The Ballad of Mona Lisa ► CM Punk

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M O N A :

"The following is a Divas match scheduled for one fall, and it is for the Divas Championship! Making her way to the ring first, from Chicago, Illinois: Mona Lisa!"

"Say what you mean, tell me I'm right,
And let the sun rain down on me.
Give me a sign, I want to believe."

The post-Royal Rumble crowd cheered as I made my way to the ring.

"And her opponent, from Union City, New Jersey: the Divas Champion, AJ Lee!"

AJ skipped down to the ring, Tamina Snuka following close behind. As I waited in the ring for her, the Divas Champion just smirked at me.

Once Tamina stepped out of the ring, the bell rang and the match started.

AJ and I locked up, and I quickly got the upper hand, grabbing her arm and Irish whipping her into the ropes. Instead of bouncing off of them, she grabbed them and stopped herself. We glared at each other, then she ran at me, trying to execute a hurricanrana. I dodged it, and she fell.

When she stood back up, I began punching her. After two punches, she managed to grab my fist, and she shoved me back.

She attempted a hurricanrana again, and this time, she connected. I fell, and as I slowly got back up, she hit me with a shining wizard. She went for the pin.

"1...2 – "

I kicked out and she hit the ground in frustration.

Once I got up, she quickly grabbed ahold of my arm and locked in the Black Widow.

As much as I tried, I couldn't get out of the submission. I tapped out.

She released me, and Tamina climbed into the ring, carrying AJ's Divas Championship.

"The winner, and still the Divas Champion: AJ Lee!"

I rolled out of the ring as AJ celebrated. She began cutting a promo, so I slowly made my way backstage.

Once I saw everyone, I frowned. It was eerily silent. People were standing around, but they said nothing. I didn't expect congratulations or anything, especially since I lost, but people were usually talking.

I was even more confused when I realized they were all staring at me. There were only a few people – those who had matches coming up – but it was obvious they were all staring at me.

I slowly walked down the hall, and when I heard a familiar voice yelling at the end of it, I realized why they were staring.

"I'm going home."

I frowned, walking faster down the hall. By the time I got to the end of it, Vince McMahon's office door opened and Phil walked out. He stormed past me, not even noticing I was there.

I frowned, going after him. "Phil?"

He turned to look at me. "I'm going home, Mona."

"Why?" I asked. "I'll come with you. I just need to – "

"No, you don't understand," He said, coming to a stop. "I'm leaving. I'm going home. I'm not coming back."

Last night, at the Royal Rumble, I knew he was angry; I could tell. He had been talking to Bryan (Daniel Bryan; they were really good friends) and Phil had found out that he wouldn't be main eventing WrestleMania. He was upset that he'd never gotten to main event WrestleMania when he was champion, but he had hoped Bryan would get to.

Not only that, but he had another problem. I'm not a doctor, so I'm not entirely sure what was wrong, but there was something on his back. He kept being told it was nothing, but he didn't believe them, and I didn't either.

He had been upset for a while, but he didn't want me to worry, so he refused to talk about it.

"I'm coming with you," I told him. He was about to protest again, but I continued. "I just had a match. I'm not on the show tomorrow. Who knows when I'll be on TV again? When they need me, I'll come back, but until then, I'm going home with you." I crossed my arms. "I'm not taking no for an answer. I'm changing into clothes, and you better be here when I'm done."

I began walking away, toward the Divas locker room, but what he said next made me stop.

"Marry me."

I turned around. "What?"

He walked up to me. "Marry me, Mona."

I looked into his eyes, and when I saw nothing but love and sincerity, I replied with, "Okay. Yes.  Of course I'll marry you."

He kissed me. "I love you."

"I love you, too."

"You can come home with me, if you really want to," He said. "I'm going to be really grumpy for the next few days, though, so I'm not sure why you'd want to."

I shrugged. "You're always grumpy."

He laughed, and I smiled.

"Not anymore."

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Aw the story's over. :')

I completely rewrote the original last chapter because when I finished the story, Punk was still in the WWE and probably still champion. xD I wanted to catch everything up to speed.

I don't know why I made this story so short but whatever. Thanks for reading! :)

I appreciate everyone who read it, even though it wasn't even very good haha. Y'all are great. :)