The Punk's Gal

Chapter 4: Heath, We've Have A Problem

 "Ladies and gentlemen, tonight's match is a triple threat tag team match," Matt Striker said.

 I rolled my eyes.

 I was waiting for our theme song to come on, "We are one" by 12 Stones or CM Punk's theme song.

 I was dressed in a black dress with pink jagged lines spreading across it.

 Vince told me that this would be the "feminine" version of a Nexus queen.

 I didn't like being called a queen but the dress rocked with my black boots.

 I had my hair all curled and I even put a little make-up on.

 When Punk saw me, he stepped back a little.

 "What's with the dress-up?" he asked.

 "Nikki gave it to me under Vince's orders," I said. "I have to wear this in order to be your true Nexus queen."

 Punk smiled. "Nice," he said. He leaned his head down to me.

 I moved my head back.

 Punk saw this and grimaced.

 "I will get a kiss eventually," Punk said.

 Then the theme song came on.

 "And entering here are the New Nexus of David Otunga, Husky Harris, Michael McGillicuty headed by their leader, CM Punk and his queen, Shylene."

 People booed us as we walked down the ramp.

 I felt scared, seeing all these people booing at us. Maybe this wasn't such a good idea.

 We entered the ring and Nexus pulled their hands up in the air, showing off their unity.

 I catcarefullly looked around. Where was Heath? Wade said he was going to bring him out.

 Finally, I heard Heath's song.

 "And their oppononents, approaching the ring are Heath Slater, Jack Swagger and Dolph Ziggler."

 The three wrestlers came down the ramp and entered the ring.

 "Go to the commentary table with Otunga," Punk said to me. "I'll take care of them."

 "Good luck," I said, automatically leaving.

 "Wait."

 I turned around.

 "I think you're missing something."

 "You're right."

 I slowly came up to Punk.

 Then I socked him right hook in the mouth.

 People gasped and laughed.

 Punk glared at me. "We'll talk about that later," Punk said.

 He took off his shirt and tossed it to the side.

 The referee signaled the bell and the wrestlers were off.

 Otunga stood by me like a rock. He kept his gaze on me, glued.

 I hestitanly watched the Nexus battle their opponents.

 "Don't try anything on me," Otunga said. "I know you're up to something. I could feel it. Don't you dare try to do anything."

 I smiled. "How can I?" I asked. "I'm in love with Punk. He's my king."

 "You're just saying that so I won't get you in trouble," Otunga said.

 He turned his eyes back to the ring.

 Heath Slater and Punk then got into an arguement.

 "That doesn't look good," Otunga said. "You better wait here."

 He went closer to the ring.

 Yes. It worked. Heath got into an arguement with Punk.

 Heath then got mad and got out of the ring. He came up to me.

 "You think you're a know-it-all, huh?" he growled up in my face. He then winked.

 Punk came up to him. "Leave her alone!" Punk shouted, pulling me back.

 I saw Swagger and Ziggler fight the other two Nexus memebers. They pinned them down.

 3...2...1...

 "And your winner's are Heath Slater, Jack Swagger and Dolph Ziggler."

 Heath still began to argue with Punk.

 "Leave my queen alone!" Punk screamed at Heath.

 Heath threw up his hands in the air and left.

 "Are you ok, my queen?" Punk asked, all concerned.

 "I'm fine," I said.

 "Would a kiss heal you?" Punk asked. He licked his lip piercing.

 "Maybe," I teased. "I just want you to close your eyes. That it'll be a surprise."

 "Ok."

 He closed them.

 I then slapped his face and ran.

 I didn't want the Nexus to then start yelling at my faces.

 I ran up the ramp and backstage. I ran back into the Nexus locker room.

 I looked for my phone, desperate to call Kelly or the other Divas so that they could get me out of here.

 "Looking for something?" I turned around and gasped.

 Punk had my phone.

 "Give that to me," I said, trying to take it away from him. Punk began to swing the phone around, up in the air, away from me.

 "You're not getting this back until you kiss me," Punk said.

 "Fine."

 I kissed him on the cheek. "There. Are you happy now?"

 "I was thinking more of a kiss on the lips."

 "Forget it, I won't kiss you on the lips."

 Punk rolled his eyes and tossed the phone at me. I caught it.

 "Well, at leasy you showed a little respect. Just be glad that I'm not making you kiss me by force. I hope you give me that kiss next Monday or..."

 He turned to me. "Maybe I have to go to you to get the kiss."

 "That's not going to happen," I said.

 "Oh yeah," he said, coming closer to me. "Maybe if you..."

 "Punk." Otunga entered the locker room. "It's Slater, again. He's doing nothing but calling us and your queen names."

 "I'll deal with him. In the meantime, I want you to guard Shylene."

 Punk ran out the door.

 Otunga left his eyes on me, looking at me like he was a hunter and I was his prey.

 "Can I go to the bathroom?" I asked.

 "Yeah, to go see the girls. I don't think so," he said.

 "No, really. I have to go," I said. "Seriously. Plus, my make-up could be wrong."

 Otunga rolled his eyes and sighed. "Ok, you can go," he said. "I'll give you 25 minutes for whatever you have to do. If do you don't come back then, I guess I have to tell the others and come after you, even if I have to close my eyes to enter the girls' room."

 I nodded. "Thank you," I said.

 Then I headed out.