Just a note please go back and read the previous chapter! There were major changes made!
She woke up the next morning expecting to be flooded with regret but instead found she still felt no different. She rolled over and looked at the clock it was 3 pm. She had woken up early. She usually woke up late and fell asleep even later. Her typical day would start at 4 pm and end at 9am unless she had Raw that day. She sat up and started getting ready for her day anyway. She started with shower and decided on an outfit for the day. She looked at her schedule. She didn't have much to do until 6:30 pm when she was going to a local show. So she settled on a long oversized black long sleeved band shirt, for her friends band that had pink and gray writing and a reaper on it and gray leggings and her black lace up boots. She dried her hair in long waves and applied her cat eye eyeliner and fuchsia lipstick and light blush, sparing the use of all the black eyeshadow she usually used. She sat in front of her mirror staring at herself, kind of surprised that Punk hadn't been the one at the door last night. She had been half expecting it to be him. Not that she had been disappointed or anything! She shook him from her mind as she got a text from her friend Franklin. Franklin was the lead singer of one of the bands she'd be seeing play that night and was Straightedge. He also happened to be a huge wrestling fan so you could imagine who he was a fan of. She read the message
From: Franklin 4:45 pm
"Please tell me you're bringing some of your big shot wrestler friends and some hot divas or at least some tickets to something! :D"
She hit reply typing. "You know I have no friends! And I'll explain when I see you about the ticket situation..." She sent it. Within seconds he replied
From: Franklin 4:46 pm
"I'm your friend jerkface! Ok see you soon! Come hangout before our set! Haven't seen you in ages!"
She smiled at his text, before typing her reply.
"Yeah you are, dickhead! Ok be there in a bit!" And sent it. She rubbed her face in frustration before dropping her phone into her purse and grabbing the keys to her mustang. The venue, which was one of her all time favorites, Chain Reaction was in Anaheim and since it was rush hour it'd take longer than usual to get to.
Punk sat outside a very luxurious looking apartment building. The one he assumed was Ruby's. He had wanted to talk to her since he had burst out after quitting. But he decided against it, instead he broke into Vince's Office and looked at her employee file to see where she lived and well here he was. He felt like a stalker but he just kept thinking about what the guys told him that night.
"So she quit? She must really hate you" laughed John taunting him
"Damn and I thought that uppercut she gave me was bad" laughed Cody pointing at the slight bruise that was on his jaw.
"Looks like you lost Mr. 'Best in the World'" Randy chuckled "it's a shame too, she seemed like a good fit for you. Hell maybe she could've brought you down a few notches"
"All matters aside, pay up Punk" John looked seriously
"What? This isn't over at all! I bet I could get her to come back." He tried to sound as confident as possible but he knew that it was a long shot.
"You already lost! Just give up" groaned Dolph.
"I say give the kid another shot. I think he can do" Kane shouted over his shoulder as he fixed his mask.
"I second that!" Sheamus added,
"Hell me too!" Added Daniel Bryan "I think it'll be hilarious to see you crash and burn" more guys agreed laughing
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