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awritinglilypeaTitle: Pains of Loss
Fandom: Wrestling
Rating: PG
Pairings/Characters: CM Punk, Lita
Complete: Yes.
Summary: Punk lost her before he even had the chance to really have her.
Warning: Contains spoilers for the first hour of Judgment Day.
Notes: This story works under the premise that Amy is still with Shane Morton.
Dedicated to Alexis, my muse, one of many but one of the sanest I have. :D <3
"How are you feeling?" his favourite red head appeared at his side moments after he walked through the curtain.
CM Punk spared her a smile, allowing her to slip his arm around her shoulders and leaning on her slightly. His back felt like it was on fire, the achetravelling up into his shoulders.
"I'm feeling like I just got my ass grabbed a few hundred times by Eddie Fatu," he responded to her, loud enough that the wrestler better known as Umaga would hear him as he walked by.
Eddie turned raising his hands as though he was waving a white flag, "You're a slippery dude there's nothing I can do about it."
Punk laughed, shaking his head. "It was traumatising Li," he informed his best friend.
Lita smiled slightly, "Did you want me to make you feel better and wipe away all that trauma for you?" she teased him, arching an eyebrow.
Punk's eyes widened and he nodded, "Oh absolutely."
Shaking her head Lita laughed, "I don't think so hon."
As they reached his dressing room she kissed his cheek and smiled quickly at him, "I've gotta go meet Shane now, but we're both glad we were able to be here to see your match. We can't stay for the rest of the show but I'll call you okay?"
Punk nodded, sad to see her go. "Yeah, I'll talk to you soon." He watched her go, feeling a pain shoot through him that had nothing to do with his match.
Halfway down the hallway Lita turned her head to watch him head back into the locker room, his head down and his shoulders slumped.
It was times like this she wished she'd had the guts to tell him how she really felt.
But it was too little, too late.
Fandom: Wrestling
Rating: PG
Pairings/Characters: CM Punk, Lita
Complete: Yes.
Summary: Punk lost her before he even had the chance to really have her.
Warning: Contains spoilers for the first hour of Judgment Day.
Notes: This story works under the premise that Amy is still with Shane Morton.
Dedicated to Alexis, my muse, one of many but one of the sanest I have. :D <3
"How are you feeling?" his favourite red head appeared at his side moments after he walked through the curtain.
CM Punk spared her a smile, allowing her to slip his arm around her shoulders and leaning on her slightly. His back felt like it was on fire, the achetravelling up into his shoulders.
"I'm feeling like I just got my ass grabbed a few hundred times by Eddie Fatu," he responded to her, loud enough that the wrestler better known as Umaga would hear him as he walked by.
Eddie turned raising his hands as though he was waving a white flag, "You're a slippery dude there's nothing I can do about it."
Punk laughed, shaking his head. "It was traumatising Li," he informed his best friend.
Lita smiled slightly, "Did you want me to make you feel better and wipe away all that trauma for you?" she teased him, arching an eyebrow.
Punk's eyes widened and he nodded, "Oh absolutely."
Shaking her head Lita laughed, "I don't think so hon."
As they reached his dressing room she kissed his cheek and smiled quickly at him, "I've gotta go meet Shane now, but we're both glad we were able to be here to see your match. We can't stay for the rest of the show but I'll call you okay?"
Punk nodded, sad to see her go. "Yeah, I'll talk to you soon." He watched her go, feeling a pain shoot through him that had nothing to do with his match.
Halfway down the hallway Lita turned her head to watch him head back into the locker room, his head down and his shoulders slumped.
It was times like this she wished she'd had the guts to tell him how she really felt.
But it was too little, too late.
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Date: 2009-05-18 01:47 am (UTC)If I am one of the sanest then well that is just scary becuase I am many things but sane isn't one of those things lol
Eddie turned raising his hands as though he was waving a white flag, "You're a slippery dude there's nothing I can do about it."
LOL that made me giggle so bad :P
This was really good, but then again so is everything you write so...(:
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Date: 2009-05-18 01:58 am (UTC)I'm glad you liked it.
And hush with that, I'm not gonna be able to go anywhere cause my ego will be so inflated!