Cuts Heal In Time (CM Punk)

Chapter 32: Twitter and Goodbye Kisses

"Gosh Punk, we're still all over twitter," Bella groaned as she leaned her head on his chest.

"Why do you care so much?"

"I don't," she rolled her eyes, "But why do they?"

Ever since their appearance on Good Morning America, their fans had been going crazy on twitter, "shipping" them.

"It's because we're both hot and our chemistry is undeniable," he began to play with her hair, as she laughed at him.

"You're so humble."

"Hey, I called you hot too."

"Whatever," she said as she continued to laugh. He loved the way she laughed, so he couldn't help when he pulled her onto his lap so that she was straddling him. He could feel her breathing get heavier, with her chest pressed up against his.

He ran his hand through her hair, as he eyed her pouty lips, practically begging him to kiss her. He traced her lips with his pointer finger before she planted a kiss on his finger, her eyes dancing with desire. He couldn't hold back any longer, pulling her closer with the hand that was entangled in her hair, but instead of indulging in a kiss, he brushed his lips against hers so softly that all she could feel was his cold lip ring grazing her top lip. 

She desperately wanted to kiss him, but if he wanted to play games, she would too. She wrapped her arms around his neck, and slid her tongue across his bottom lip, stopping once she reached his lip ring, planting a soft peck on it. She could feel him groan as she began to move her hips against his own, finally connecting her lips against his.

He trailed his hands down to her waist, before they heard an, "Oh my!"

Bella instinctively jumped off of him, and they both looked up to see Kofi.

"Ever heard of knocking?" Punk asked.

"I never knock."

Bella's cheeks heated up as she sat quietly in embarrassment. 

"Well, what do you want Kof? It better be important."

"For your information, it is important," Kofi scoffed, causing Bella to chuckle, "I wanted to hang out with you."

"Kofi," he groaned.

"Alright, I should probably get going anyways," Bella smiled, standing up, "I have a match."

"Want me to walk you?" he asked.

"I'm good," she smiled.

"Good luck," he told her, grabbing her hand and pulling her into a quick peck on the lips, "I'll see you after."

"Okay, see you after," she exited the room with flushed cheeks.

"Dude," Kofi told him with widened eyes. 

"What?" Punk asked. 

"Are you guys like together now?" 

"What do you mean?"

"You should've seen yourself."

"You knew we were hooking up."

"Yeah, but you kissed her goodbye," Kofi chuckled.

"So?"

"That's something you do to a girlfriend."

"Whatever you say man."

Kofi rolled his eyes at his stubborn friend. Punk would deny his feelings for her as long as he could.

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Bella was taking part in a tag match with Natalya against The Bella Twins.

She wanted to get the match over with quickly. She wasn't in the mood to tag with anyone. She preferred to work alone.

"Want to start?" Nattie asked.

"Nah, you can start," Bella told her with a small smile.

Nattie and Nikki locked up. Nattie quickly overpowered her. The two women went back and forth for a while until Nikki gained control. 

Nattie was in the corner, leaned against the turnbuckle and Nikki hit her with a corner clothesline.

"Come on Nattie!" Bella yelled trying to rally her.

Nattie began to fight back, hitting Nikki with a vicious clothesline. The two women laid on the mat tired and desperate for a tag.

Finally, Nattie made it to Bella, just as Nikki made it to Brie.

Bella flung herself over the ropes hitting a springboard double axe handle. She grabbed Brie's arm, pulled her up, and irish whipped her into the ropes.

When he momentum brought her back towards Bella, she hit a drop toe hold causing Brie to fall forward. 

When Brie was on all fours, she kicked her in the stomach, then in the side of the head, covering her for a two count.

Not wasting any time, she grabbed Brie's arm and climbed the top rope hitting a top rope arm drag, right into an arm bar.

Brie had no other choice than tapping. 

The ref held up Bella's hand in victory and handed her the divas' championship.

"I'm the champ!" she yelled, before rolling out the ring, with a devious smile on her face.

When she got to the top of the ramp, she held up her belt and yelled, "Nobody can touch me!" before going backstage.

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Bella sat in catering alongside Randy, talking and watching random matches on the tv. They had been joking around like they usually do, until Randy finally spoke up about the situation with his ex-wife and Alana.

"So, I talked to Sam," he said, "And she said she'd try to bring Alana to see me more often."

"Randy that's awesome," Bella smiled warmly as she put her hand on top of his, "I'm so glad it went well."

"Me too. I was pretty nervous."

"Well, I'm glad everything worked out."

"Yeah now let's just hope she follows through with her word."

"I'm sure she will. You're a great father."

"I hope she sees that."

"She will," Bella told her friend, pulling him in for a hug.

"So," Randy raised his eyebrows, "I saw you and Punk on Good Morning America."

"Did you?" 

"Yeah."

"It was an interesting experience, I'll tell you that," Bella chuckled, "It was my first tv interview, but they didn't take it easy on me."

"They only get more relentless the bigger a star you get," Randy said, "early on in my career, they would ask the most basic questions, but after I won a few championships, all of a sudden everybody wanted to know everything about me."

"I hear you," Bella shook her head, "It was only my second full day being a champion, but they still wanted to know all about Punk and me."

"Just between us, since I am your second best friend in the WWE," Randy started, causing her to laugh, "what exactly is going on between you two?"

Bella shrugged her shoulders, "We're just hanging out."

"Hanging out?"

"You know, kind of like what we're doing right now," Bella feigned innocence.

"Whatever you say Bella, whatever you say."