull my head outta my ass and she's being taken away from me, seriously why does God hate me. Maybe because I was being a jerk to one of his greatest creatures, see if I had stopped being a prick sooner she would still be with me. Stupid fate and the universe. All against me.

"Hey do you wanna get something to eat with me? I'm really hungry"

"Um sure." I grabbed my stuff feeling a lot better, if what she said was right and I had a feeling that there was some truth to it. Her Dad tells her who she's working with so maybe if I talked to Shawn I would get Jamie back with me. Worth a shot right?

Jamie and me settled in at the small diner with food in front of us, she looked around nervously before slowly picking up her fork, I watched her little tremble as she tried to close her fingers around it properly.

"Stop looking at me you're making me nervous" Jamie whispered, well tried to whisper, it didn't really come out that way. I attended to my food still annoyed that she was leaving. Ok she wasn't really leaving and I would still see her but still, it was her leaving me. I only had one person to blame as to why Jamie thought that I would be happy with her going onto someone else. Me. This was the first time in years that I was actually to blame and it hurt deeper than I thought. I still had my action plan though, talk to her Dad.

"Punk can I ask you something?" Jamie piped up breaking through my thoughts.

"Sure"

"Why do you hate me? Why were you so mad at me?"

Before I could answer or even think of a lie she waved her hands at me, almost desperately "Forget it I don't wanna know! It's bad enough knowing you're mad at me, I don't think I could stand knowing why"

I took her hand "Jamie, I don't hate you, I'm just a jerk"

"You never used to be. And now I'm done talking about it, can you pass the sauce?"

"Jamie"

She pointed her finger at me like I was child "No. Sauce please"

I sighed passing her the sauce, I was going to have try another day. Thats alright, I would spend forever trying. That's gotta say something right?