Chris sat in the hotel room and looked up at the ceiling.
"Who am I?" he asked, before thinking. "I was the first undisputed champion, I'm Chris Jericho, I'm the original sexy beast, I'm supposedly hot. Why doesn't she want me? No that's not the question to ask. Why does she not want me forever? I could stay with her forever. I haven't even kissed her yet and I'm heartbroken. Charlotte. Charlotte Rose. I like that name. It's suiting. She's beautiful and has her perks but when you hold her you'll get hurt by her thorns. Her mother couldn't of done better at naming her. I wonder what she moans like. I wonder what she looks like in a wedding dress. I wonder what she would look like holding our children in her arms. What would they look like? Blue eyes like me, beautiful lips like hers, my laugh, her ears, her brown hair. That would be a cute kid. I want her to have my kid. Dam* I could have cute kids."
He took another swig off the almost halfway empty vodka bottle in his hand.
"I'm drunk." Chris laughed. "I'm drunk." He sang. "I'm so drunk. I want love, I want attention. I want a championship. I want sex. I want a lot of things. Holy sh**!"
He shot up from the bed. "I forgot that I could have all that. Wow what a crazy world. I need a day off. Maybe I should tell Vince. I should actually just go to sleep." He slurred.
Chris never went to sleep that night but he did go somewhere
The hospital.
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Punk sat down on his floor with a Pepsi in hand. He turned on the TV and watched the few channels he got to pass the time. He had just got done helping Sadie train and do promos so he was tried out.
He was impressed on how well Sadie was doing wrestling. She had something most Divas in the WWE didn't. She had class, style, attitude... She was like Roddy Piper. A hothead but a damn good talker. While Sadie impressed him she wasn't anything close to what Charlotte was and he feared that he was trying too hard to make her that way on accident so he let Paul do most of the training that night.
Punk heard the phone ring and he got up and answered it by saying, "Hello."
"Hey Punk it's Paul I've got some good news for you, my wrestling son."
"What is it?" Punk asked, looking out the window of his hotel.
"Vince McMahon wants a meeting with you. You're getting signed to WWE Phillip Jack Brooks!!! How's that for good news?" Paul laughed and Punk nearly died taking it all in.
"You better not be kidding Paul!" Punk said.
"I'm not. I swear he wants a meeting with you this week. And that girl you've been training don't worry about her I'll train her. I'll start where you stopped and I'll try and help her with her kids."
"Thank you so much Paul. Oh my god I can't believe this is happening. I've worked so hard for this and it's finally happening. I've got to call Charlotte. Bye Paul," Punk said.
"Bye Punk."
Punk hung up and immediately dialed Charlotte's number, which he knew by heart. He waited for about two minutes before getting her voicemail.
"Damn," Punk said, hanging up his phone, "She doesn't love me anymore."
Punk sat back in front of the TV with a smile on his face. He had a chance to prove he was something now. To WWE and to Charlotte. He was getting his second chance and nothing could ruin that for him.
Punk started thinking about everything and his smile soon faded. He couldn't leave Sadie high and dry could he? He wasn't going to though. He wasn't going to leave her like that. She had Paul and he promised himself he'd visit her every week or at least every other week.
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Love You A Little Too Much
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