Wrestling Fic: You Belong With Me (Punk/Lita) PG

[awritinglilypea]

 

Title: You Belong With Me
Author: Ashley
Disclaimer:  Don’t own.
Spoilers:  None.
Rating:  PG
Characters/Pairing:  CM Punk, Lita, Gail Kim, Kelly Kelly.
Summary:  Lita stands by watching and waiting, he doesn’t see her there.
Notes:  Based on “You Belong With Me” by Taylor Swift.
Warnings:  Contains angst and bashing of other divas to a slight extent.

 

 

 

You’re on the phone with your girlfriend, she’s upset.

Lita watches him, sitting on one of the crates down the hall she couldn’t help the feeling of yearning that shot through her at seeing him so upset and angered.
 

“Kelly, would you just listen to me?” He growls into the phone, and something about that growl hit something inside Lita, causing her to lose her breath for a moment. “You know I love you, it’s just I need some time,” he tells her, murmuring into the phone.
 

Sighing Lita hops off the crate and heads into the locker room, not noticing the eyes following her.
 

She’s going off about something you said, ‘cause she doesn’t get your humour like I do.

“You were flirting with her,” Kelly shouts at him, crossing her arms over her chest she glares at him.
 

Lita finds herself a bystander to their fights once again and looks back and forth between Kelly and Punk, resisting the urge to drop her head into her hands and shake it.
 

“I was not it was a fucking joke Kelly, would you just get over yourself for a minute?” Punk replies sharply, glancing over at Lita and feeling bad because she didn’t always have to be privy to this.
 

He had to ask though, “What do you think Li?”
 

Lita holds her hands up, “Hey this is none of my business, but for the record I think he was joking,” she turns and walks away, hating the sound of them kissing and making up behind her.
 

I'm in the room, its a typical Tuesday night I'm listening to the kind of music she doesn’t like

Lita rests her head against the pillow closing her eyes she mimics the playing of the drums as she listens to the latest Bouncing Souls album, pain echoing through her chest.
 

He had given her this CD, before he got together with Kelly and now she very rarely sees him, it’s ridiculous.
 

He was her best friend…
 

He was her chance at something more and it was painful not having him near.
 

And she'll never know your story like I do

Lita sits with him in the hospital hallway, holding his hand as he is torn between grief and anger over what is happening.

“He was a drunk, I shouldn’t care that he’s sick,” he murmurs before she gathers him close and holds him in her arms, stroking his raven black hair away from his face. “He hurt me when I was a kid I shouldn’t care.”

“Of course you care, he’s your father,” she kisses the top of his head, rubbing his back. “He’ll be okay and so will you.”

She's cheer captain and I'm on the bleachers

Lita hates above all else, that Kelly was actually a sweet girl when she wasn’t near Punk. She loved Punk, and it showed in the way she talks about him.

She watches Kelly dance in the ring from her position backstage, glancing over she sees Punk watching as well, looking almost enraptured.

“Great,” she murmurs softly to herself, shaking her head she heads for the divas locker room, ignoring Punk as he tries to call her over.

Dreaming about the day when you'll wake up and find that what you're lookin for has been here the whole time

“How are you feeling?” Punk asks her, helping her backstage after their intergender tag match. “Your neck is okay right?”

Lita feels pain flood her suddenly but it’s not physical, why does he have to be so considerate? Why does he have to care so much?

“I’m fine,” she slips her arm from around his waist as Kelly rushes up to them, fussing over Punk. “I’ll see you later.”

Punk watches her go, feeling strange as he turns to look into the face of his girlfriend.

If you could see that I'm the one who understands, you been here all along so why can't you see.

Punk finds himself thinking of Lita more and more as she pulls away from him even more.

He is happy isn’t he? Kelly is the kind of girl he always wanted…

…when he was in high school.

The kind of girl who was beautiful, untouchable, the cheerleader who would never have given him a chance, even though he and his friends would brag about what they would do to her if they got their hands on her.

You belong with me…you belong with me…

Walkin the streets with you in your worn out jeans I can’t help thinking this is how it ought to be

“We haven’t hung out in a while have we?” Punk asks as they walk along the street together, trying to find the pizza restaurant, they ate at what seems like ages ago now.

Lita shakes her head in reply, nudging him gently and almost knocking him off the curb with a soft laugh. “Don’t get all serious on me now,” she tells him.

Punk wraps his arm around her shoulders, causing her to sigh inwardly. “Oh I wouldn’t want to do that,” he jokes.

Laughing on the park bench thinkin’ to myself Hey isn’t this easy.

Lita shoves him off the bench, laughing loudly as he lands in the sand and immediately begins swearing at her. “Oops, sorry,” she grins and stands up as he manages to get up out of the sand and dust himself off. “Gotta go,” she runs away from him.

Punk follows her quickly; grabbing her around the waist he threw her into the sand, not too hard and began pouring it on her. “Oops sorry, oops is it going down your top? Didn’t mean to,” he laughs with her easily, flipping his hair out of his face as she knocks him into the sand again.

When he is with her everything is easy, like he’s a kid again.

And you've got a smile that could light up this whole town

Lita watches him backstage again; his smile bright and easy as he keeps his arm wrapped around Kelly and holds the briefcase loosely in the other hand.

He was meant for her, that smile should have been shared with her because he won Money in the Bank again, and he got to wrestle with his idol.

Kelly probably doesn’t even truly know who Ricky the Dragon Steamboat is.

I haven’t seen it in awhile, since she brought you down you say you’re fine I know you better than that

Lita actually feels sorry for Kelly the first time they break up, and it was Punk who did it publicly in the middle of the hallway where anyone could see it.

She turns to look at him as he walks alongside her, anger making his shoulders tense and his face is a mask of anger and hurt, something more.

“Are you okay?” She asks him, touching his arm briefly.

Punk nods, “I’ll be fine. I guess you’re gonna tell me I’m an asshole?” He arches an eyebrow at her.

Lita shrugs helplessly. “I always knew that,” she finally smiles, glad when he shoot her a quick grin.

Hey, Whatcha doing with a girl like that.

Punk doesn’t get back together with Kelly after their last break up and Lita finds herself feeling relieved about that fact.

The relief ends abruptly when she sees Punk with his arm around Gail’s shoulders as he jokes with her.

Lita has to turn away, a lump growing in her throat. He should not be able to wrap her in knots like this, or make her feel sick.

She wears high heels, I wear sneakers she’s cheer captain and I'm on the bleachers

Lita takes a hard bump and has a moment of paralyzing fear when everything goes numb before pain slams into her.

Punk is outside of the ring, helping her out of it he helps her backstage practically carrying her and watching her carefully as she is lead away by a trainer to be looked at.

She hates that she wishes there were something more in his eyes than worry, she wants to see fear.

Dreaming about the day when you'll wake up and find that what you're looking for has been here the whole time

Punk lies on the bed in his hotel room, Gail next to him and wonders if he’s doing the right thing here.

Gail is a woman he can admire, not like Kelly who he seemed attracted to just because she was beautiful and sweet and could take care of him.

Gail is formidable, strong and filled with life.

Just like Lita.

If you could see that I'm the one who understands, you been here all along so why can't you see.

His dad is in the hospital  again and despite the fact that Gail wants to be there for him through it, she doesn’t understand it.

Punk finds himself sitting alone in the hallway of the hospital and wishing for Lita to be there but he couldn’t even manage to pick up the phone to tell her.

A familiar pair of sneakers appears in his view and he looks up, “How?”

“Gail thought you might need me,” Lita responds, sitting down next to him she takes his hand squeezing it tightly.

It doesn’t matter how much it hurts her, she is going to be there for him.

Standin’ by, waiting at your back door all this time how could you not know that?

“Why wouldn’t you tell me that she was cheating on me? You knew Li,” Punk’s voice is filled with anger and the slightest bit of distress.

He hates himself for lashing out at her, because he knows there’s something there in her that there hasn’t been with anyone else but she has betrayed him.

“I thought you knew,” Lita responds, crossing her arms over her chest as though she’s protecting herself from him. “Everyone knew.”

You belong with me…you belong with me.

Oh I remember you driving to my house in the middle of the night I'm the one who makes you laugh when you know you're about to cry

Lita hasn’t seen him in weeks, not since he and Gail broke up, when he shows up at her house. She has never seen him like this, with desperation in his eyes.

“What happened?” She asks him.

Punk tries to hold back the tears that want to fall, a lump choking him. “He died.”

Lita moves forward before she can even stop herself and wraps her arms around him, holding him close. “I guess you forgive me for the Gail thing then huh?” She teases lightly, tears in her own eyes.

Punk chokes out a laugh and nods, “Yeah.”

I know your favourite songs and you tell me about your dreams

“I want to wrestle the Undertaker for the title and win,” Punk tells her one night as their driving along the road to the next show.

Lita glances at him, wondering where that came from but smiles just the same. “It’ll happen.”

Punk smiles, remembering when he had almost gotten to wrestle another one of his idols. “Let’s hope so.”

I think I know where you belong. I think I know it's with me.

“Why are you so mad?” Punk asks, feeling completely and utterly clueless as to why she is so upset with him.

“Are you stupid?” Lita yells, her emotions finally bursting out of her in a way that they never really have before and she wants to hit him.

Punk throws his hands up in the air, unable to believe that he is arguing with her of all people.

“Can’t you see that I’m the one who understands you? I’ve been here all along and you don’t even see me,” Lita feels like she could cry but won’t.

“I’m always standing by, or waiting for you,” she tells him, shaking her head. “After all this time how could you not know that?”

Punk steps toward her; looking down into her eyes, he cocks his head to the side. “What are you saying, tell me,” he says
firmly.

“You belong with me,” Lita kisses him firmly on the lips, smiling when his arms wrap around her and she is able to sink into them.

 

 

 

Comments

[kaotic-princez.livejournal.com]

You have every right to be proud babe because this is great! I could actaully feel all the emotions running through Lita as she stood by and watched Punk with two women who weren't her and still she was there for him in his time of need. And the end when she just explodes and let's Punk have it for being so blind to what is right in front of him...gah see now this is why I love reading your work it always seems so real! 5 out of 5 stars on this one!

[awritinglilypea.livejournal.com]

Thank you so much babe.

This fic took me a while, and the song is now ingrained on my brain for sure.

I'm glad you liked it. -hugs-

[saturniia.livejournal.com]

That song is... well, it's basically country teen-pop flavored crack. It's also the reason I was attracted to the title of the story.

I'm not especially fond of songfics, but I liked the story, and I love how you didn't try to make the narrative match every part of the song. Also, I'm relatively new to wrestling and actually like the idea of Punk/Kelly as a couple, so I like that you didn't bash her by making her unlikable, but by making her the wrong person for Punk at those points in his life.

[awritinglilypea.livejournal.com]

I admit to being not only addicted to that song but the whole freaking album. I got it for free when I renewed my iTunes or something.

I'm not usually either but this song was just begging for a fic to be written from it.

I am actually a pretty big fan of Kelly Kelly, so I like the thought of them together two but the rumours of Punk and Lita being together, as well as the pictures just couldn't go ignored by me haha.

I can tell I'm really going to like having you on the flist of this journal haha :D

Thank you for such a well thought out review.

[saturniia.livejournal.com]

Fifteen is my favorite TS song off the new album... and did you see the CMT opening skit? Hilarious! Look it up on CMT.com or YouTube if you didn't.

And I'm a weirdo. Sometimes I'll write and review everything for days, and then I'll just... go away, I guess. Go quiet for months without a word.

[awritinglilypea.livejournal.com]

I love that song, but I haven't seen the video and will definitely check it out.

Well there you go, put me on your alerts -wink- Just kidding.

I never remove anyone from the flist without contacting them first so no worries :D