Rampaige. [Editing]

I Think

STILL PUNK POV-

(20 minutes later)

I leave the Philips Arena and go directly to the hotel right after I collect my things, without a word to anyone else. Still deep in thought. I'm trying to avoid every person right now. Alone time in the WWE is so sacred, this is one of the times I really need it.

Sliding the card key in and opening the door, an air wave of relief hits. There's no one to bother me.

It's Tuesday so that means no show until Saturday night, and the pay per view Payback in Chicago (My hometown) on Sunday.

Knowing the company, I'll probably be booked for early morning media that day. So that leaves me some time to go home and refresh.

Good, I'm excited to see April's face again. The love of my life...right?

I sit on the edge of the bed with my face in my palms. Coming back, I didn't think of being in such emotional conflict at all.

If I could go back in time, I wouldn't have introduced myself to Paige, at least not on the day I came back.

But no, Phil is too nice to have a giant ego like that. I don't know if that's a flaw or not. Our meeting would be inevitable though, was I falling in love with her inevitable too?

I feel like the next time I talk to her, I wouldn't know to either completely dismiss her or grab her face and kiss her. I'm afraid a part of me would be fine in doing the latter. I haven't had this type of burning in my heart for anyone in forever. The last was when I met AJ.

And seeing it now, it's weird to compare that I met both of these ladies backstage before a show. I don't know, maybe it's a thing.

Why was it that I was so excited to be back and barely two days in, I just want out?

This sucks.

May 29: WWE Performance Center; Orlando, FL

PAIGE POV-

It's been a few days since the trouble I've thrown myself into has caused my head to go into a whirlwind.

Ever since Tuesday night, I've had the opportunity to sort things out. I haven't seen Punk, which is good for the both of us. I'm sure he's thinking himself to death as I am.

The Performance Center has become a safe haven for me, making it a distraction tool. A lot of alone time as well as catching up with everyone from NXT, with no one to know what is going on between Punk and I.

I continue my workout with fierce determination. My headphones and heavy music block the world out.

(1 hour later)

As I'm leaving, one of the guys in the front hand me an envelope. He said that these were the plans in the upcoming weeks for me, along with the travel schedule.

I thank him and leave the building. The warm Florida weather is beaming on my skin. Like there's a use to that, I can only get so colored anyway. I get inside my car and open the envelope with anxiety.

A live show on Saturday, Alicia Fox vs myself for the Divas Championship at Payback this Sunday.

Already Knew that.

A new rivalry with Alicia Fox and Aksana. Emma and I are tagging for a few weeks then switch into a rivalry before SummerSlam. I'm digging this, a lot. I'm super excited now. These are the exact things I should be focusing on, not some guy.

I say this so easily to myself, but I know it won't be same when I'm actually talking to him. Which I have to, on Saturday and Sunday.

I'm praying that we can resolve all of this.