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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.

Chapter List
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See Chapter 1 for disclaimers!

Author's Notes: I'm working on the next chapter as you read this and plan to upload it today or tomorrow! Keep checking back, it's now getting down to really good stuff, and we still have quite a ways to go! One more thing, 100 hits, and no votes and reviews? C'mon guys, I don't bite, reviews are always nice. I'm even nice to flamers... so stop being shy and drop a line or two. Or at least rank it. Thanks guys!

Chapter 9: Realizing The Difference Between Here And There.

Persephaine sat quietly in her seat, for the remainder of her flight back home. To say she was in shock, was an understatement of epic proportions. All she could think of, was everything that had transpired. She called Alyssa, after what happened in her room, and checked on her son. Knowing that he missed her, brought her out of her shock. Joshua, was her only saving grace, so she decided to try and concentrate on him for the rest of her flight. It wasn't working out too damn well. Every five minutes, her thoughts would shift to him. Persephaine could only imagine what the dirt sheets were coming up with about what they had done on RAW the previous day.

Soon her flight landed back in New Orleans, and she got off the plane. As she was walking out of the terminal, she was met with a sight that ended up hitting her like the force of a mack truck. Jake was standing there, with Alyssa and Joshua. Silently, she gave Alyssa a look that told her she appreciated the lack of a heads up. Alyssa looked genuinely sorry, and like it couldn't have been helped. Walking over to them, she hugged her son, who raised his arms to her with a smile on his face.

"Mommy!" The little boy said with delight as she held him close.

"Mommy's home Josh! I've missed you so much! I love you!" She whispered to him, keeping her eyes closed to soak in the moment.

"We need to talk Persephaine. Let's go get your things. I asked Alyssa to drop Josh off at my mother's house." Jake told her.

"Actually, I would rather spend time with my son whom I haven't seen in two days. We can talk about what ever issues you may have after wards." She told him, walking away towards the luggage claim.

"No it can't wait. I'm not wanting to do this here, or in front of our son. Your best bet, would be to get your bags and come with me." He told her firmly.

She knew at that point, something was seriously wrong.

So with a heavy heart, she handed her son back to Alyssa, and nodded to her to go ahead and take Josh to Jake's mother's house. Josh started crying the second his mother let him go.

"Noooo, I want mommy!" He wailed at his aunty as they walked out the sliding doors. She just looked on with a sad look, before grabbing her bags.

Once they were outside and in his car, he drove them to her house to talk.

After setting her luggage in her room, she walked back into the living room to see that Jake was holding some papers in his hand.

"What's that?" She asked him, eyeballing the papers with a sinking feeling.

"They're custody papers. Persephaine, after you took off like that without notifying me, that was grounds for neglect." Jake said not daring to look at her.

"Like hell it was! I made sure that our son was in proper care before I left, and I left proper instructions for her incase a situation were to arise. Along with a return time and date. That was NOT neglect!" She snapped. Persephaine's body felt like it was on fire with how angry she was feeling.

"You can't just up and take off Persephaine! You have a responsibility!" Jake snapped back at her.

"Like the responsibilities you walked away from? You wouldn't even see Josh as much as you do if it weren't for me begging you to over three fourths of the time!" She yelled at him. She couldn't believe this!

"You didn't clear you leaving our son behind through me." He simply told her.

"I didn't just run off to Houston with him, without your permission either! I don't get you Jake, first you barely want anything to do with him, and now you want custody? I don't even ask you for any kind of help for him, and yet you want to do this to me?" She was floored. Just when she thought he couldn't sink any lower! The nerve of him!

"That's another thing, I'm asking for child support in the papers as well. He's your son, and it's only right that you support him. As long as you send support, I have no problem letting you have supervised visits with him. As long as you don't bring your new boyfriend around. I don't want him any where near our son." Jake told her.

That was the moment it dawned on her. He was doing this to get revenge over Phil. Stupid son of a bitch, her and Phil were only friends. He had nothing to do with Persephaine other than friendship, and he certainly had nothing to do with Josh.

"This is revenge, isn't it?" She asked him dangerously.

"This has nothing to do with that tattooed freak that you've been chasing after! This has to do with you, abandoning your son, just to chase this guy's ass around!" He harshly told her.

Persephaine felt like she had just been slapped.

"Jake, I didn't go to Houston to chase him. I went there to get this mess sorted out. Not over a guy. I'm not stupid." She told him softly.

"Whatever, save that bullshit for court, because if you don't sign this that's where we will go." He told her.

"Jake just because we have a child together, doesn't mean that you can control me. We are over. You made that clear, on my birthday. I'm free to move on with my life now. As long as I am a responsible mother to our son, which I was, then you have no case." She told him calmly.

"I have more of a case than you think. Alyssa said she is going to testify against you for this." He told her with an evil smirk.

"What?" She asked him in shock.

"Alyssa doesn't mind watching Josh, but she isn't a built in babysitter since you guys live together. She was kind of mad when you left, and talked to me about it." He told her.

Just then, Alyssa walked through the door.

"So you're going to try to help him get my son taken away from me huh?" Persephaine accused her. She didn't care who she lashed out at now. Someone was going to pay for this bullshit betrayal.

"What are you talking about?" Alyssa asked shocked.

"I told her what you told me at the airport." Jake simply said.

"I never said I was going to testify against Persephaine Jake!" She yelled at him.

"No, but you will now. Especially, after you told me about feeling like she uses you as a built in babysitter!" He informed her.

"Like hell I will. I never said I felt like a built in babysitter by the way, I told you that I know your son better than you do because I watch him more than you ever do!" She snapped.

"No, you didn't just say that Alyssa, you said a little more than that. What's wrong? Don't have the balls to own up to your best friend and tell her what you told me? How about the fact that, right after you guys moved in together with Chellie, that you were going to report her to Child Services?" Jake said to Alyssa.

"What the fuck?" Persephaine all but shouted.

"Jake, you can go fuck yourself. I'm not testifying against her. She's has changed a lot since leaving you in the dust. I've realized now, that she was so used to having you around, that she had to adjust into doing this on her own! She's not only adjusted, she's raising your son, beautifully. Did you know that your son is potty training now thanks to both her and I? He's almost done!" She said getting in his face.

"Cute Alyssa, very cute. Now you want to be friends with her, when she was gone though, you wanted nothing to do with her." Jake said looking her dead in the eyes.

"Leave us Alyssa. You and I will talk later." Persephaine told her friend and roommate.

Alyssa stared in Jake's eyes a few seconds longer, before turning and storming out of the room.

"Don't let her lie to you Persephaine, I know exactly what she said at the airport while we were waiting for you." Jake warned her.

"Jake, I didn't neglect or abandon our son. You have no grounds for this. You have got to stop thinking that you can control me anymore. WE ARE DONE! I can't tell you what to do, and you can't tell me what to do. How am I suppose to move on with my life, if I have to clear everything I want to do, through you first? How am I suppose to go to work, how am I suppose to possibly move if I choose to, how am I suppose to date? Because the way you are talking, I'm not suppose to do any of those things!" She told him harshly. In all reality though, that's exactly how he was making her feel. Like she wasn't allowed to live her life and move on, and it wasn't right. She had a right to be as happy as she could make herself, without him.

"You need to stop concentrating so much on trying to do you. You're being selfish." He told her, the sound of his voice, sounded like a mixture of being hurt and angry.

"Excuse me? Selfish? How am I being selfish by wanting to move on in my life without you? How am I being selfish, by trying to make myself a happier person for my son? Is it maybe selfish to you, because you're not a part of it, and I'm not letting you run my life any more?" She asked him viciously.

Jake sighed and sat down on the couch.

"Persephaine, why aren't you still trying to get me back anymore?" Jake asked her out of the blue.

Shocked, she stood there, not knowing how to approach the subject.

"So that's what this is about? You're angry because I'm not begging you back like I used to?" She asked, shocked at him.

"I don't get it anymore. There was a time where you couldn't live with out me. Since you've met that tattooed freak though, you've changed. I don't like it." He told her looking at the floor.

"First of all, CM Punk has nothing to do with this. He has NOTHING to do with either you or I. I, began to change, before I ever met him. Or did you miss the memo when I started taking better care of myself, and stopped acting so mopey over you? Stop blaming someone else for what you caused. He's a friend. Nothing more. That shit you saw on RAW, was just that, bullshit. It was a story line, thought up by creative." She said as she sat in the chair across from him.

Jake laughed at her.

"You really are oblivious aren't you? It was one of the cute little qualities that drew me to you in the first place." Jake told her with a smile.

"Jake, please. We don't need to rehash the past." She said looking away from him. Persephaine was really not wanting to have this conversation.

"No! Seriously, hear me out! The way you two would look at each other. Even from across an arena full of people. He locked eyes with you, on his way to the ring. It was like there was no other person in that entire place but you and him. That's not something that can be faked or covered, no matter how much he tries. Yea, he had to be a dick to you on television, but even I could tell, that he didn't mean it! Don't even get me started on the look in your eyes! I've told you for years, that you're an open book, you just refuse to believe me. It's why I call you delusional!" He said laughing at her.

"There is nothing there! I just want to be his friend. That's it!" Ok, maybe a slight lie, but he didn't need to know that, she reasoned.

"Liar. You're telling me, you felt nothing when you guys had to make out on live T.V? Nothing at all? I call bullshit! I know that look you gave him, because you used to give it to me." Jake told her with a smirk.

"It's called acting. The best way to do that, is to just be and react naturally Jake. He doesn't like me like that, he's only just met me!" She said standing up, and making her way over to her purse. She pulled out her phone, to find she had a few missed text message. Probably from Punk and Lance, seeing if she made it home ok.

"Trust me, he likes you. A lot, if how he looks at you means anything." Jake told her.

"Why do you even care Jake?" She snapped. Truth be told, this conversation was starting to annoy her. Why was this even conversation material between them any way? Wasn't that considered inappropriate between ex's?

"I care because I want what's best for our son. Which is you being an honest person to him and most importantly, yourself." Jake told her sadly.

"He's only a toddler. I don't go flaunting guys under his nose because I don't believe in doing that. Besides, there isn't anyone to flaunt under his nose to begin with!"

"When are you going to wake up and realize that you are a perfect catch? I'm just now realizing how bad I messed up. I'm only now realizing just how bad I hurt you and screwed you up in the process." He said, tearing up the custody papers he was holding.

"We've got to stop doing this to each other Jake. It's never going to end well, or solve anything. The only people we keep hurting is ourselves. Most importantly, Josh. I can't stand to know that he's going to grow up knowing all of the insults we've hurled at each other in front of him." Persephaine said with tears in her eyes.

"We really have messed up with him the most, haven't we?" He asked her, and for the first time, he looked truly ashamed.

"I wouldn't say we've messed him up, but we haven't given him the best start that he could have in life." She told him honestly.

"I'm sorry Persephaine. I just don't know what I'm suppose to do with out you there in my life. But, I guess I'm going to learn how from now on." He told her, holding eye contact.

"We'll see, but I do appreciate the apology. So are you serious about not going to court any more? Or is that a bluff?" She asked him seriously.

"I think we can settle on joint custody." He told her.

"I agree." She said with a sad smile.

Persephaine walked him to the door, and opened it for him.

"By the way, my mom wants to keep Josh for the next week. So if you want to spend time with him, call her and make arrangements." Jake said with a smile.

"You know, I still stand behind what I've been saying since I've had Josh."

"What's that?"

"It's not you I have to worry about going after me for custody over Josh. It's her!" She laughed.

"That's true!" He said as he walked out the door, and to his car.

Persephaine, looked at him one last time, before shutting the door. She made her way over to her room, sat on her bed, and just cried for the rest of the night. Crying over everything that happened with Jake, crying about how she was going to move forward with her son, and even grieving over Jake. For the first time in years, she was finally letting go. As much as it hurt, it also felt good to finally reach that closure.

After waking up early the next morning, she looked at her phone, to see that her texts had nearly tripled.

'Girl what's going on? I've been trying to text you since you left! Are you okay? Text me back asap!' That was from Lance. She sighed. Of course he was worried. Since they ran into each other in Houston, and he didn't have time to talk or catch up, he felt bad. She knew it. She wasn't mad about it, he had a job to do.

'I'm fine man! Stop worrying. Had some shit go down when I got home, but I'll call and explain it later. That's why it's taken me so long to respond. Once again, I repeat, I'm fine!' She texted back to him.

'I made it back to chi-town. Figured I would let you know, incase you were worried about my plane crashing and you couldn't touch my lips ever again! :p' Punk teased in his text to her.

'You're a dork. Besides, you're lips are ok, it's your arms that I would really miss the most. Everything else is expendable... ;)' She teased back. Yup, they were suppose to stay on the, 'friendship,' page but so far this flirting has yet to stop. She sighed, smiling.

With that, she put her blackberry down, and went to the bathroom to splash her face. She could hear her phone ding with a new message. She smiled. Twenty bucks says it's Punk, she thought to herself.

'So you're saying that you only like me for my arms? There is some thing seriously wrong with you. They aren't even that big!' He texted back to her.

'What can I say, I think they are the perfect size, and those tats are just sexy. Like I said, the rest is expendable to me. Lol ;)' She sent back with a smirk.

She didn't have to wait back for his reply.

'So you think tats are sexy huh?' She smiled when she read this.

'Only on certain guys. Some guys just look like dumbasses with them. Seriously, have you seen Wade Barrett's giant ink blot on his arm? Eww!' She sent back with a shudder.

Punk just laughed as he read that.

'HAHAHAHA I've been saying that forever now! Glad to see someone else besides me thinks the same thing! So do you really only like me for my "sexy tatted up arms,"?' He asked her.

'Ok, maybe I lied. While I love your arms, I really like your eyes too. Hazel. With the ability to drag you in. Can either make you believe anything, or can completely mislead you anywhere. Not that I mind. Something many of your fan girls will agree with me on. [Insert cheeky grin here]' She sent back laughing.

'Okay, now I'm really convinced that there is something wrong with your ass! My eyes? Seriously? They are constantly bloodshot, or have the most horrible bags under them because of my constant insomnia!'

She laughed at him.

'It adds character and charm. Yes, you do need to sleep more. But when you have slept, and it shows, your eyes are actually very nice to look at.' She texted back to him.

'You want to know what I would miss most about you?' Her eyes almost popped out of her head, reading that text.

'Humor me, oh Mr. Best In The World.' She giggled as she sent her reply to him.

'You. Every thing about you. There's not one thing I would miss more. Except for maybe one thing.' He sent back with an evil smirk of his own.

She busted out laughing at his cheesy text.

'And what would that be? ;)'

'The way every expression you feel, filters across your face. You're such an open book!' He laughed at her.

"That smug bastard!" She exclaimed!

'I am not! You just wish that I was! Maybe then you would actually know what I'm thinking half the time!'

Punk laughed at her. She really was clueless sometimes!

'Persephaine, think about it. Why would I just kiss you that morning in the hotel room, if I didn't think it was going to be ok with you? The look on your face, was practically begging for it! ;)'

'You know, if Randy Orton wasn't married, and he was single, I would completely forget about you in a second due to that remark. Haha :p' She sent back smugly.

'Really now? Hmmmm, I guess I should just stop talking to you then...'

'But alas, he's married, and you're not. So here we are! So stop bitching, we both know you love the attention.' She sent back laughing

Punk rolled his eyes at her text.

'Only from you girl, if it were any other fan, I swear to Jeebus this shit would not be going down like this. I only tolerate your bullshit because I actually like you. ;)'

She smiled at his text.

'All bullshit aside, I like you too Punkers. :)'

He smiled at her text.

'So what are your plans this week?' He sent to her.

'Hmmmm... that's a great question. Because my son's grandmother has kidnapped my son for the entire week. I hate this, how did I go from being with him all the time, to barely seeing him?' She replied back sadly.

'Go kidnap him back! He's your son!'

'I'm thinking about kidnapping him back for an entire day, and taking him every where he wants to go. That's if he'll let me. You don't understand, when it comes to his grandmother, he will fight me tooth and nail to stay at her house! It's bad, I don't think I've ever seen one child who loves being at grandma's house more than him!' She wrote back smiling.

'You'd be surprised, my best friend's son loves being at his grandparents house too. It's like kids know that the grandparents house is the place to be. Cookies, getting spoiled... The life of kids!'

'No shit! So if he veto's my idea, it looks like it'll just be me, at home with nothing to do for the week! I'm not looking forward to that!'

'I live for that! I can't wait to get home and be lazy after all the traveling I do! Don't get me wrong, I love what I do for a living, but I love my time at home even more.'

'I don't blame you. Seriously, I don't know how you do it. I love to travel, I think it's amazing to see all these places and learn new ways of life. But as much as you guys travel, it's a wonder you all haven't flipped your lids yet! Lol!'

'That's why I can't wait for July. I'll have a much deserved break.'

'I really wish you would reconsider. Maybe you could throw in a vacation clause in your contract!'

'Um, no. There's alot that you don't know about that's going on. That place needs change. Badly. I don't think I can make that happen. I'm just one guy.'He texted back to her.

'You don't give yourself enough credit. I'll tell you what, would you reconsider if I could prove to you that it's possible?' She sent back, holding her breath.

After what felt like an eternity, he finally responded back.

'Possibly. I'm not going to make any promises. What did you have in mind?'

'Have you ever heard of the term called 'Hostage Negotiations?' It can be VERY effective. Interested now?'

'Very.'
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