A Different Kind of Me - cm punk

Chapter 6: 2500 Miles Away

Chapter 6: 2500 Miles Away

I continued to hold her while she cried. I needed to something to make her laugh and I need to do it fast. "You know, you're gonna make me look like if I peed through my chest."

"Peed through your chest? Do you think I'm six or something? If you want to make me laugh you've got to do better than peed through your chest." She spat out.

"But atleast I got you to stop crying."

"Yeah, atleast you did." She aid smiling. "Thank you."

"No problem," I said shrugging and sitting against a tree. "That's what I do."

"That's what you do?" she raised her eyebrow. "I thought you were a wrestle."

"No, no, no, no.

"I said shaking my index finger, "I am the best in the world, therefore I can do anything; even ballet." I got up and attempted a toe point turn. I ended up tangling my legs and falling on my butt. "Yeah! You make a great ballet dancer." she sat besides me. "Thanks for listening and understanding." I put my hand around her; pulling her close. "Nah, its okay. That's what I do for my woman."

"Your woman? So I'm your woman now?"

"If you want to be. Do you want to be my woman?"

"Ehh, why not? I've been worse off."

"Ouch. I'm gonna pretend that didn't hurt."

"Hehe and I'm gonna pretend I didn't mean that." This time I was the one who kissed her first and to my greatest joy (as cheesy as that sounds) she kissed me back. Strange as it was the walk back didn't seem as long as I expected; maybe it was because of the company I was with. I woke up Monday morning intending to have a chat with my sister before leaving for the Raw taping. When I reached the living room my sister was sitting on the couch with Taylor sound asleep on her lap. I walked over, sat on the couch and placed Taylor's legs on my lap. "I need to talk to you. Is she asleep?"

Taylor's POV

"I told him everything about my past then I started crying like a baby but h-"

"Shut up and pretend you're asleep. Phil's coming." Krista said. I did as I was told and a few seconds later I felt a pair of hands move my legs and place them on their lap. "I need to talk to you. Is she asleep?" I heard Punk's voice.

"No Phil, she's searching for elephants in my lap." I had to keep myself from laughing. "Haha. Well I need to talk to you about her so can we move?"

"And risk waking her up? She's asleep." He was whispering, but I wasn't asleep so it didn't matter. "Did she tell you anything about last night?"

"No, she fell asleep before she could. Why? What happened?"

"Nothing, she just told me everything about her past."

"She must really like and trust you to do that. She doesn't tell that to just anyone." Punk was absently rubbing my leg; sending shivers up my spine. "And I kinda asked her to be my girlfriend."

"Really?"

Yupp. Amazing isn't it? She said yes. Well actually she said 'Ehh why not? I've been worse off.' But it was a yes."

"You love her!"

"Whoa... that's a strong word. I like her. A lot. I could see myself loving her but its o early to tell. We barely know each other and love's not an emotion you play around with."

"Oh my Gosh. You should marry her she says the exact thing. It ended a lot of her relationships."

"Really?"

"Yeah, it's like God took half of each of you and placed it in the other. It's like you're meant to be. Creepy isn't it?"

"Yeah. I'm just worried that with all travelling I have to do we mightn't see each other enough."

"Isn't she your manager? You could have her travel with you. And knowing you, it'll be a smart thing to do."

"I have to pack anyway. I've got a flight at 7. I was hoping to spend some time with her but its 11:00 already and she doesn't look like she would be up anytime soon. I'm starting to regret keeping her up last night to watch moves." Punk got up and Krista said, "You can open your eyes Tay, he just got up."

CM Punk's POV

"You can open your eyes Tay, he just got up." I spun around to see Taylor smiling at me. "Morning Punk."

"You weren't sleeping? You weren't supposed to hear that."

She shrugged, "Kay, I'll just pretend I didn't hear anything. What's the big deal anyway?"

"Nothing. Could you come help me pack?"

"Yeah, sure, cause my life is so boring and I have nothing better to do."

"Is that a yes?"

"No. I'm not helping you pack."

"Yeah you are." I grabbed her hand and dragged her to the room I was staying. "Uhh Mr. Brooks, I'm pretty sure when I gave you this room I could've seen the floor. And besides, I like it better when humans, and not pigs live in here." She sat on the bed Indian style. "It's not that bad. When I'm done packing you'll see."

About 10 minutes late I was done packing and the room looked safe enough for human encounters. I sat on the bed next to her. "So, are you leaving with me tonight?"

"I wish I could." she said making herself comfortable; apparently her head on my lap was comfortable. "Vince told me I don't start for a month; till everything finalizes. And I nee to take care of some things before leaving." I sighed. "We just got together and we're gonna be 2500 miles away from each other." She looked up at me. "It's not going to be that bad. We have call, Skype, text and twitter. You'll survive."

"I hope so."

Taylor and I stood in the crowded airport; Krista had insisted on saying her goodbye at home and letting Taylor drive me alone. The lady on the speaker said that my flight was ready. "That's me. I'll call you when I land." She shook her head. "When you land its straight to Raw. You can call me after. Now go. I'll see you soon. Bye." She pulled me into a hug; a long warm, tight hug. I pulled back and leaned down to kiss her. She kissed me back; wrapping her hands around my neck. She was tip toes because she was so short; it almost made me laugh. "You can't miss your flight Phil. Go." I give her one more kiss. "Bye." I d=said turning and walking away. That kiss was just added one more reason to why I hate having to leave my hometown.

Taylor's POV

My phone was ringing; constantly. I ignored it before but now it was frustrating. I tried to see the caller's ID which felt like I was looking at the sun. I gave up and answered. "What!"

"Well thank you for answering."

"Punk do you know what time it is?"

"Nope, do you?"

"No, and do you know why? Because I was sleeping, you should try it sometime."

"Hehe, I called you after the show; sent a bunch of messages but I got no answer." I sighed "That was because I was asleep. My boyfriend me up late last night watching movies."

"Your boyfriend?"

"Yeah, he's this retarded loser on Raw called CM Punk."

"Hahaha you know you love me retarded." I laughed "Don't fool yourself. Can we talk later? I'm really tired."

"Fine, bye. I miss you."

"Wish I could've said the same. Bye Phil."

I was walking backstage looking for my boyfriend. He didn't know I was here which was even better. As I neared his locker room I grew excited. When I opened the door that said 'CM Punk' I saw my boyfriend alright. I saw him sitting on the bench with Maria on his lap and her tongue down his throat. I didn't even bother disturbing them. I just turned around and left.

AN: End of this chapter. What do you think Taylor should do and what do you think is Punk's excuse for what he did? Please review.