Bleeding Red (CM Punk WWE)

Twenty-Nine-Friday

"Ruby get in here" he ordered from the room, she sat refusing to go. "Don't make me go out there and get you" he barked from where he was, he started walking toward her, he heard her audibly sigh before she walked into the room. She stood at the door way with her arms crossed, he looked her over, his eyes trailing over the way the dress hugged every curve of her body, it cut off just below her shapely ass that could make even Kim Kardashian jealous, and hugged tightly around her waist and looked like it was going to burst where her breasts were, perfect overly full C cups, causing the thin lace straps of the dress to look like they were going to pop off at any moment. He smirked, it reminded him of the gold dress she had worn in London, she shifted uncomfortably.

"Quit staring" she hissed, he did the complete opposite as he sat on his bed looking her over more.

"Can't believe all that is mine this weekend" he mused, she glared,

"What the hell did you call me in here for?" She growled, he nodded at the bed suggestively, she scrunched up her nose causing him to laugh ,

"Don't get ahead of yourself Rue" he informed her "that can wait...a few hours...for now what I want is for you to return the favor"

"What?!" She asked confused

"I changed you, now I want you to change me, very slowly." He told her as he stood and outspread his arms she looked at him like he was crazy.

"You're crazy," she told him turning to leave, he grabbed her and pulled her back,

"And you're doing it!" He told her,

"And if I don't?"

"Seems to me like you want a repeat of a few minutes ago" he warned pulling her closer, his hands made their way up the back of her thighs and up her short dress as he groped her ass, she groaned uncomfortably as his nails dug into her flesh, he pushed he against the wall "if I take my own clothes off, we won't be going anywhere but the bed" he whispered, jerking his hands up and grinding his erection against her inner thigh, "you don't know how badly I missed you" he whispered as he nuzzled her neck, enjoying the feeling of her silky smooth skin on his cheek before he jerked her against him roughly again. She whimpered as his nails dug into her skin, his erection stabbing her leg "don't make me be the bad guy" he warned, he could feel his hands on his chest and she tried to shove him off but he was holding her too tightly against the wall for her to move, he nuzzled her breasts, "I could do this all weekend," he warned "or you can bathe me and change me and we can go out, in public, where me doing this wouldn't be too convenient" he bit her shoulder, he thrust his hips upward violently causing his erection to go dangerously close to her entrance, she wriggled against him, he did it again, she stopped. "What do you say baby? Either is fine with me" he teased, he felt her chest heave beneath him,

"Fine" she muttered, he tightened his grip, he was more that sure she was having trouble breathing, her feet were a few inches off the ground now,

"Fine what?" He demanded,

"I'll change you" she choked,

"Bathe and change" he corrected. "Right?"

"Yes" she managed to nod,

"That's a good girl" he smirked pressing his lips to hers roughly before letting her drop to the ground, she wiped her mouth standing immediately trying to maintain some sort of dignity. He stood with his arms outstretched, "I'm waiting" she sighed and went over to him glaring, she looked away as she unzipped his Gracie Jiujitsu for him, he looked at her amused "Look at me when you change me" he growled, he jerked her chin forward so she was looking at him.

"I hate you" she whispered, he smirked as she pulled off his hoodie and folded it putting it on the bed, she pulled his shirt over his head roughly folding it and throwing it on the bed, "I hate you so much" he pushed her back against the wall, he heard an audible thump and realized she had hit her head,

"I believe I've told you this before." He leaned in close, his arms on either side of her head, his lips centimeters from hers. "I prefer your hate to your indifference" he grabbed her hands and made them trail across his abs, enjoying the feeling of her small finger tips in every crevice and indent, he made them go lower and lower until they were on his zipper, "now finish what you started" he whispered pulling away, she rubbed her head and glared at him, she unzipped his pants and pulled them down but he couldn't step out of them, "ahem" he reminded her pointing at his shoes, he forced her to her knees as she got on all fours and untied his shoes, he leaned over to see her ass as she roughly pulled off his left shoe causing him to fall back on the bed, he smirked as she pulled off the other and pulled off his socks before pulling off his pants. She began to stand but he pulled her on top of him on the bed, and rolled over and pinned her she looked up at him annoyed

"You know this is starting to get old" she muttered not looking at him but to her side,

"It's not my fault, it's so hard to keep my hands off of you" he laughed, she sighed. "I meant it when I said I missed you" he whispered "I missed this...our bodies together, our skin touching," he traced her lips "your lips all over me, don't tell me you didn't miss it" he whispered. She continued to state away from him, "Rue?"

"For the last fucking time. It's RUTH-LESS. And you told me not to tell you." She sighed annoyed. He let go of her disappointed, "can we just get this over with?" She seemed tired of the whole situation already, he got up, she followed him into his bathroom and began running the water, without a second thought she pulled down his underwear and motioned for him to get in the tub. He looked at her confused, "have I broken you already?" He mused, she stayed quiet. He glared at her but got into the bathtub nonetheless, the water was comfortably warm and continued to fill the the tub, when it reached his chest she turned it off, she sat on the edge of the tub behind him as she grabbed soap and lathered it on her hands before massaging it on to his shoulders, he sighed savoring as her hands worked on his shoulders and neck, they came down on his chest, he could feel her breasts on the back of his neck, "I feel like a king" he joked, she continued to say quiet as she scrubbed him with the loofah, he growled annoyed "Ruby Zoraya Rojo answer me when I talk to you" she continued to say quiet as her hands went into the water, he could tell she was angry as she roughly scrubbed at his legs and feet eventually making her way back up to his back, still not saying a word. "Ruby" he warned, she continued to stay quiet as she rinsed him off and began to wash at his hair, roughly scratching his head, he grabbed her by the wrist, "say something" he demanded, she used her free hand to rinse the suds of his hair before he caught the wrist of that one too. He turned to face her, her chest was slightly wet from the water and she had put up her long red hair up to prevent it from getting in her eyes. "Don't make me pull you in here fully clothed" he warned, she simply blinked at him, she pulled one hand away and reached down between his legs sensually, he looked at her surprised, she smirked, he realized the water was going down, she had pulled the plug. She stood and grabbed one of his fluffy black bath towels and began to briskly dry him off as he stood, he smirked at her "take your time sweetheart" she continued to ignore him as she wrapped it around his waist and tucked the corner in as she pulled him back into his bedroom and began rummaging through his drawers for his clothes, he dropped the towel and sat on the bed, crossing his legs with his ankle on his knee, he rested his chin on his fist looking rather distinguished until she whirled around holding up his boxers, "hi" he smirked. She rolled her eyes sighing she bent over to try to put them on him but he moved, she glared at him. Her eyes sent a clear message, cut it out. He smiled "something to say?" He taunted, she kept quiet and attempted to put them on him again, he moved. She stood and glared at him, her eyes gave a warning. "What're you going to do about it?" He challenged, she shrugged innocently, turning to rummage through his drawers again, before he knew it she was pinning him down on the bed, having speared him back causing him to lose his breath. She began to pull them up his legs before he turned and pinned her on the bed again, she glared up at him, her lips pursed as if fighting the urge to say something. "Say something damn it." He demanded, she glared before simply blinking at him unfazed, "Ruby say something or you'll regret it" he warned, she let out a bored yawn, he pushed her farther up the bed, she continued to act as if she didn't care. He could practically read her thoughts, empty threats she seemed to be thinking. He reached out into the nightstand pulling out a roll of condoms, she looked at him, you wouldn't dare her eyes told him, "since you don't seem to want to protest" he smirked ripping one open with his mouth, she was squeezing her thighs together for dear life, that girl had thighs like a steel trap. He rolled on the condom before he began to kiss her neck and chest still pinning her hands above her head "this could all stop, all you have to do is say no" he told her as pushed her dress up above her navel kissing down her stomach before coming back up, she had her legs crossed as he continued to try to get them open, he tried to pry them apart. "I could easily flip you over you know that?" He warned, "Ruby. Say. Something." He demanded, she stiffened when he called her Ruby, "did I find a tick?" He smirked "Ruby" he repeated, she stiffened again, he flipped her over, she struggled beneath him, still silent. "I could easily ram into you right now, we both know we never broke in your ass," he had her propped up now, she continued to try to fight him off. He leaned up next to her ear, "Ruby" he whispered, she elbowed him in the ribs, knocking him off of her,


"It's Ruthless" she growled, she laughed "and that's what you'd like to think" she growled down at him, "you don't know what I've done with the Shield" she told him, winking. "Now stop being a bratty little boy and let me dress you" she pulled up the boxers the rest of the way before putting his socks on for him. "You using me to be your surrogate mommy?" She asked in a baby voice as she put on his pants, "quite sad" she mused pulling a plain black Tshirt over his head, "did you make the stripper do this to? What about your little detective friend?" She cooed pulling a black and red flannel over his arm and then the other, she bent and put on his shoes for him "all the sudden I don't feel so special" she said in a voice of mock hurt, she tired them and stood again, she went behind him so he could see himself in the mirror as she fixed the collar of the flannel, "but let me just tell you one thing" she whispered as she went around to adjust the other side, she dusted off his shoulder as she rested her chin on it, "they'll never be me" she smirked, he stared at their reflection in the mirror for a split second. They looked like a couple, her in the black dress, him in the black and red, before he pushed her away.

"And not member of the Shield could compare to me" he reminded her, he grabbed her by the wrist and tore her out of the room, grabbing a bag and pulling her out of the apartment,

"Where are we going?!" She groaned, he pulled her down the stairs,

"You'll find out soon enough" he told her smugly as he pushed her into the Monte Carlo

"What?! Phil Brooks driving somewhere?" She gasped teasing, "hell must've froze over" she laughed

"I'm sure if we walked you'd use every opportunity you could to tell people how I kidnapped you" he rolled his eyes as he got in the drivers seat

"As if that would stop me" she muttered under her breath, he rolled his eyes again as he cut on the engine, the drive was quiet, He rested his hand on her knee as she drove, she pulled her legs away staring out the window. He glared at her and placed it back on the steering wheel as he continued to drive. They were almost to their destination when he heard police sirens behind him, he looked in his rear view mirror confused to find that there was indeed a police car behind him flashing his lights. He sighed

"Great" he pulled over, he shot Ruby a warning look, she shrugged innocently, the cop took his sweet time to walk over to the car as Punk rolled down his window. Ok Punk time to turn on the charm, he told himself, he cleared his throat nervously. "Evening officer" he smiled, "is there a problem?" He asked as the officer looked into the car,

"We seem to have gotten a few calls about suspicious activity in this vehicle." He told them, he looked over at Ruby "m'am, are you being held against your will?" He asked, she looked at him as if making a decision

"Actually-" she began but Punk cut her off,

"What do you mean suspicious activity?"

"Apparently your passenger here has been signaling cars that you have her against her will." He looked over at Ruby again "I repeat, are you being he against your will?" She blinked, she opened her mouth to say something but he cut her off,

"Officer...it's not what you think. This woman here is my wife. We just had quite the argument back at our house and well you know how women are..." He laughed it off, the officer looked at him suspiciously, then back at Ruby,

"Is that true? Are you his wife?"

"Yeah-"

"See officer nothing to worry about, now if we could get on our way-"

"Hey wait a minute you're that Punk guy from tv, my kid loves you! And that would make you Ruby Redfox, oh shit is that weekend you guys have to spend together?" He looked excited, "hold on just a minute!" He ran back to his car and came back with a camera. They ended up having to take some pictures together, a triumphant Punk and a sulking Ruby before they were finally on their way again. Punk couldn't help but laugh,

"You thought you could get out of this that easily?" He chuckled a bit more before clearing his throat and turning to look at her, "try to pull something like that again, and I won't be laughing, and you won't be happy." He warned. She crossed her arms silently,

"Where are you taking me?" She asked again as they drove on,

"You'll see" he sang as they pulled into the airport, she looked at him confused, he dragged her out the car.

"Oh yay a plane full of people for me to tell about your kidnapping" she teased, he laughed

"No I figured you'd do that, which is why I got the Brooks a nice private jet to travel on. No one could interrupt us there should you want to join the mile high club" he winked as they weaved through the terminal

"Just great. You think taking your soon to be exwife who's afraid of flying on a private jet would win her back?!" she groaned, he laughed

"That's the plan"

"Can you just fucking tell me where we're going?" She asked as they went up the stairs onto the jet, he was still too distracted by her walking up the stairs ahead of him,

"Have I ever told you, you have a fantastic ass?" He smirked as she sat across from him on the jet. She rolled her eyes annoyed, she looked at it smirking,

"My boys tell me all the time" she settled into her seat, "amongst other things" he glared

"That's it as of right now, you're prohibited from mentioning them for the rest of this weekend." He growled, she looked at her fingernails bored.

"I don't do well with orders, we'll see how that works out" the engines cut on, she clutched the armrests, he could tell she was terrified, he held out his hand expectantly. She glared at it and swatted it away, she shut her eyes, apparently in her time away from him she had managed to conquer her fear of flying as she muttered something to herself, finally when the plane reaches cruising altitude she opened them, "can you tell me where we're going? Please" she said calmly he looked at her,

"Well since you asked so nicely AND there's no way for you to escape, I'll let you know. We're going back to the place where we swore out undying love among drunks, druggies, and prostitutes, the city of sin. Las Vegas."
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Punk stared at her from across the table. She was illuminated by the candlelight. She looked beautiful, like an angel. She had stayed quiet most of the time, during landing, check into the hotel, and even the walk to the restaurant. He had began to regret having her so scantily clad, when on the walk to the restaurant she received countless wolf-whistles and double takes, and even a few comments that had caused him to almost start a fight. Now they found themselves at dinner, some fancy restaurant near the chapel where they were married. He was thankful that it was only 11:45pm, his first 6 hours of his weekend almost over but there seemed to be so much more time left,
"How do you like this place?" He asked finally, she looked up from her plate.

"Kinda over the top don't you think? Too bourgeois for my liking" she shrugged "never figured you for the créme de la créme fou fou restaurant type of guy, I mean if this is some sort of attempt to woo me, I can tell you now. It's not working." She told him simply as she stabbed a carrot with her fork and ate it. He smiled widely,

"You know what the worst thing about being a star is?" He asked, she looked at him incredulous,

"I have a feeling you're about to tell me" she shrugged

"People stop kicking your ass and start kissing it. You never kissed my ass, you always told me things exactly how they were, you never sugar coated it, you were straight up with me. That's one of the many reasons why I fell for you..." He told her as he stared at her, she seemed to be glowing the candlelight, she blushed.

"I'm just being me" she muttered shrugging,

"That's what I love, you're real..." He told her, they stared into each others eyes for what seemed like an eternity, sparking hopes that she was coming back to him as her dark brown eyes burned into his hazel green, before she looked away looking at her plate again.

"So...can we go back to the hotel?" She asked quietly "I'm tired and this isn't doing it for me" she shrugged, he placed his hand over hers,

"The night is young, as are we. We're gonna go bar and or club hopping" he smiled, she looked at him confused,

"You don't drink"

"So?" He shrugged, he slapped some money on the table before grabbing her hand and pulling her out of the restaurant.

"Punk please can we just go back?" She pleaded, he ignored her as they walked a block or two into the first club, but he made sure to take a lot of turns and such I make sure she wouldn't know her way back, it was dark aside from the strobe lights and it was crowded.

"C'mon, have some fun" he yelled over the music, hey knew she hated clubs and bars. Maybe he wanted her to be uncomfortable, he wanted to see her squirm. And she was, as she stood uncomfortably by the bar, before finally deciding to sit on a stool, "be right back" he announced before disappearing into the crowd. He sat from afar and watched her sitting there, almost nervous before she leaned forward to talk to the bartender. She seemed to have attracted a couple of guys attention as they went over to talk to her, she gave them the cold shoulder as she sipped from a glass of dark liquid, her eyes scanning the room, perhaps looking for him. To his disappointment she wasn't squirming as much as he had hoped as he made his way back to her,

"Oh darn I was having such a good time without you" she pouted at him as she took another sip, he snatched the glass from her sniffing it.

"Alcohol?" He asked shocked, the whole time he knew her she had never drank a drop of poison, she shrugged

"Yeah is there a problem?" She asked batting her eyelashes at him.

"Since when do you drink?!" He asked, people around him looked at him weird. She shrugged,

"The Shield-" she started to say, he shot her a warning look, she laughed and snatched back her glass and downed the rest, she wiped her mouth "they drink all the time particularly Dean and Corey, and well when in Roman, you must do as the Romans do, speaking of Roman he has the biggest-" he cut her off by snatching the glass out of her hand, she laughed he turned to the bartender

"She's cut off!" He told him, he nodded wide eyes but pointed back at Ruby, Punk turned to find her drinking from a green bottle, going so far as to tilt back in her seat to drink the bottles contents. He went to snatch the bottle from her but she handed it to him triumphantly as she wiped her mouth. It was empty.

"Bet you don't want to kiss me now" she cooed, stroking his face, he looked away from her disgusted,

"Can I get a glass of water for her?" He sighed. The bartender nodded and handed him two, Punk smelled cigarette smoke and turned to find Ruby smoking a cigarette, she smirked and blew smoke in his face. He snatched it and crushed it beneath his show before handing her the water, "drink" he ordered, she pouted

"You're no fun" she whined as she took the glass and began to drink the water, she stopped and offered him the glass "you want some water?" She asked

"No thanks-" he was cut off by her pouring the contents of the glass onto his head, before he could react she had grabbed someone's glass of whiskey and pouted it over his head before pouring the other glass of water on him.

"Sorry you looked really thirsty" she shrugged pouting, he shook with anger, his fists clenched as she stood there smiling. Before he knew it her lips were on his, her mouth didn't taste like alcohol or cigarettes which surprised him. She was tangling her hands in his hair hungrily, he didn't know what it was but he was seriously into him at the moment. He knew this was his chance, he began to kiss back. She pulled away, and whispered into his ear "take me home" she whispered. He didn't know if this was a trick or her intoxication but he would use it to his advantage. He nodded before paying for their drinks, she pulled his lips to hers again as they managed to walk out, he hailed a cab as they clambered in, she was immediately straddling him, her hands on him hungrily. The cab ride ended to quickly for his liking as they got and made their way back up to the room. They were barely in the room before she crashed her lips to his aggressively, he was actually shocked. They fell onto the bed before she pulled away laughing,

"You're too damn easy" she giggled as she sat up beneath him, she wiped her mouth, "I always get what I want" she sang, laughing again. She was obviously drunk, he decided to shock her and not show his anger.

"Maybe I am" he shrugged propping himself up on his elbow, "but you can't fake passion like that, you liked kissing me" she laughed again cuddling into his chest

"I can fake whatever I want" she sighed, she seemed to be breathing in his scent "but I do enjoy your kisses, like I enjoy others but yours...they made me feel...like I'm intoxicated." She sighed, he looked at her surprised, she pulled away "don't listen to me I'm drunk" she laughed

"Drunk words, sober thoughts" he shrugged

"Hm" she mused her fingers trailing his bare chest, she had ripped off his shirt seconds earlier "remember our first time?" She asked out of the blue shocking him

"Uh yeah..."

"I was terrified..." She said seemingly to the ceiling, "and just look at me now" she laughed again, he was baffled by her behavior. She looked at him "do you want to fuck me Phil?" She asked, she sat up blinking at him, "after everything I've done... everything I've said...do you still want me?"

"You really think I'd be here...take all your shit...if I didn't?" He asked, she bit her lip.

"You're crazy" she sighed burying her head in his chest. "Just let me go Phil. It's for the best. I don't want to hurt you anymore, I don't want to be the reason you're dying inside...I'm not a murderer" she muttered into his chest

"What are you talking about?"

"I..." She blinked. "I've hurt a lot of people before. I break everything I touch...just destroy it. I'm so used to being alone...I can't handle this. A relationship is the last thing I want. I don't want this, I don't want us, and I definitely don't want you" she told him. "I think it's best if we just cut this short. This is pointless. Just sign the papers Phil." She produced papers out of her purse, "I figured you'd rip the others..."

"No. You may not want me but I want you. You learned this months ago. I don't give up easily, that's why I'm the best on the world. I will NEVER give up on you because I love you, and until I die I will fight for you, every second of every hour of everyday until my last breath because without you there is no me. I can't stand to lose you again. Even if it means having to live the rest of my life like this, with only part of you I don't care. I've told you before, death would be easier than losing you again" he told her staring into her eyes, she sat up

"You've never told ME that." She looked hurt

"Yes I have. Because you're Corazon, I know already Ruby there's no need to lie, you're her and I forgive you for lying to me about it." He assured her stroking her cheek. She slapped it away appalled

"I'm not Corazon! You're crazy! I'm Ruby Zoraya Rojo. Is this what this is about?! You're holding on to me because you think I'm her?! I'm not!"

"Yes you are...I don't know why you're hiding it-"

"I'm not her! Is this the only reason you claim to love me?! Because I look like her?!" She began smacking his chest savagely, "how dare you make me go through all this shot just for you to hold on to the memory of your dead girlfriend?! I hate you! You never loved me!" She shouted, he tried to control her but she was seriously going at it, he pinned her down finally

"Calm the fuck down!" He demanded,

"You never loved me! Just sign by he fucking papers!" She continued to yell, she began to sob. "I don't want to be here anymore. I want to go home. I want my dad...I want to go home" she sobbed. He looked at her confused, he never figured her for a drunk cryer. He let go of her as she curled up into a ball sobbing, had he broken the Shield's flawless, fearless leader?
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What do you guys think? Did he break Ruby or is it just the alcohol talking? I'll try to update later tonight! No promises, and I was very upset by the number of comments on the last update, step up your game and so will I!
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MV
PS there will be no updates from September 5th to the 17th due to me being out of the country with no Internet access sorry!