Ever since Daniel became champion, he did change. Not the guy you see on your TV screens every Friday night, but the guy she went home with after the show ends. He's got the gold now, and now she feels like as if she took a backseat to the belt. Mind you, she'd be just as proud if she was the Diva's champ, but she wouldn't let her head get to big. She'd still be herself, plain old AJ. You're not going to be champion forever, or maybe she was being bitter, she thought. She wanted his attention, and she wasn't getting any of it.

"AJ are you done packing? Let's go to the hotel now." Daniel ordered her, bringing her back to reality. She realised that she had more stuff to put in her bag and she hurried quickly so Daniel wouldn't get too upset.

"I think I'm set. Did you bring the car right in front?"

"AJ, of course I did." He said rolling his eyes. He gave the dressing room one last scan and headed for the door. "Let's go" he said, grabbing her by the arm and dragged her out like a child. She quickly jerked it away. She was his girlfriend, not his kid.

"Don't grab me like that. I've told you multiple times. I'm not a kid." Her eyes opened wide. She couldn't believe she just talked to him like that.

"Oh AJ, I don't have time for this nonsense, I need to get some sleep because tomorrow I have to be at a signing at 8AM and it's already 1. Are you coming or not?" he said, already fed up.

"No... I think I'll stay a bit longer, you go on without me." She managed to say without making any direct eye contact. She could feel her heart pounding; she didn't even know what she was saying.

He gave her a look of disgust while eyeing her up and down and said, "Fine, do whatever you want. Don't call me because you couldn't find a ride. Have fun." And in a split second he was out of the door.

Baby no; let's go together, she imagined him saying in her mind. She pictured a scenario where Daniel would drop his bags and ask her what was bothering her but she soon heard the engine roar and Daniel driving off without her.

Though it was her fault after all; she didn't want to go with him. She didn't give him any choice.

She took a deep breath and put her bags down again. She wanted to go home but not with Bryan, so she headed for the corridors in the hopes of finding someone who could give her a ride. There should be some divas still running around somewhere, she thought to herself. She then thought about getting a cab despite the fact that she always felt a bit uneasy and insecure when riding a taxi at 1 in the morning, especially in a city she's not familiar with.

The halls were mostly filled with the cleaning staff and other crew members and to her dismay, not a diva in sight. She wanted to call Kaitlyn but she knew that she was home already cuddled up with Ziggler. She still needed time to completely digest the fact that her best friend was dating Dolph Ziggler. They were so different from each other, but then again opposites do attract, she thought to herself.

She found it quite odd that there weren't any superstars hanging around. How could this happen? After every show several of her colleagues always stick around till the very end but now that she was in need of some help, everyone seemed to have disappeared. Clearly it wasn't one of her best nights. Why couldn't she just shut up and go with Daniel? She would be already half way to the hotel right now.

As she rushed through another endless corridor, she found CM Punk sitting on a chair with his iPhone in his hands. He was probably tweeting. He's addicted to Twitter. He was still shirtless and he was only wearing a pair of shorts on top of his wrestling gear. He was still in his wrestling boots and knee caps. For some reason, he liked staying in his ring attire. AJ, for one liked taking everything off the minute she's ready from her match. She hated being sweaty.

She gulped as she ran a hand through her hair. She would've preferred if she found Natalya or Maxine, or any other diva for that matter but CM Punk would have to do for tonight. She wasn't close with any of the male superstars because Daniel would get all suspicious for nothing if he ever saw her talking to another male and it was best for her to avoid all the drama all together.

She slowly walked up to him, and he finally looked up and gave her a warm smile.

"You still here AJ? Where's that lunatic you call for a boyfriend at?" he jokingly said. If only he knew what happened behind closed doors. Bryan always acted normal around his friends giving the impression that he treated her good and that he was in a good, healthy relationship. In reality, it was all the way round; not even once did he ever compliment her or tell her that she's beautiful. Everything that she does is simply wrong in his eyes.

"Uh... he left early cause he has a busy day tomorrow." She said nervously. He didn't need to know the whole story. That's personal.

"And you're still here?" he said raising an eyebrow. His phone vibrated in his hands but he ignored it.

"Yeah, it's kind of a long story..." she said anxiously, looking everywhere except at Punk, "I sort of need to go home... and..."

"And you want me to give you a ride." He said finishing her sentence. She mentally thanked him for making it easy for her. She didn't like to beg.

"If you can't it's totally fine. I can find somebody else, it's not a problem." She quickly said. She didn't want to sound so desperate even though she really was.

He smiled at her and said, "Why wouldn't I give Danny's girl a ride!" Danny is a nickname Punk gave him back during their Ring of Honor days. Daniel still gets worked up over it, even after all these years. Punk liked to watch him get pissed off because of it. She called him Danny once, and he refused to talk to her for the rest of the day.

"Thanks a lot Punk. I really owe you one!" She was glad that she finally found someone, even if it was a man, a though it was CM Punk, she thought to herself. He is Daniel's friend so it shouldn't be that bad.

"Pshh don't mention it. It's nothing. So where are you staying at?" he said getting up and sliding his phone in his back pocket.

"Uh I don't actually know the name, but I've got directions so..." Her face turned into a bright red colour. It was hard remembering every hotel she stayed at. Almost every week she's in a different hotel room, how could one possibly remember them all?

He laughed at her and ran his fingers through his hair, "So got your bags?"

"What? We're going now? Don't you need to change?" This was starting to get awkward.

"Nah, I'll just put a t-shirt on. I'll take a shower when I'll get to the hotel, which also by the way, I think we're both staying at the same one since almost all of us are there. You shouldn't be an exception." He said winking at her.

She gave him a weak smile and told him to wait for her to get her bags from her locker room. In a couple of minutes she came back with 2 suitcases and a luggage. Usually Daniel would carry them for her but tonight she was on her own. "What the hell do you have in them? Rocks?" he used to say. If you're a diva, you need to be your best and if it requires you to carry around a ton of things then so be it.

"Damn." Punk said now wearing a white tee, "This is all yours? All I got is this small bag. What do you need all this stuff for?" he said taking the luggage from her hand.

"This doesn't happen in a couple of minutes!" she jokingly said pointing up and down at herself. She was never this comfortable around any other superstar before.

"Whatever you say, AJ." He said shaking his head.

She felt herself calm down as she wasn't nervous anymore. She was relieved that she found someone to give her a ride and it was Punk, him and Daniel have been friends for years; this shouldn't be bad after all, she assured herself again. She felt safe and she didn't have to worry about some creepy old taxi driver. Plus Daniel trusts Punk so there shouldn't be an argument tomorrow when Daniel wakes up... well at least she hoped.

"Are you all set?" he asked her and she gave him a small nod. Within minutes they were in his black SUV driving down an unfamiliar road. Rock music blasted through the speakers. She didn't know who the band was but she didn't care. The wind was blowing through her hair and she closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She felt peaceful for the first time in many weeks. For a couple of moments there, her troubles faded away. Daniel and his problems didn't exist and she felt happy.

"So how are you and Daniel doing?" That lasted long, she thought to herself. Thanks Punk. She opened her eyes and gave Punk a disappointed look for disturbing her peaceful moment.

"Ah, well you know. Like any other couple. We have our good and bad times. Mostly bad times but we always work it out." She said shifting her gaze back to the street.

"So how long have you been dating now?" Punk, please stop.

"Uhm, I don't know. A year maybe."

"What kind of girlfriend doesn't know how long she's been in a relationship? Do you even know when your anniversary is?"

"Punk, please. Not now. I'm trying to enjoy this. Stop bringing Daniel up." She snapped.

"Geez, sorry. Didn't know you were going through a rough patch." He said looking at her for a second and then back at the road.

"We're not going through a rough patch." She angrily retorted. She shouldn't act like this, especially when he was giving her a free ride.

"Then why are you like this?" he said scratching his beard.

"I'm not like anything. Punk are you sure I am staying in the same hotel as you are?" She tried changing the subject.

"Well... he is staying there so I believe you're staying in the same room so..." Back to square one.

"Oh okay. Thanks." She was irritated and mad at the same time. It wasn't Punk's fault but she couldn't help the way she felt.

The next few minutes none of them uttered a single word. She kept looking outside her window and prayed that they will arrive soon to the hotel. How long could it take? All of the superstars check into the nearest hotel so no one would be late.

"Wait did I see this house already? Punk, are we lost?" For the first time in a while she looked at him again and she could see there was a look of worry on his face. "Punk don't do this to me right now, it's 2 in the morning. I can't afford this right now!"

"No one said we were lost, ok!" he growled. He kept his focus on the road in front of him.

"Then why aren't we at the hotel?"

"Because I missed a turn, that's why."

"Good God, I should've gone with Daniel in the first place!" She couldn't believe how selfish she was sounding right now.

"Yeah, why didn't you go with him anyways? You've been moody ever since we left the building. What is up with you?"

"Punk, I can't tell you. I don't even know you that well. You and Daniel have been friends for a long time, and I don't want to ruin anything. What is happening is between me and him and that's it." She said crossing her arms. She wanted to tell him because finally there was someone willing to listen to her but Punk wasn't the right guy. As much as she wanted to get everything off her chest, she couldn't.

"Is this about him being an egotistical asshole?" She suddenly looked up to him as if he read her mind. "Hey, I may be friends with the dude but I can spot an asshole when I see one. I'm an asshole myself so." He said shrugging his shoulders.

"... How did you know?" she finally caved in. She might regret this later, she thought to herself but at that moment she didn't care, she had to let it all out.

"I already told you, plus almost everyone noticed how much he has changed over the last few weeks. It's gone through his head and I don't think that anyone could bring him back to being old normal Danny boy."

She bit her lip and forced herself not to cry. She couldn't talk or else she'll burst out and that was the last thing she wanted to do in front of CM Punk.

"I mean I love the guy, but it's not just me who have noticed, it's a lot of us. He doesn't treat you the way you should be treated and you know that." His eyes still fixed on the road. He was speaking the truth, there was no denying it but even if she agreed with him, she would've gained nothing. Yeah, so what if her boyfriend treats her like trash? Once she's at the hotel room, she's going into his bed. He's going to kick her in his sleep and even elbow her in the ribs because he also dreams of being in the ring. Being treated like dirt or not, it doesn't matter. Deep down she loves him and even she doesn't know why, but she does.

"AJ are you alright?" Punk finally said after a couple of minutes of silence.

"No..." she whispered. She finally let tears roll down her cheek. She couldn't hold it any longer, her eyes were too watery. She kept everything bottled up and now everything was going to come out.

"Hey hey, don't cry now." Punk said in a comforting voice. He parked on the side of the road and turned the engine off. There were no cars in sight so he didn't need to turn the hazard button on.

"No Punk, keep going, I want to make it before 3." She said wiping her face with her sleeve.

"No AJ. I think there are more important things to do. Tell me what's wrong. I promise you, and I mean really, look at me AJ." He said lightly touching her chin. Their eyes finally met and with a soothing voice he said, "Whatever you say, it's going to stay between us. If you want to let it all out, you can do it right now. You might not get another chance like this so do it."

She spent the next 30 minutes crying her eyes out and telling Punk how awful Bryan is, yet why she loves him. He tried holding her the best way he could in their car and he caressed her hair while she finally got everything off her chest. With Daniel she never had a chance to have any girl talk with Kaitlyn because he always wanted her to be with him always. It might be Punk but she had to settle with what she had.

"I didn't know Bryan was like that." Punk finally said wiping a tear off her face with his thumb.

"Please Punk, tell me what I am going to do..." she said looking up to him. He looked down into her brown eyes and kept their gaze for a couple of seconds. He licked his lips and bit his bottom lip.

"I uh... don't know AJ. I've never experienced something like this before. I may be an asshole but I always treat my girls right. I would never treat you like he does. What kind of a man is he, Jesus."

"He never tells me that he loves me, he just says 'Yeah, me too' like it's nothing for him. I wish he could just for once hold me, and look into my eyes and tell me that he loves me and mean it."

"AJ you deserve better and you know it. I don't need to tell you anything. You know, your heart knows what you want. Don't be with him if he's doing this to you. You deserve better." And he gave her a kiss on her forehead. She looked up to him again and kept staring into his bright green eyes. She bit her lip.

"Aj... no..." Punk whispered into the night. She didn't say anything but instead bit her lower lip. His eyes darted from her lips back to her eyes. She felt so lonely in this world. "AJ, you're upset, you don't know what you're doing." She laid a finger on his lips and with the other hand switched off the only light that was shining in the car. Thanks to her tiny frame, she managed to climb on top of him in the driver's seat without any trouble and stood there looking at him in the dark. His hands were on her hips and he tried to get her off. "AJ, please, don't do this."

She grabbed his hands and laced her fingers between his. She leaned in closer, inches away from his mouth. "Can you treat me like one of your girls, just for tonight?" she whispered. He could feel her hot breath. "Is that what you really want?" he asked. She nodded and he sighed.

He grabbed her by her face and ran his other hand through her hair and pushed her in for a kiss. Her cheeks were still burning hot from the crying and they were damp as well but nevertheless he still kept going. AJ was so used to Daniel's lips that when it came to Punk she was surprised at how different he kissed. She didn't know if she liked it or not but she continued experimenting with him. She tugged onto his hair and pushed herself against him even more. She liked the way his lip ring felt against her skin. She knew what she was doing, she might regret it later but right now it felt it was the right thing to do.

She felt something move underneath her and a smile crept on her face. She looked down and back up to him. He sure as hell didn't take a lot to get hard, she thought to herself, but then again why complain? She made her way from his mouth down to his neck, kissing every exposed area. She liked the way how his beard rubbed against her face, it wasn't like Daniel's. His scent was another thing. He wasn't dirty nor he was clean, she knew he had yet to shower but she wanted to give him a really good reason why he needed a shower. She tugged on his plain white tee and lifted it up. She could faintly see his tattoos in the dark and she put her hands on his chest. He cupped her breasts and then quickly pulled her shirt off exposing her tiny figure and blue bra. He took a couple of seconds to look at her.

He slowly pulled down one of straps and then soon after the next one. His lips went to her neck, sucking and biting while his hands unclasped her bra. She didn't care if a car passed them by and saw her right now. It was pretty dark though and it was 2 in the morning so chances were very slim.

"I want you..." she breathed into his ear.

"Climb into the back, we can't do this right here." He said giving her a rough peck on her lips. She was glad he wanted to do this as much as she did. This really showed how unimportant Punk's friendship with Daniel was to him. She thought about it for a second but she didn't want to get way too conscious so she let the worrying part after the having fun part.

She nodded and in a brief second she was right on top of him in the back seat only this time she wasn't wearing any pants. She somehow managed to pull down his shorts from his elastic waist and realised that he was still in his wrestling gear. Spandex or not, they were coming off.

"Remember when you asked me to treat you like one of my girls?" he said breathing heavily.

"Mhm, yeah." she said between kisses. She looked up to meet those green eyes.

"Let me show you then." And he pushed her on her back and climbed on top of her. To her surprise, it was quite roomy at the back. She relaxed her body in the hands of Punk; she knew he was going to take care of her good tonight. It was all about her right now, not about Daniel, not about anyone but her.

She looked up to him and saw the light from the street hitting his face. She never realised how gorgeous and manly he looked. He grabbed a handful of her hair and started kissing her again. She liked it rough like that. He bit her lower lip and with his right hand opened her legs and slowly slipped in a finger and then added another one after a couple of thrusts. She wriggled in his hands.

"Stop it and just fuck me, Punk." She demanded. She was surprised with how those words left her lips. She would never say such a thing to Daniel Bryan. With Daniel, she'd just lay there and take it like sex wasn't something to be enjoyed by both parties.

He licked his lips and nodded. "Are you ready?" He said and he pushed himself into her and started thrusting back and forth. Her heart was picking up a fast pace and she dug her finger nails through his hips as they moved simultaneously with every push. She closed her eyes and let herself enjoy this even though she was aware that she's going to regret this later on but right now she didn't care.

"Open your eyes AJ; I want you to see everything." Punk said stroking her cheek with his thumb. She did as he said and looked down at herself as Punk was sliding in and out so smoothly. She couldn't help it as moans left her mouth and he smiled. He was proud that he could make a woman act like that.

He kissed her again and made his way down kissing every part of her neck and collar bone and set his lips onto her left breast and worked on it. She ran her fingers through his gelled hair as she looked down on him.

He suddenly picked up his pace, "Is this too much for you?" he said looking down at her. She rolled her eyes backwards as her lips trembled. "Can you go any faster?" she slowly whispered. He couldn't believe what he just heard. Sometimes girls made him stop because they couldn't take it anymore and AJ was asking for more. He wiped the sweat off his forehead and nodded. He repositioned himself and grabbed her from her shoulders. He pushed himself whole and started pounding in her. Their short breaths and moans filled the car as he kept going without any pauses.

"Ugh, I'm so close" she said wrapping her arms around his neck.

"I'll make you cum, baby." He whispered into her ear and then licked and bit her earlobe. She could feel his hot breath and hear his barely audible moans. This turned her on even more.

"P-Punk please..." she groaned. She couldn't take it anymore."Please..." she repeated again.

He got up and lifted up one of her legs. He tried going even faster than he already was and with his thumb he rubbed her clit vigorously. Her body arched and tilted her head backwards. "Look at me when you cum." He said going harder and faster.

She tried opening her eyes but she couldn't as it felt closer and closer and she wrapped her legs around his waist and groaned loudly. "Oh, oh, oh my God..." and she finally reached her climax.

She suddenly felt herself getting wetter and as she looked down, his dick was covered in her own cum. She felt embarrassed. "I can't believe you can come like that." He said amazed as he looked down at her. She felt herself get red in the cheeks and giggled though she didn't feel that shy anymore, in fact it gave her an extra confidence boost.

"Now it's my turn." She said as she pushed him up and sat on him. She started riding him whilst pulling his hair and biting his neck. She didn't even know who she was at that moment.

With his hands on her hips he helped her riding him faster as they kept going for the next 10 minutes after finally blowing his load inside her. They remained in the same position trying to catch their breaths. When her heart rate finally came back to normal she looked down and saw the sticky situation that was going on in their lower region.

"I hope you have some tissues." She said as she got off and sat next to him. She felt a little bit disgusted with all the bodily fluids. She doesn't mind it during sex, but when it's over, she hated feeling sticky. When she finished with Daniel, she usually goes and takes a shower but since they're in a car, she had to wait a bit to take one.

"Uh, sure." He said. Suddenly the air between them changed. They felt awkward being naked together and everything just seemed so wrong.

He reached for a box of tissues and they both cleaned themselves up. In a matter of minutes, they were both fully dressed and back on the road back to the hotel.

It was already apparent that they were pretending that what they did didn't actually happen but the car still smelled of sex and she started to hate it as much as she started to hate herself. She rolled down the window to clear the air even though it was freezing cold.

Surprisingly, it didn't take much to get to the hotel, unlike earlier. She looked at her phone and it was 2.30AM by now. Guilt and shame were written all over her face.

They finally reached their destination and Punk parked in the nearest space available. "Um, thanks Punk for the... uh ride." She said as she opened the car door, not even making eye contact.

She hurried off to the entrance but someone grabbed her from her arm and stopped her. She turned around, ready to slap someone but she immediately met Punk's eyes.

"What do you want Punk? Haven't we done enough?" she said in a desperate voice. What has she done? To herself, to Bryan. He didn't deserve this as much as she wanted to throw a chair at him, he didn't deserve this.

"Kiss me." He said in a low voice.

"What? No." And she tried to remove her hand from Punk's grip. His grip reminded her much of the way Daniel grabs her when he wants to leave somewhere.

"I know you want to, AJ. You're just feeling guilty about Bryan. Kiss me." He repeated.

She looked him dead in the eyes. "So it's going to be like that?"

"Look, you treated me good and that's what I wanted; someone to make me feel like I matter. Now it's over Punk. I'll get back to my life and you get back to yours. Don't make this complicated. It doesn't have to be." She was getting furious. Did this guy ever hear of 'no strings attached'?

"Do you really mean that?"

"Let me go."

He loosened his grip and let her walk away. She barged her way into the lobby and asked the receptionist for her key. She remembered that she left her bags in Punk's car but she wasn't going back there, not anytime soon.

She slowly tiptoed into her room and she could hear Daniel snoring from the bedroom. She let out a sigh of relief that he didn't stay up and wait for her. Well she didn't bet on it, anyways.

She took off her dirty clothes and wore one of Daniel's shirts and slowly crept into bed next to him. She heard him mumble something in his sleep and she froze till he started snoring again. She let out a silent sigh and tried getting some sleep not ready for what tomorrow awaits her.