Who Would've Thought (WWE Fanfiction)

Chapter Twenty-Five

Punk's POV

"Finally, the show's over!" I pulled my luggage through the parking lot while Amy trailed behind.

"Punk!" I turned around.

"Punk! Have you seen Angel? She left about a hour ago." Sansha said, running up to me.

"I saw her earlier. But, I don't know where she is."

"Well, aren't you going to look for her?" Sansha asked, concern plastered on her face.

"Nope. She is probably fine." I said, turning around and walking in the direction of my rental car.

"She's not answering my calls. What if she is seriously hurt or in trouble? We have to do something!" Sansha shouted. I opened the trunk and placed my luggage in it.

"She probably just wants to be left alone." I said as I walked around to the driver's side.

"But-"

"Look, can't you see that he doesn't care! We don't know where she is and we don't give a damn. Instead of you badgering us about it, you should be looking for her! Phil and her are over, just because she is jealous that I'm the mother of Phil's baby! Do you get it now? Or do I have to spell it out for you? Come on, Phil. Let's go." Amy snapped. We got in the car and I drove off, leaving Sansha standing in the middle of the parking lot.

Sansha's POV

I walked back inside, asking everyone if they have heard from my best friend. But, sadly they all shook their heads. I made my way to Randy's locker room.

"Hey babe, you enjoy the show?" Randy asked before planting a kiss on my cheek.

"Yea, it was good. You did great out there. Although, I would prefer a change in character. I'm not sure if I like you as a heel."

"Well, that's the role that the writers gave me so I have to act it out. Something else is bothering you though. I can tell. What's wrong?"

"It's Angel. She left a hour ago without saying anything and she hasn't been answering her phone."

"Well, maybe she needs some time to herself. I don't know. Have you talked to Punk? Maybe he knows where she is."

"Yes, I just saw him in the parking lot with Amy. He and Angel broke up. He doesn't seem to care that Angel is missing and he has no interest in trying to look for her! Urgh, seeing Punk and Amy together makes me sick! This is all her fault! Punk wouldn't be acting like this if it wasn't for her!" I buried my face in my hands with frustration.

"Hey, it's okay. Everything will be okay. Angel is probably some where out there safe and trying to make sense of this madness. And as far as I'm concerned after everything that has happened in the past month, Punk should not have let Angel go. I wonder what happened? What was it that was so terrible that made Angel leave without telling anyone?"

"I hope you're right about Angel being okay and safe...I don't know what Punk did or said, but he might regret it later."

Amy's POV

I just got out of the shower and ready for bed. Phil was laying in the bed watching TV. But it seemed like the tv was watching him instead because he stared off in deep thought. I grabbed the remote and turned off the tv.

"Phil ,sweetheart? Are you okay?" I asked, sitting down beside him on the bed.

"Yeah." He said, turning his attention to me.

"Okay. Well, goodnight, I going to get some sleep." I said, walking to the door.

"Night."

I entered my room and stretched out on my bed. I grabbed my phone and logged into Twitter. Shortly after my tweeting session I fell asleep.