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Blood, Sweat and Tears	By : BadKat2005 Category: WWF/WWE > General Views: 1732 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the celebrities of WWE/WWF. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Alyssa pulled into the parking lot and cut the engine. This was it, the night the storyline with Punk was scheduled to begin. She didn’t have to do anything other than stand at the curtain and look mesmerized by him, that wouldn’t be hard to do considering she felt that way anytime he was in the ring.

She turned and looked over at him, the intensity on his face spoke volumes about how seriously he took his job. “Let’s do it.” She murmured popping the trunk.

Punk nodded, giving her a smile.

They made their way inside each going to the respective locker rooms. After changing into their ring gear they made their way the ring to listen to Paul’s weekly pep talk. Punk took a spot at Alyssa’s side and listened as Paul outlined the show. Alyssa noticed several of the guys glaring in their direction as Paul went on about Punk’s debut. A sudden feeling of dread crept along her spine as she saw John Toland lean in and whisper something in Danny Inferno’s ear. Danny nodded, his face impassive as he watched Punk.

She didn’t make any comment as they continued to listen to Paul. She knew Punk knew the locker room wasn’t thrilled with his presence.

Later that night she stood next to him behind the curtain, waiting for his cue. Danny was introduced first and brushed past Punk and Alyssa bumping into her as he did. She took a deep breath and glanced at Punk. “Be careful okay?”

Punk laughed “Now you know that wouldn’t be CM Punk.” He said with a wink.

And she did know.

He heard his music hit and parted the curtain, stepping through to the jeers and cheers of the crowd. At least some were glad to see him. He hit his knees and looked heavenward, thanking the powers that be as he always did for the opportunity to live his dream. Back on his feet he swaggered towards the ring and climbed in taunting his opponent.

He was in his element as half the fan’s booed him and the other half cheered him. The bell rang and the match started. The first few slaps rang through the crowd and Punks head after a particularly hard shot by Inferno. Punk shook his head trying to clear the ringing in his ear. It didn’t work as he grabbed Danny and sent him across the ring into the ropes.

Alyssa slipped through the curtain and took a couple of steps towards the ring; her eyes fixed on Punk as she let the sense of amazement she always felt show on her face. Punk went down on all fours and when he raised up she could see the blood pouring from his nose. It was all she could do to keep from running to the ring. The match continued until she saw the ref lean over Punk and ask him if he was okay. In a much shorter match than originally intended Punk rolled Danny up and pinned him.

With Punk on the floor, bleeding profusely Alyssa quickly made her decision to ad lib her part and prayed Paul wouldn’t be pissed. She was instantly at his side, helping him to his feet. He slipped his arm around her waist as his blood continued to pour from his nose. The ringing in his ear still hadn’t stopped and he was dazed and woozy. Unsure if it was from the slap or the loss of blood he leaned instinctively on Alyssa.

When they turned to go to the back the trainer appeared in the curtain. “Not in front of the fans.” He hissed to the man.

Once behind the curtain someone grabbed a chair and Alyssa sat him in it as Evan knelt in front of him, examining the injury. “I think it’s broken man...you need to go to the hospital.” He muttered, trying to staunch the flow of blood from Punk’s nose.

“I fucking hate hospitals.” Punk protested.

“Come on Punk, I’ll go with you.” Alyssa said, kneeling next to him, her hand on his back. His need for medical attention immediately superseded her own fear of hospitals and doctors. The last time she’d been in a hospital her parents had died in front of her very young eyes. Ever since then she had been terrified.

“I’ll be okay Lyss.” He whispered.

“No, you need to go.” She said adamantly. No way in hell was she going to leave him alone either.

After several minutes of arguing about it he finally agreed to go. Evan and Alyssa helped him to her car.

Daniel Puder stood in the doorway glaring at Inferno. “That was bullshit man...I know you guys don’t like him...but that was just wrong.”

“I didn’t mean for it to go that far...just take him down a peg or two...” Danny muttered.

“Am I next?” Daniel challenged looking at the guys gathered around. Several of them wouldn’t meet his gaze. He knew they didn’t like him either and he promised himself he’d go see Punk at the hospital as soon as the show was over. They could all kiss his ass as far as he was concerned.

Alyssa sat in the small curtained area of the hospital emergency room. She was scared and worried about Punk. He was still dazed and mumbling incoherently as the nurse entered the room. They had started an IV to make up for the significant blood loss he had experienced. She looked over at him and noticed that he hadn’t stirred. He must have fallen asleep. She saw the nurse pull a syringe from her pocket and swab the iv port with alcohol “What’s that?” She asked quietly.

“Just something for the pain, they’ll be in to take him to x-ray in a few minutes.”

“No!” Alyssa exclaimed shooting to her feet. “He wouldn’t want any narcotics.”

The nurse cocked her eyebrow doubtfully. From the looks of her patient he’d had more than his fair share of drugs. “Rehab?” She questioned her eyes moving from the tattooed man on the bed to his girlfriend who although covered in blood was staring back at her defiantly.

“No.” Alyssa threw back “He just doesn’t believe in drugs.”

Punk smiled to himself. He’d heard Alyssa’s admonishment and it made him feel good. Someone besides Scott truly understood him.

The nurse shrugged "Suit yourself." She muttered before exiting the curtain.

Alyssa moved next to him and brushed his blood soaked hair back from his face.

"Thanks for stopping her from giving me the drugs." He murmured keeping his eyes closed. Whenever he opened them the room began to swim.

Alyssa smiled "You're welcome...I didn't think you would want them." She murmured as her hand trailed across his face. They had cleaned most of the blood up and she could see his nose was obviously broken.

"How did you know?" He asked as his skin tingled underneath her soft touch.

"Honestly it was a gut reaction...after I opened my mouth I thought that I might be wrong." She whispered, second-guessing herself.

"No you were right...I don't accept painkillers. I'd rather deal with the pain then become addicted."

Alyssa grinned, glad she had made the right choice. "That's gotta hurt like a bitch."

"It does and my ear won't stop ringing." He said as the curtain opened and an orderly walked in.

"Ready to go to x-ray Mr. Brooks?" He asked.

"Yeah." He answered quietly.

"Want me to come or wait here?" She asked.

"Come with me?" He asked taking her hand and squeezing it gently.

She didn't miss the hint of fear in his voice as she nodded and squeezed his hand back. "I won't leave you." She promised.

Punk breathed a sigh of relief. Even as she spoke the words he believed her. Alyssa wasn't the type of woman to say something and do something else. She wasn't like any woman he'd ever met before which both excited and frightened him. "Thanks Lyss." He whispered.

"You'd do it for me right?" She teased as the orderly began to push the stretcher through the curtain.

"You better believe I would. I'd dare anyone to try and stop me." He said honestly.

An hour and a half later the doctor was confirming what they already knew, his nose was definitely broken and would have to be set. He also informed them that the ringing in his ear was due to damage to the auditory nerve. It would go away on it's own in several days as the nerve healed itself.

Alyssa was sitting next to his bed waiting for the doctor to return to set his nose when the curtain opened and she saw Daniel Puder and his girlfriend Amber standing in the doorway. "Hey guys...what are you doing here?" She asked slightly confused.

"I wanted to come and check on Punk...what happened was bullshit and I wanted to make sure he was all right." Daniel said quietly.

Punk opened his eyes and regarded the young man quietly. "Thanks Daniel...other than the broken nose I'm fine."

"Look man I know you think that none of us want you here but it's not the case with me. I know what it's like to be the outcast. I just wanted you to know if you need anything don't hesitate to call."

Punk smiled "Thanks man...I will." The sincerity in the younger man's voice rang through and he was grateful that someone besides Alyssa gave a shit.

"Well now that I know your going to be okay, I think we are going to head home. Anything I can get you before I do?" Daniel asked smiling back.

"No thanks man." He murmured.

Alyssa stood "I'll walk you guys out. Be right back Punk."

Alyssa followed Daniel and Amber to the exit. "Look Daniel...Punk isn't much for words...but I know he appreciates the gesture...more than it might seem." She said sincerely.

"Hey it's not easy when you think everyone is gunning for you. Just let him know I've got his back. I gave Inferno hell for the stunt he pulled. I meant it when I said to call me if he needs anything."

Alyssa couldn't resist the temptation as she hugged Daniel. "Thanks babe. You’re a doll."

Daniel blushed. "Your welcome, just take care of Punk. Maybe when he's feeling up to it the four of us can hang out or something." Daniel suggested as he slipped his arm around Amber.

"That would be great." She murmured. "Good night guys thanks again." She said before turning and walking back to the room. When she stepped through the curtain she found him on his cell phone talking to Nigel.

She was surprised to see his eyes light up when he saw her. "I just wanted to let you know what was going on man, Alyssa is here with me so I've got a ride home." Punk said into the phone as Alyssa made her way to the side of the bed.

When he hung up she smiled at him "Feelin better?" She asked.

"Now that you’re back I am." He said with a grin.

She was saved from commenting as the doctor walked back in with the nurse to set his nose.

Alyssa didn't know if she could handle watching them set his nose but had promised she wouldn't leave him. Moving to the head of his bed she reached out and ran her fingers through his hair.

The nurse had already informed the doctor that the patient preferred no pain medication. Pulling on a pair of gloves he said "Have you had this happen before?"

"Yeah." Punk murmured. The feel of Alyssa's fingers in his hair had his heart pounding and effectively distracted him from the pain he was about to endure. He wondered idly if she knew what she was doing to him as the doctor went to work.

Alyssa watched the doctor set Punks nose. When it popped back into place she thought she was going be sick as Punk arched off the bed in pain. "Fuck!" He exclaimed.

"That's the worst of it." The doctor muttered as Alyssa held his head in her hands.

"It's okay babe." She muttered biting her lip. She hated seeing him in pain.

Punk squeezed her hand as the doctor made sure it was set properly. "There you go son. I would really prefer to give you something for the pain. You don't have to take it but I would like to give you a prescription just in case."

"No, don't waste your time." He murmured.

The doctor shook his head. "You are tougher than I am." He said with a smile. "You should follow up with a doctor in a couple of days to check on that ear. Other then that I think you are good to go."

"Thanks doc." Alyssa said her hand still in his. The nurse handed her a set of papers.

"Discharge instructions.“ She said going over them quickly. Alyssa nodded in understanding as Punk signed the forms.

Alyssa waited until the doctor and nurse left the room before moving to his side as he sat up and slung his legs over the side of the bed. "You going to be all right by yourself tonight?" She asked helping him stand.

He'd been through this before, on his own...but suddenly the last thing he wanted was for her not to be by his side. Biting his lip he looked down at her. "I should be..." He trailed off still fighting the inner war.

Alyssa hated the idea of him being in pain and being alone. "I'd much rather you stayed in my room...just in case you need something." She said honestly.

He took a deep breath "Okay." He murmured his resolve slipping a bit more.

"Let’s get you home and in bed then." She said with a wink. She felt better knowing he wouldn't be alone.

Punk tried not to let her see the feeling those words evoked in his heart. Even if it was just a crummy, long-term motel he was beginning to consider it home, and that wouldn't have happened without her.

Alyssa slid her arm around his waist and when he draped his arm around her shoulders she felt the now familiar jolt of electricity.

He moved gingerly and she could tell he was in a lot of pain. When they finally made it to the motel she led him to her room and opened the door. Motioning for him to sit on the bed she went to the small refrigerator and made and ice pack for his nose.

Turning she walked back to the bed and pulled down the comforter. Taking the extra pillows she propped them against the headboard. "Come on Punk." She said motioning for him to climb in.

Punk climbed beneath the covers and took the ice from her. He wasn't used to having anyone take care of him it was a nice feeling one he didn't want to get to used to.

"Twenty minutes, then you can go to sleep okay?" She said sitting on the edge of the bed. She wished there were more she could do.

"Thanks for playing nursemaid." He whispered from beneath the ice pack. "I really appreciate it."

"Anytime Punk...whatever you need...I'm here for you." She murmured.

"Thanks darlin." He murmured.

When the ordered twenty minutes were up Alyssa took the ice pack from him and put it back in the freezer. Walking back over to the bed she sat on the edge of it. Reaching over she ran her fingers through his hair. When her hand touched his forehead she could feel the heat radiate off of him. "You feel a little warm will you take some Tylenol for me?" She asked gently.

He shook his head "I'll be okay. It's just the stress." He murmured closing his eyes as her fingers skimmed across his skin.

"It's just Tylenol babe...I know you don't want narcotics. It'll ease the pain a little and keep you from getting a fever." She murmured gently.

"No Lyss...please don't ask." He responded.

"Okay, I won't push. Why don't we try and get some sleep?" She suggested getting up and moving to the other side of the bed and sliding in next to him.

He wondered about the wisdom of having her warm body in the bed next to him and closed his eyes offering up a silent prayer for strength. The last thing he wanted was to screw up this relationship.

Alyssa turned on her side facing him. "If you need anything don't hesitate to wake me." She whispered stroking his cheek with the back of her hand.

Punk groaned "Lyss...please." His voice came out in a pleading whisper.

"What Punk?" She asked softly as she propped herself up on her elbow so she was looking down at him.

"Don't touch me like that..." He whispered, his breath catching in his throat.

He knew if she did he'd break down and he'd have her in his arms kissing her until neither of them could breathe.

Alyssa snatched her hand back, unable to keep the hurt look off of her face. "Sorry." She whispered rolling on to her side. It was now painfully obvious he was only interested in her friendship. "Good night Punk." She murmured.

He knew he'd hurt her feelings, but he thought it better to hurt them a little now than a lot in the end.

Alyssa stared off into the darkness, cursing herself for being attracted to a man that wasn't attracted to her. The fact hurt like hell and she didn't know how to deal with it. Sighing she closed her eyes praying sleep would quickly come.

It didn't as Alyssa lay next to him, eyes squeezed shut as she willed away the tears she felt pricking her eyelids and fighting the sobs she felt threatening to wrack her body. No way in hell did she want him to know she was crying. She felt weak, she'd managed to be just his friend for the last two weeks and now...she wasn't sure she could keep up the charade.

Punk could feel her body shake with the effort not to cry. Turning on his side he laid his arm across her and pulled her into his body. "It's not you Lyss...it's me...I'm must be the worlds biggest idiot, but I can't take the chance that things won't work out and one of us would get hurt. I won't do that to you." He murmured into her ear softly.

Alyssa grunted, she'd heard that line before. Only before it was her saying it and she knew how she had meant it. And it was never really her.

"Don't grunt at me like I'm lying to you Lyss...I've had more bad relationships then good, two of which were friends before I started dating them. They ended bitterly and I do not want to lose our friendship because we got romantically involved." He said seriously.

Alyssa turned onto her back and looked up at him. "But...never mind. I'm sorry Punk. I don't want to lose you as a friend." She whispered blinking back the tears.

"Saying no to you when I want to say yes is the hardest thing I've ever had to do." He whispered looking down into her turquoise eyes.

The words "You don't have to." Were on the tip of her tongue but she knew better than to utter them. It hurt enough knowing he wasn't interested in her the way she was in him. She was just going to have to learn to live with it.
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