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We Will Always Have Twitter	By : LeylaChaz Category: WWF/WWE > Het - Male/Female Views: 1722 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do NOT make any money from the writing of this fiction. I do NOT know CM Punk, nor anyone else who may be mentioned at anytime in this fic who is currently WWE related. I only own all OC's and story plots. Nothing more.

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Chapter 5: Houston, We Have A Problem (Part 1 of 2)
The city lights were in glorious view as Persephaine's plane landed. It seemed the butterflies in her stomach just couldn't get any worse, little did she know, she was completely wrong. As soon as the captain turned off the seat belt signs and people started to get off of the plane, Persephaine dug through her purse to drag out her itinerary. She had no idea where she was suppose to go, and she supposed she might have to rent a car, and track down the hotel. After taking the paper out, she stood up, reached in the overhead bin, and retrieved the rest of her carry on stuff.
Walking out and down the ramp, she looked around for a sign to point her in the direction of luggage pick-up. After spotting it, she headed in the direction of where the arrows were pointing her, and soon arrived at glass doors leading out of the terminal. Once she stepped out, and on the escalators, she received quite the shock. Standing there grinning at her was someone she did not expect to see. Kofi Kingston. She smiled and raced down the rest of the steps. When she reached the bottom, she ran and jumped into Kofi's arms.
"Holy shit! What are you doing here man?" Persephaine laughed as they hugged.
"Ah, I couldn't let you be stranded at the airport now could I?" He replied back smiling at her.
A few people stopped and open stared at them, before a little girl approached them and sweetly asked Kofi if he was the real Kofi Kingston from WWE. He smiled sweetly at the little girl and told her that he indeed was the one and only. She and her mother asked to take pictures with him, which he kindly accepted. Persephaine offered to take the photos for them, and once they were finished, they walked over to get the rest of her luggage.
After taking her bags for her, much to Persephaine's protests, Kofi took them in the opposite direction of the car rental area. Noticing this, she cleared her throat to catch his attention.
"Um, I still need to get a rental there big man!" She said laughing at his expression.
"No you don't." He smirked at her.
"Ok, and how do you propose we get to the hotel?" She asked in her natural smart ass tone, with a matching smirk of her own.
"Come outside and see for yourself." He simply said as he continued outside.
Once Persephaine stepped outside, she couldn't help but roll her eyes and laugh. There was Punk, standing outside of the car with a black hoodie and a pair of snug fitting jeans on, with his Doc Martins.
"I should have known." She said throwing her hands up in mock surrender.
"Yes, you really should have. Dum-dum." He smirked at her. Kofi just laughed at her, and popped open the trunk to their rental.
She flipped him off, and he pretended to be hurt as he looked at her.
"That's not nice you know. How are you gonna flip off the guy giving you a ride to your hotel?" he playfully asked her.
"Like this." She answered back and flipping him off again. He just smirked at her and shook his head.
"Come on trouble, climb in and let's get the fuck out of here." He said to her.
She went for the back seat passenger door and he proceeded to stop her.
"Kofi!" He yelled out, holding eye contact with her as she looked at him bewildered.
"Yeah!" Kofi yelled back.
"Persephaine gets shotgun!" He told him as he pushed her door shut, and pointed her to the front door instead.
"Gotchya!" He answered back with a smile.
She rolled her eyes at him but got in the front seat any way.
"Someone is spoiled." She smirked at him.
"You have no idea!" Kofi said with a wink.
"Hey Kofi!" Punk yelled out from his side of the car. Kofi looked up to see Punk flipping him off this time. Persephaine laughed at the guys before climbing into her seat.
On the way to the hotel, the ride was pretty uneventful with the exception of the guys asking her how was her flight and how her son handled the fact that she was going to be away for a couple of days. She missed him so much already. Truth be told, she was not only nervous about being away from him for those couple of days, but also what her ex and his family were going to say about her just up and leaving like this. She felt like a horrible mom for doing it already, she didn't want their shit on top of it, but she was doing what she knew she needed to. Trying to get this whole commotion settled down, for her son's sake. But she wasn't about to share that with them, not yet at least.
Persephaine pulled out her cell phone and called Alyssa to let her know she was alright and ask how Joshua was doing.
"Hey Al, I've made it and in one piece! How's my son doing?" She asked, nervous that he may have threw a tantrum after she left.
"He cried a little at first, but he's completely fine now. Infact, he's asleep already." She said back.
"Well that's good news. I feel horrible about up and leaving him on you like this. I'm sorry Al." She said back sadly.
"None of that shit! I mean it! You enjoy yourself and enjoy all of this attention you're getting! Besides, I'm dying to know does that Punk guy look as good in real life as he did in that photo with you on the front page?" She asked excitedly.
"Um... you want to say hi to him?" Persephaine asked in hopes that she would get the hint that she was right next to him and couldn't answer her question at the moment. Suddenly Punk took her phone without warning.
"Al is it? Hey what's up?" He answered her best friend and roommate.
The next thing she knew, she could hear Alyssa talking very fast to Punk and Punk was laughing at her. She looked at Kofi who was jamming out to his iPod. Nope, not gonna get any help from him. Damn it. Only God knows what the hell she could be saying to him. Shit.
"Really now? Why's that?" Punk said as he eyed Persephaine with a smile.
Uh oh. What the hell was she saying to him? All she knew was that she was going to kill Alyssa as soon as she got her hands on her again. Fucking sell-out.
"Well I promise I will make sure she thoroughly enjoys herself while she's out here. She won't go home disappointed. Well, she looks ready to murder me so, I'm gonna hand the phone back to her. Nice to talk to you Al. Bye." He said as he winked at her.
As soon as he handed the phone back to her, she smiled at him and turned her attention out the window.
"Happy now?" She asked Al.
"Very. He likes you, I can tell. He obviously doesn't know it yet, but he likes you." She said in a very smug tone.
"Smartass. Knock it off. I know what you're doing. I'm a big girl and I'll be fine on my own." Persephaine said to make it seem like Alyssa asking Punk, to make her relax and enjoy herself, was what she was chastising Alyssa about. In reality, she was chastising her about playing match maker. She knew exactly what Alyssa was up to.
"Oh hell no! This is way too much fun! Besides, what kind of friend would I be if I were a pain in your ass at times?" She asked her.
"A better friend!" She laughed back at her.
"Bitch." Alyssa snapped back playfully.
"You know it! Well look, I got to go. If little man wakes up, or starts crying and giving you a hard time, call me. If I can't calm him down, I will hop the first flight back home. Got it?" She asked sternly. When it came to Joshua, she didn't play around.
"I got it. But please do yourself a favor and enjoy yourself. You never get to relax, and you deserve this mini vacation away from here. Forget about Jake, and his family. Concentrate on you honey, you really need to relax."
"Yes mother," Persephaine answered her back, "are you through yet?"
"Yup! Now bye hoe!" Al laughed at her.
"Bye slut!" She laughed back and hung up.
Phil looked over at her, and smiled. He was thinking about what Alyssa said to him over the phone. How she asked him to make sure that she didn't have a nervous breakdown and enjoyed herself. He understood that Persephaine was a little high strung, and definitely carried herself as an over stressed person. He understood that more than most people did. You try traveling most days out of the year, and see if that doesn't take it's toll on your body and mental health. Exactly. Plus dealing with some real losers (whether they were fans or people he worked with) while on the road, and you have a recipe for being overworked and over stressed.
"What's up?" Persephaine asked him as she studied his face.
"Oh nothing, just thinking about how tired I am, but yet I already know I won't be able to sleep. Life of an insomniac I guess." He told her.
"You're partially lying. I can tell." She shot back.
"Damn! She's pretty good man!" Kofi said. Apparently he had took out his ear buds and was paying attention to them. She blushed.
"Fans. They think they know everything there is to know about me. Truth is, you really have no idea." He said. Whether it was to her or Kofi, she was unsure about that.
"I don't assume, but you are a little bit more readable than you think you are. Well to someone with a 124 IQ at least." Persephaine said back.
Feisty to the fullest, he realized. Kofi just laughed at them.
They arrived at the hotel in that moment, and were soon exiting the car. She couldn't get out of that car soon enough. There was a tension that was starting to form in the car and she didn't like it. That was not how she was picturing this getting started off with. She went to the trunk to collect her things, at which point, both Punk and Kofi shooed her off and told her that they had it under control. When they walked into the lobby, Persephaine told the lady her name and that she might have a reservation set up with them. Sure enough, the lady pulled her up in their system and handed her a room key.
"Sixth floor, room 626. It's on your right side, six doors down from the elevator." The receptionist kindly told her. After which, Punk and Kofi walked her to her room.
After they stepped off the elevator, she turned to her right and walked to down to the sixth door. Once she heard the lock click open in the door, she stepped inside with both guys hot on her heels.
"Not too bad actually. I wasn't expecting this!" She breathed out a sigh of relief.
"The big guys tend to make us shell out for this because of how much they pay us, but they're actually spoiling you!" Punk teased.
"Of course they are. They don't want to leave a bad impression. You know this." She said to him with a smirk.
"Well, I put your bags next to the bed, I'm gonna head back to my room. I'll see you guys in the morning." Kofi said as he hugged her again, and left from the room.
Persephaine took off her jacket and flopped on her bed.
"AH! It's so soft!" She expressed out loud.
"Well, while you're getting acquainted with your bed, I'm gonna go back to my room as well." At this she sat up and got off the bed.
"Sorry, it's just been a long day." She said walking him to her door.
"It's fine, I get it. Trust me. Well, I will swing by in the morning, we have a long day ahead of us." He warned her.
She opened her door and turned to him as he walked out. He looked up into her eyes and smiled.
"Good night Persephaine."
"Good night Phil." She smiled at him.
As he reached out to hug her, they got zapped. Fucking static electricity again! She had jump back just as he did and they looked at eachother again.
"Again? Seriously?" She asked holding her hand that got zapped.
"You have got to stop doing that." He laughed at her.
"Me! I didn't grab any one for a hug! That would be you!" She laughed back at him jokingly.
He grabbed her again, this time he wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her into a hug. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and placed her face into the crook of his neck. He smelled amazing. Same cologne as last time. Simply divine and masculine. He smiled.
"Persephaine, you're doing it again." He whispered.
"Shut it. You're ruining the moment." She whispered back, as he chuckled at her.
Once she let go less than a minute later, she was blushing furiously, and turned to walk back inside her room. He smiled at her and proceeded to his own room.
Persephaine collapsed on her bed and threw her hands over her face. This couldn't be happening. She then pulled out her laptop from her bag, and connected up online. When she logged into her Twitter account, she decided to update her status.
xPersephainexSinClairex sitting in my hotel room, such an overwhelming day! I'm not sure I can even wrap my head around it!
Responses started to pour in by the hundreds, it was shocking. So since she had this many people following her, she might as well respond to people. She could probably use this to her advantage.
FutureDivaAshley: xPersephainexSinClairex Was that whole thing a set up when you met Punk?
xPersephainexSinClairex: FutureDivaAshley this will be the first and last time I ever entertain this question: NO I did no such thing.
She sighed, maybe this wasn't such a good idea. Oh well, she answered it honestly. Move on to other questions.
Roadie4Life: xPersephainexSinClairex How long have you been a WWE fan?
xPersephainexSinClairex: Roadie4Life I have been a WWE fan since I was a small child. I'm 24 now, I've been a fan for at least 19-20 years.
CMPunk: xPersephainexSinClairex is your phone on right now?
xPersephainexSinClairex: CMPunk yeah it is. It's in my handbag right now. Why?
CMPunk: xPersephainexSinClairex That would explain why. DumDum. Go get your phone.
Persephaine laughed at him. She went over to the bathroom where she left her handbag, grabbed her blackberry out of it and smiled when she saw she missed two texts from him.
"Still up I see, decided to occupy your new fan base on twitter? How are you handling having my army of followers behind you? ;)" That was the first one.
"Ignoring me now too? :( Fine, your ass can't ignore me on twitter..." She smirked at his last text, and decided to tweet him back.
xPersephainexSinClairex: CMPunk I see what you meant. Btw, I'm feeling a little blown away by "The Army," but it's not bad ;)
CMPunk: xPersephainexSinClairex are you seriously going to do this via Twitter? DumDum.
xPersephainexSinClairex: CMPunk if you call me "DumDum" one more time, I promise you're gonna regret it. Dork.
CMPunk: xPersephainexSinClairex Challenge Accepted. DumDum.
He sent back to her grinning his ass off.
xPersephainexSinClairex: CMPunk that's fine. Game on. Just know, I can wait forever for the right moment, just a heads up. Dork.
CMPunk: xPersephainexSinClairex Blah blah blah, all talk, no action. DumDum.
xPersephainexSinClairex: Alright everyone, all things aside, I'm about to hit the pool and go for a swim so I can sleep good tonight. Night! :)
With that, she signed off, and ran to the bathroom to change into her swimsuit. It was only when she reached her suit case, did she realize Alyssa had other plans at the last minute when Persephaine's back was turned.
"That bitch!" She breathed out in shock, as she held up her two piece bikini she bought last year and never wore, because she felt like an ugly cow in it. It was pure white, with hot pink string ties. The string ties also had pink glitter on them. It was very simple and sexy at the same time. Persephaine also realized that Alyssa left her a little note.
"If you have found this, I know you hate me right now! But, just try it on! It's not like anyone at the hotel is going to personally know who you are any way! Remember what I said, live a little! Chicken shit! :)
Love ya, Al"
Fuck it, every one was sleeping, including Kofi, Punk and John. Why not? No one would ever see her in it.
So she went to the bathroom and changed into her bikini. Checking herself in the mirror, it hadn't hit her until that moment, just how much weight she had lost. With her tan, she actually didn't look too bad in it. Kind of shocking, but in a very nice way. After throwing on a black tank top, and her black short-shorts, with her flip flops she walked out. On her way down to the pool, she started to feel very nervous again.
Brushing it off, she finally reached the pool and put her towel, phone and room key on a near by table. Luckily, this was an indoor heated pool, or else she would be freezing cold right now! Carefully, looking around and evaluating her surroundings, once she realized she was in the clear, she took off her clothes. Left standing in only her bikini, she walked around to the deepest end of the pool. Her favorite thing to do was find the deepest part of the water, and diving in head first. That's exactly what she proceeded to do.
After she resurfaced, and wiped her hair back out of her face, she continued to swim laps around the pool. It was only when she heard a loud splash, very close to her, that she realized that she was not alone. Looking over to where she heard the splash in question, she saw no one. She thought that was really strange seeing how she could have sworn she felt the splash as well. Suddenly, without warning, she felt someone grab her from behind. Persephaine let out a scream, which was only silenced, by a tattooed hand on her mouth. Once she stopped freaking out, she looked up to realize that it was actually Punk and he was laughing at her.
"You fucking asshole! You scared the shit out of me!" She said panting.
"I know! It was pretty fucking funny actually." He said smirking at her.
She punched him in his arm.
"Dork." She said as broke free of him and continued going about her laps around the pool some more.
He smiled at her and climbed out of the pool to watch her, and relaxed over in one of the pool chairs nearby.
"So are you going to swim all night, or are you actually going to finally talk to me. I'm surprised you haven't tried to take up more of my time already." He said looking at her swimming form.
She paused in her laps.
"Alright, what do you want to know?" She asked him seriously.
"Why did you do it? Not many people I know, would have had the balls to run out in front of a moving car to save someone. And I know some good people." He said, holding eye contact with her the whole time.
"I told you this already, I'm a mother. I did what any mother would have done." She answered him.
"No, you see I don't believe that Persephaine. Not a lot of people would have done that. Let's be honest here, when it comes to danger, a lot of people's 'Fight or Flight,' part would kick into 'Flight.' So why did you do it?" He asked her again.
"Motherly instinct, is one part of it. The other part, I don't know. I just felt compelled. Don't ask me why, I just couldn't sit back and do nothing Phil. I had to act. It was like someone was screaming at me to move my ass and get over there before it was too late." She said, not knowing if he would understand what she meant.
"You have a natural fight response. So why are you so scared of letting go and just being yourself?"
Persephaine had enough.
"Ok, here's a better question. Why are you so interested? I'm not a goddamn pet project, nor am I your charity case. You don't know the first thing about me, nor I about you. So don't sit here, talking to me, like you know me or my story. Because rest assured, you absolutely do not." She snapped at him. She was highly offended and upset that he would talk to her like he knew her personally. They just met not too long ago, after she saved him from killing a child by accident. That didn't mean he knew her personally.
His eyes darkened immediately.
"Maybe I'm interested because I see a sad and pathetic girl infront of me who is completely lost and out of touch with herself. And that's a shame because I think she's an awesome person who doesn't get phased by bullshit too easy. You're right, you're not a goddamn pet project or charity case, I'm actually trying to see you as a person outside of a fan. But if you don't want me to, then please let me know, and I promise I can stop. As for your life story, you're right, I don't know it. But you do have a very close friend back home who does, and it's obvious she worries about you. She worries that you're so lost because of everything you go through, that you don't know how to let go and live in the moment anymore. But I want to know you, and I'm here actually trying. Not because I feel some stupid obligation to, but because I really want to. If you're gonna just keep using the bitch tactic though, I won't bother, because I don't need the same bullshit from you, that I can get from any other person." He snapped back at her.
While he was on his tirade, she had made her way out of the pool, and stood in front of him. Tears filled her eyes as she listened to what he told her about Alyssa.
"What did she tell you?" Persephaine said defeated and turning away from him. She sat on a near by chair next to him.
"Does it really matter?"
"Obviously it does, if it has you asking me questions."
"Fair enough. She worries about you. Said that you were overstressed, overwhelmed, and overworked. Nothing ever seems to make you happy any more, except when you talk to me." He smiled at her. She blushed again.
"Don't flatter yourself. My son does make me happier than anything on this planet." She laughed at him.
"Yeah, that's obvious. But what about outside of him? What makes you happy?" He asked sitting beside of her.
She studied him for a few moments. She couldn't believe she was going to trust him with this. She didn't even trust her own family and friends with this because she knew they wouldn't care. Oh well, it's either take the plunge now, or never.
"Writing, I can get lost in another world. It's what keeps me going. Knowing that when I'm done with college, and I can finally go for my dream... it's the only thing I have left." She answered honestly.
"What's your dream?" He whispered beside her.
"To work for this company in the creative department. That's what I want. That or a backstage interviewer." She whispered back with a small laugh.
He smiled at her. She finally opened up to him.
"You know what I want Persephaine?" He told her.
"What?" She asked curiously.
"To quit. And I will in July." He whispered to her.
She turned to him. Absolutely and utterly floored.
He looked her square in the eyes. He was not kidding, or joking.
Houston, we have a problem...
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