A Different Kind of Me - cm punk

Chapter 5: Secrets from Her Past

Chapter 5: Secrets from Her Past

CM Punk's POV

The rest of the lunch was awful. I changed the subject and got Taylor laughing but I couldn't get that look of desperation when she begged me to drop the topic out of my head. I was gonna need to have a serious talk with my sister.

When we returned home I got out the car and went in search for my sister; she was in her room. "What's the deal with Taylor and her past?" I asked locking her door.

She shrugged. "Taylor and what past?" I ran my hand over my face; I didn't have time for this, "Krista don't play with me." I whispered loudly. "You know fully well what I'm talking about. What. Happened. In Taylor's past?"

"I can't tell you." She sighed. I threw my hands up in the air. "What do mean you can't tell me?"

"It means just that Phil. I can't tell you. I promised Taylor. Sorry." There was a knock on the door, "come in." my sister said.

"I got the job- Phil, I didn't see you there."

My sister smiled "Congrats."

"Hardly, your brother talked his way into me being his manager. So imagine how happy I am!"

"He's not that bad. He can b loveable when he's not all up in your face being annoying. So you just have to find that 3% of Phil that you can deal with and try work with it."

"I'm right here." Taylor laughed, "I think that's why she said it you big weirdo."

Saturday was amazing; we spent the entire day shopping for junk food for my PPV the next night.

My sister and Eric got out the car the minute I parked it and headed to the arena. I had gotten them all ring side seats so I could literally hear them when they cheered me on as I trash Jericho's butt. The only downside of their seats was that it was directly behind Michael Cole. "I'm gonna meet you guys in there, I wanna talk to Phil." Taylor said.

"Ohh." My sister said making kissing sounds. "Why don't you just stay backstage with him? Be his good luck charm."

"Eww, Krista. By the way, weren't you going somewhere?"

"Fine. I can take a hint. Let's go Eric." She said grabbing Eric and disappearing through a door.

"So ahh, what did you wanna tell me?"

"Yes actually, since I'm your new manager and I sorta control all the crap you try to pull, you're gonna have to tone it down a bit. It's not good for publicity." I leaned against the wall and smirked. I raised an eyebrow. "Is that all you wanted to say to me Ms. Cooper?" She frowned; her eyes searching to see if she really had something else to say. She shrugged. "I don't think there is."

"I beg to differ Cooper. There is something you want to tell me."

"And what might that be….Punk?"

"If I have to spell it out. You didn't wish me luck for my match tonight."

She rolled her eyes "Really? I need to wish you luck?"

"Well yeah, you're my manager."

"I didn't see that in my contract."

"But you know you want to wish me luck." I said. The theme song foe Extreme Rules began to play indicating the show was about to start. "Fine. Good luck CM Punk." Then she kissed me. It was brief but my reflexes were fast enough and I kissed her back. She moved away from me and tapped my cheek. "Make me proud and lay off the crap." She said walking through the door into the arena.