Finally, an update! I know I said this book was on hold, but I saw that he (@WWEFANFIC12) apologized and deleted Broken. He has started a new one called Love Is Just A Word. I like it, and you should go read it! After reading this chapter, voting and commenting of course! Enjoy! :)
Recap:
AJ's POV
P- Hello?
AJ- Hey Punk. It's me. Is it cool if I stay the night at your place John and I-"
P- Of course. You don't need to explain yourself. I'll be there in 5 minutes. I hung up and waited for Punk. There was no way I was going back to our place. I just need some time to cool off and get my head straight. So who better to call than the Straight Edge himself right? He pulled up and I hopped in. We got to his house, and I have to say, it's pretty impressive. I went into the guest bedroom while he went to his. I changed and he came in the room shirtless with boxers on. Damn...
"You coming to say goodnight?" I ask him. He smiles.
"Goodnight Buttons."
"Goodnight Punkers." He winks and shuts the door. I lay down and fall asleep.
"GET OUT!"
"AJ, I can explain-"
"SHUTUP! I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU WOULD DO SOMETHING LIKE THIS TO ME! HOW IS OUR DAUGHTER GONNA REACT WHEN SHE FINDS OUT?! YOU SAID YOU LOVED ME!"
"I do-"
*SLAP!*
*SLAP!*
YOU SAID YOU LOVED ME! I began to toss and turn, then I finally woke up. Punk was sitting next to the bed.
"I heard you screaming, so I came to see if you were alright." I smiled. He came over to the other side and got behind me, wrapped his arm around me, and we both laid down.
"It's okay Buttons. I'm right here." He whispered. I fell asleep, believing every word Punk said.
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CM Punk's POV
I woke up to the smell of bacon. I sat up and realized I was in the guest room. Then I remembered. I heard AJ having a bad dream last night and I came and made her feel better. Not that way, if that's what you're thinking. I can tell her and John are having problems because of the way they act to each other on and off-screen. I just feel bad for Chloe Elizabeth mostly. I could only imagine what's going through her head. I put on some sweats and headed downstairs. AJ was in the kitchen, her back turned to me. An idea came to my head. I crept up behind her and poked her sides.
"Hey AJ!" I screamed. She squealed and jumped. Next thing I know, a hot spatula hits my cheek. She smiles and covers her mouth.
"Oh my God Punk, are you okay? You know I hate being scared like that. So that was all your fault." I smile. Her smile always warms me up.
"Ah, it's okay. I just wanted to see what you would do. And you did what I knew you would do. Hit me in the face with a hot spatula."
"At least it was a spatula. It could've been a knife."
