Who Would've Thought (WWE Fanfiction)

Chapter Twenty

Angel's POV

Well tonight was the Battleground pay-per-view and Punk's match was up next. I stood beside Punk as he stretched near the gorilla.

"Hey guys, good luck out there Punk!" Sansha said, walking up to us.

"Luck is for losers." Punk smirked.

"Whatever, anyway, Angel can I talk to you after the match?"

"Yea, sure." She's probably wondering what's going on with Punk and I. Sansha hugs me and runs off to find Randy. Within a minute, I hear the all too familiar static.

"Look in my eyes, what do you see?"

"The cult of personality!"

Punk grabbed a kendo stick and held my hand.

"You ready?" I nodded my head and we walk out onto the stage, the crowd erupted. He handed me the kendo stick while he got down on his knee and yelled "It's clobberin' time!"

Once we reached the ring, he kissed my cheek and I sat at the commentary table.

"Hello Angel, glad you're here to join us," Jerry The King Lawler said in a jovial tone.

"Yea, it's nice to have you on commentary," Michael Cole agrees.

"Thanks for having me."

Ryback's music hit and the crowd booed as he and Paul Heyman made their way to the ring. After the bell rang, Paul stood in front of the commentary table and smirked at me.

The match was back and forth, until Punk gained the upper hand and signaled for the GTS. Paul climbed onto the apron, distracting Punk. I jumped out of my seat and swept Paul's legs from under him with the kendo stick. Ryback tried to take advantage of the distraction, but Punk countered. He lifted Ryback on his shoulders and connected with the GTS. The referee counted 1...2...3 in the center of the ring. I walked around Paul, who was holding his leg and groaning, and entered the ring. Before I could congratulate Punk, he kissed me for the whole universe to see. We walked backstage hand in hand.

Punk's POV

"Punky, I'm going to talk to Sansha, see in a few." Angel said, she kissed my cheek and walked away.

I made my way to my locker and opened my door.

"What are you doing here!?" I said, walking in and closing the door behind me.

"What happened to hello and how are you?"

"I didn't ask how you are doing because I honestly don't care."

"C'mon Phil, that's no way to speak to the woman you love. And to answer your question, I'm simply here to take back what is mine."

"I love Angel now, you should've thought of all this two months ago when you cheated on me. We're over, now leave." I said pointing at the door.

"Everyone makes mistakes Phil. And you're making a huge mistake by dating some fangirl. I'm not leaving unless you're coming with me."

"She's not some fangirl! Why am I arguing with you? Just get out!"

"Nope."

"Fine, then I'll leave." I turned around and reached for the door handle.

"Phillip, don't you walk out on me, I need you." I ignored her and opened the door, before I could step one foot out of the door she spoke in a solemn tone, "You're going to be a father."

"What?" I slammed the door causing her to jump.

"Phil, I'm pregnant," Amy approached me.

She's pregnant? No! This can't be happening!

"Phil, you can't walk out on us, the baby and I need you." She said, grabbing my hand and placing it on her stomach. I stood there speechless.

"I know this is a lot to take in, but we have to work this out at least for the baby's sake. We're a family now." Before I could respond, she pressed her lips to mine and kissed me passionately. I kissed back.

Angel's POV

I told Sansha about Punk and I. I rushed down the hallway blushing to Punk's locker room, anxious about how we were going to celebrate his win. Without knocking, I opened the door to see another woman straddling and making out with my boyfriend. They both looked at me.

"Amy!?"

"Princess, it's not what it looks lik-" Punk said, sliding Amy off of his lap. He jumped off the couch and came towards me.

"Save it! What the hell does it look like then?" I said pushing Punk away.

"I'm just simply taking back what is mine." Amy glared.

"How could you do this to me!? After all the times you said you would be there for me. After my past situation. I trusted you, I let you in!" I slapped him in the face, leaving behind a red mark.

"Princess-"

"Don't call me that!" he reached for my hand but I pulled it away and ran out of the room. Tears filled my eyes, making it impossible to see, but I kept running even though I didn't know where I was going.