Who Would've Thought (WWE Fanfiction)

Chapter Twelve

Angel's POV

When I opened my eyes I was greeted by the bright overhead lights. I tried to sit up, but I was encumbered by two heavy tattooed arms.

"Good morning." Punk said as I turned around to face him.

"Good morning." I whispered. He cupped my face in his hands and looked me in my eyes. Is he going to kiss me? I thought to myself.

Someone cleared their throat. Punk and I pulled away from each other and AJ was standing behind the curtain with slightly ajar. "Sorry, did I interrupt something?" AJ smirked.

"No." I said looking at Punk.

"Don't say it was nothing, because I saw the whole thing." AJ grinned. Punk stared off, probably thinking about what just happened.

"Saw what?" Sansha walked through the curtain behind AJ with Randy carrying one of my suitcases. Oh great! now Sansha will find out...

"Nothing." I blurted out.

The ER nurse made the scheduled rounds and declared that I was ok to leave.

I occasionally glanced over at Punk as I was preparing to be discharged. He appeared to be frustrated.

"What's wrong?" I said as I touched his hand.

"Nothing, I'm sorry about what happened. I shouldn't have..." He said while looking down.

"Why are you apologizing?" I asked, sad that he was expressing regret.

"You're going through a lot and I don't want to add any confusion." Before I could respond, my phone rang.

"Hello?"

"Hello, Angel."

"Oh hey, Mr. McMahon. How are you sir?"

"Fairly well, I'm calling to see how you are feeling. I'm sorry about the what happened last night on Raw. Take the next few days off. We had not planned for last night's events to concur in that manner. So take this week to rest up. I have made changes to the upcoming shows to allow your absence." Mr. McMahon said.

"Okay, sir. Thanks."

"Okay, see you soon. Bye." I ended the call and sighed.

"What did Mr. McMahon say?" Sansha asked.

"He wants me to rest. He gave me the week off."

"Great," Punk said sarcastically. "Totally forgot about today's Smackdown taping.

"Well this gives us time to fly back to Miami to get all of your stuff before Jason destroys any of it. I'll book the flight while you go get ready." Sansha said. I nodded and walked over to my suitcase to get clothes, then into the bathroom.

When I was done, we grabbed everything and left the hospital room. When we got to the entrance, a couple was leaving with their newborn child. I tried to hold back the tears, but I couldn't. That would've been me. Punk wrapped his arm around me and rubbed my shoulder.

"Phil. Randy. We have to get to the arena soon." AJ said. They each hugged me, got into AJ's rental car and drove away.

Sansha's POV

"So what's going on between you and Punk?"

"I honestly don't know. I mean I like him...I really like him, but I don't know if it's the best time to tell him how I feel. I just ruined my engagement." Angel said calmly.

"You should tell him how you feel. And don't say that, you didn't ruin your engagement! If Jason wasn't such a self-centered dick then things would've worked out. Promise me you will tell Punk about how you feel." I said sticking out my pinky.

"Sansha, I don't know yet...I'll think about it, okay?" She was now looking at a picture of Punk on her phone. She has to tell him or maybe I should?

"Angel, take a chance! You won't regret it! Let him know when we fly to Denver for Monday Night Raw. Do you want me to tell him?" I yelled. The people around us stared at us. "What? Go back to what you were doing." I said to the nosey observers.

"Sansha, shhh! And no! I'm telling him on my own. I'll tell him when I'm ready. I just breakup with my fiancé for Pete's sake," Angel whispered.

Punk's POV

Randy and I decided to chill before the taping of Smackdown. We were sitting in our locker room talking about our matches and promos until he changed the subject.

"So when are you going to ask Angel out?" Randy asked.

"Hmmm, I don't know. She's going through a lot right now. I don't want to make things worst." I said while thinking about Angel. Gosh, I miss her already, we've only been apart for two hours.

"Punk, this is your chance, think about it. It's obvious that you like her and Sansha told me that Angel is a big fan of yours, I'm pretty sure she likes you too. I know just as well as you that your past relationship didn't end on good terms, but don't let that stop you from moving on."

"My past is not stopping me from moving on...I'm just taking things slow, not rushing into anything..." I sighed. "Aye, what about you and Sansha? I know you like her, so ask her out."

"I knew you were going to turn this on me. Of course, I like her. What's not to like? She is funny, kind, and beautiful." Randy's expression lightened as he thought of Sansha. Man, he has gone soft. Is he seriously blushing right now?

"Wow, she's everything that you're not." I laughed as Randy glared at me.

"Whatever. Anyway I wonder if Sansha and Angel have landed in Miami yet." Randy said.