Punk and I pulled up to yet another crappy hotel and we just sat in the rental car and looked at it.
"I don't want to go in," said Punk. "I'll be reminded of how much I can't provide for us."
"We don't have to babe," I said grabbing his hand. "Lets go somewhere we no one will find us Punk. Lets run away from all of our worries for one day."
"We can't do that princess. Paul would kill us if we didn't show up tomorrow."
"Then lets go into the hotel," I sighed.
"I hate how this is our only choice."
"Punk it's not that bad," I assured. "We have each other that's enough. It doesn't matter how money we have or where we stay it matters how much we love each other. Punk why don't you get that love is stronger than money will ever be?" I unbuckled my seatbelt and so did he.
"I don't know. I just want to do better for you. I feel like I'm not good enough for you. I know that a lot of people back in the locker room at OVW like you and they could give you so much more, like Cody. They have money and a house. They have it made while we are barely scraping by," Punk admitted. I looked into his eyes to see sadness. I hated how he compared himself to everyone else.
"Phillip Jack Brooks stop comparing yourself to them. You are my number one. You are my best in the world. You are so much better than they'll ever be. Punk I love you so much and I'm not going anywhere except wherever you lead me." I leaned in and kissed him on the lips before he pulled me onto his lap. I pull away and rested my forehead against his.
"You treat me too well, love."
"I treat you just right Punk."
"I'm not going in that hotel. I'm going to take you away. I don't care what Paul says. We are leaving for one day. Just me and you," he said.
"Where are we going?"
"I don't know; somewhere were we can be alone and somewhere were we can make love under the stars. I'm going to make the best of what we have," he squeeze my hand. I smiled at him and got off his lap and sat back in my seat.
"We have to at least tell Paul," I said. "He deserves to know."
"Then we wouldn't properly be running away from our worries."
"I guess you're right. Paul is going to kill us though," I chuckled.
"Well then we best make the best of the couple hours we have left in this world together," he replied laughing making his dimples that I loved so much appear.
"God Phil you make me just so... mmm," I said and he laughed.
"Why don't we just get married?" He asked.
"Because, um. I don't know." I said. "Lets not talk about this Phil. Lets just go."
He looked at me and gave me a weak smile before turning on the engine and pulling out of the parking lot. We drove in silence for a little. It was so quiet I could hear his breath.
"Punk?" I asked breaking the silence.
"Yes?"
"You know that I love you more than I love myself right?"
"Yes. I knew that from the moment your mom told you that if you were going to be seeing me that she didn't want you around and that you had a choice. Me or her, and you picked me," he replied. "That meant a lot to me."
"I knew that you are worth it Punk. You make me feel amazing," I smiled. "You are my addiction and I don't think I could breathe without you." I squeezed his hand and looked at the road. We feel into another period of silence again before pulling up to an empty parking lot of some abandoned store.
"Here we are," he said unbuckling his seatbelt and I did the same. He got in the back seat and gestured me to come with him. I climbed in the backseat and we laid down. He wrapped his arms around me and I looked up at him.
"Tell me a story Punk," I said.
"I'm not a very good story teller but I'll try," he stated. "A girl walked into a wrestling company named OVW. She was determined to be the greatest girl wrestler ever lived. She was beautiful. Brown long beautiful hair, dark brown eyes and perfect lips that would make a guy go crazy just to taste them. She may of had an attitude but she was perfect. One day she met a guy backstage. He couldn't even touch how perfect she was. He had tattoos and a big ego and he was a big jerk at that but for some reason she fell in love with him, and he fell in love with her too. He was so head over heels in love. In his eye she could do no wrong. She made life worth living for him. Every night they spent in each others arms was heaven on earth for him. She inspired him to be such a better person. He just couldn't believe how amazing she was. Then it hit him that she was so amazing that he could lose her if he wasn't careful. That's when he thought he asked her about marriage..." he trailed off.
"Punk please don't bring it up," I said.
"Why not Charlotte?! Don't you love me? Don't you want to get married?!" He yelled and I flinched and got off of him. That was the first time he had ever raised his voice at me. I just look him in his hazel eyes. I was on the verge of crying so I turned away from him. He went to pull me close to him but I only moved away from him.
"Stop Phil!"
"I didn't mean to make you cry," he said. "I'm sorry." I didn't respond. I just let a warm tear fall from my eye onto my cheek. "Please don't be mad at me."
I wiped my tears and looked at him again. "I'm not mad at you. I'm just hurt."
"Don't be hurt, babe. I didn't mean to yell at you." He leaned down and kissed me.
"Do you forgive me?" He asked.
"Yeah," I nodded. He leaned down and kissed again, but this time with more passion. He pulled me onto him and took of my shirt.
It felt like his body fit perfectly with mine. Like we were one. It was nights like this that made me realize that when I was with Punk everything was perfect.
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