Cuts Heal In Time (CM Punk)

Chapter 20: Revenge

Raw April 9th

Bella was fighting against Maryse tonight. It was a pretty big deal to be going against the former divas' champion. Bella had all the momentum on her side. She had been killing it lately.

She currently had Maryse in a surfboard. She had been dominating the longest reigning divas' champion for the majority of the match.

Maryse wouldn't give, so Bella let go of her so that she laid flat on the mat. She quickly climbed to the top rope and waited for Maryse to get up.

"Come on!" she yelled, before hitting a hurricanrana when Maryse stood up.

She covered her for a two count. The two girls were both quick to their feet. Bella hit Maryse with a spinning heel kick then got behind her and hit a dragon suplex into her submission, the Grand Crossing. Maryse tapped out immediately, and Bella got to her feet slowly, soaking in the feeling of sweet victory. She had been super stressed about Punk, but being in he ring helped her forget about everything, even if it was only temporarily.

The ref held up her hand, as the crowd cheered loudly for her.

She was quickly becoming a fan favorite- one of the only divas they actually paid attention to and actively got behind, during this dark age of the lackluster divas division.

She walked backwards up the ramp with a smirk on her face, as her music blasted throughout the arena as a reminder of how far she had come.

When she arrived backstage, she had a big smile on her face before going to catering. She sat by herself and ate some cheese and crackers as she watched the rest of Raw.

Soon enough, Punk appeared onscreen to defend his straight-edge lifestyle in an emotional address to the WWE Universe. Bella was super proud of him for being so brave.

Punk said that he felt violated by Chris Jericho's disturbing act of drenching him with alcohol and smashing the bottle over his head one week prior. Before he could say anything else, he was interrupted by Jericho on the TitanTron. He mocked Punk for getting so emotional over experiencing his first "bender."

Punk retorted, saying that Jericho couldn't break him and that he would only bring out the more dangerous side of the WWE Champion.

Then Punk had another title match against Mark Henry. The match was short-lived and ended in disqualification when Punk grabbed a TV monitor and attacked Mark Henry.

Henry then retaliated with a brutal World's Strongest Slam, rendering Punk defenseless. While Punk was down, Jericho ambushed him with six-packs of beer in hand.

He broke open can after can of beer, and despite Punk's best efforts to stop him, he was soaked with the alcohol. All while, Jericho continued to taunt him, urging him to "have some more," before hitting him with a Codebreaker. Then he cockily posed with the WWE Championship, continuing to mock Punk.

Bella knew she had to put her own issues aside and be there for her friend. She left her plate in catering and walked straight to his bus to sit on his couch to wait for him.

Punk got on his bus not five minutes after her, and his eyes widened at the sight of her.

Neither of them said anything, but he took a seat right next to her.

"I missed you," she said quietly after some time had passed. She hadn't spoken to him since last Tuesday. This was the longest they had ever gone without talking to each other.

He didn't respond, "You mean the world to me Punk. I don't want my dumb issues to get in the way of our friendship. It's too important to me."

He nodded his head, before leaning on her shoulder.

She so badly wanted to kiss him again, but she couldn't risk it. She didn't want to ruin the friendship that they had cultivated. It was too precious.

He thought she only saw him as a friend, so he held back from saying what he really wanted to say.

"Thank you," he whispered. He kept it at that.

"How are you feeling?" she asked him, as she began to play with his hair.

"I just hate Chris Jericho."

"He's an asshole."

"Tell me about it."

"You know what Punk?" she asked him, "We're gonna do something."

"What are we gonna do?"

"Let's go vandalize his bus!"

"What?" Punk chuckled, looking at her like she was crazy.

"We could TP it or throw eggs at it."

"You're an evil mastermind," he smirked at her.

"I do what I can."

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The two friends had stopped at the nearest grocery store to pick up a couple cartons of eggs and couple packs of toilet paper to ambush his bus.

"Ooh!" Bella exclaimed, "spray paint."

She had a wicked look in her eyes that was driving Punk crazy. He absolutely adored this mischievous side of her.

They made their way back to the parking lot, and Bella made sure nobody was on or around Jericho's bus before giving the signal, "Kakaw!"

The squawking noise notified Punk that the coast was clear. He tiptoed over to the bus from behind his own bus and couldn't fight the smile that began to form on his face.

"Okay, this is totally my turf," Bella said, "Step one: We egg it."

So they began hurling eggs at his bus, making sure to get every possible angle. They had to have thrown at least fifty eggs before Bella said, "Toilet paper time."

Punk grabbed a roll and threw it over the bus, causing it to unspiral on its way over the top.

Bella did the same a couple feet over.

"Let's get a couple more rolls," Punk chuckled.

"That's the spirit!" Bella smiled at him. The sound of his laugh was like music to her ears.

They threw a couple more rolls on and around the bus before the wicked look in Bella's eyes returned, "I think it's time for a little spray paint."

She picked the can up and waved it in the air, before licking her lips and opening the can.

Punk couldn't tell if she knew what she was doing to him, but he didn't care. All he knew was that he wanted to kiss her again, and it took every bit of power in his body to stop himself from doing so.

"Stop looking at me like that," she said, as her cheeks began to heat up, causing him to shake his head, "We've got damage to do."

And damage, they did.

She went first, spraying on the side of his bus with pink spraypaint, "Wannabe rockstar"

She winked at Punk before passing him the can, picking up another one, and going to the other side of the bus, spray painting, "Fuzzy sucks" and "Chris Jericho smells"

Punk kept it simple with a, "You suck" and "Chris Jericho is over"

Bella walked over to Punk's side of the bus nodding her head, "I've taught you well grasshopper."

She wrapped her arm around his waist and led him to her side of the bus, "Tada!"

"I'm impressed," he said with an emerging smirk on his face, wrapping his arms around the smaller woman to his side.