Disclaimer: I am in no way suggesting the story reflects real life, it is entirely fictional. Nor would I ever want any of this to ever be true.I do not own anything, I only own Haelah, All characters belong to World wrestling entertainment NOT ME. Nor do I own any songs mentioned in this fic, they belong to their right full owners.

I will be sticking to character names you see on TV and not Real Life ones (for most I might use Phil or Scott instead of Colt or Punk)... So... Yeah... I will also be changing the ages around a little bit ..but hey it IS called FANFICTION ;)

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Summary: Haelah is hitch hiking because she has nowhere to go, she needs to be taken to the homeless shelter.. what happens when Punk is persuaded from Scott (colt) to let her stay the night.

Haelah POV

I walked down the side of the high way in the rain. It was raining very hard, down poor; I think I even saw some lightning a while ago. I had nowhere to go though. I was just thrown out of my parent's house, well…My Mom's house, she didn't want anything to do with me, she had her boyfriend and her new baby… she certainly didn't need a sixteen year old bumming around, see my use of sarcasm there?

I decided to stick my arm in, and hitch hike to a homeless shelter. My purse hanging off my arm, it was small and carried my cell phone that didn't work and my ballet shoes.

Every car on the road just drove by me, I figured I'd stop trying until A car pulled up beside me.

Punk POV

"You killed it today," Colt told me as he drove down the high way. "So did you!" I nudged him smirking as I turned down the music a bit so we didn't have to yell over it.

"Hey Look, I'm glad you got 'Injured' for the month, we needed some bro time," Colt told me.

"Same here, especially since I get to go to different Indy shows and stuff," I explained, pulling my comic book from my back pack.

"What'cha reading?" He asked making a turn down the road. "Lock and Key," I answered, opening the book to where I had my book mark.

"Look there's some poor girl on the side of the road up ahead," Colt pointing up the road. I seen a brown haired girl, in a hoodie and jeans with her thumb out reached.

"So," I said shrugging and putting my head back in my book.

"We're picking her up," Colt replied.

"Are you fucking nuts!" I exclaimed to him putting my book on the dashboard.

"Dude! Its raining and lightning out!" Colt said as he started to slow the car down.

"If She gets in I'm getting out," I warned him.

"Bye," was his only response.

He rolled down my window I was genuinely unimpressed.

"Where do you need a ride to?" Colt asked her, I just groaned.

"I'm sorry… It seems like your friend her doesn't like me.." She shivered as her teeth clattered.. Okay I felt bad for her.. a bit.

"Get in, as long as you won't kill us" I sighed, Colt chuckled at me.

She opened the door and sat in the middle. "Th-Thank you.. just to a homeless, sh-shelter," She shivered some more, she looked in bad shape.

Haelah POV

I got into the car, I was freezing. We drove for a little bit, The man driving started talking.

"I'm Colt this is Phil!" He said very extaticaly.

"Hae- Haelah," Ugh I neeed to stop shivering, the car was warm but I was still frozen.

"That's a cute name," He told me.

"Th-Thank you.." I smiled a bit, they seemed nice.]

"Here we are," He said after a few moments.

"Are you fucking nuts?" I heard the Phil guy curse.

"No, I'm not," The bigger man said.

"Fuck shit," The Phil guy slammed the door when he got out.

"This doesn't look like a home less shelter," I stuttered.

"It's not, It's Phil's apartment, I stay here with him when he has time off, you can stay with us tonight if you want, it might sound creepy but I promise we aren't," he explained to me.

I hesitated for a second, then shook my head in agreement.

I got out of the car and walked up to the apartment with Colt.

"Phil give me a shirt and Jogging pants!" He yelled coming through the door.

"Whatever!" He yelled making colt laugh, I stood there awkwardly.

"Here," Phil threw the clothes on the couch and went back to what I guessed was his bedroom.

"You can change into those in the bathroom, and I'll put your clothes in the bathroom," Colt told me.

I got changed into a Ramones shirt and track pants with elastic around the ankle, I put my ballet shoes on my feet because I didn't like being bare foot in their apartment.

Colt put my clothes in a dryer, and I sat on the couch with a blanket wrapped around me.

"How old are you?" Phil came into the room with a pepsi, and handed me a hot chocolate.

"sixteen," I said.

"So how bad ass were you that you got kicked out?" He asked me.

"I wasn't, I danced," I pointed to my ballet shoes, "I did my home work, I was quiet, My mom got a boyfriend.. he was mean.. she had his baby.. she was oblivious to the abuse.. she kicked me out when I tried to make her aware of what he was doing…" I explained my story in a short number of words.

"I'm really sorry," He told me.

"Don't be, he didn't just her, I just wanted to save Ryder…" I pulled the blanket tighter around me, thinking about my 10 month old half brother.

"Shit," He said awkwardly, as I sat there a mess crying a little bit.

"Sorry," I sniffed my tears away.

"She's here five minutes and she's crying good going brooks," Colt said coming in from wherever the dryer was.

"I did fuck all!" Phil defended himself.

"He's right, I'm fine really," I said wipping my face.

"Look, I made up the back bedroom for you, you are welcome to go sleep whenever you feel like," Colt told me, patting my shoulder.

"Thank you," I gave him a weak smile.

"no problem, do you want me to bring you to your hous eos you can regain your belongings?" He asked me.

I couldn't respond.

"Why are you being so nice to me?" I asked him.

"Because nobody your age should have to go through this," was his answer, Phil just stayed quiet the whole time.

"Wow," I was kind of surprised.. nobody was this nice to me since I was 11.

"So?" He asked after a few minutes.

"Could we do it.. the day I know HE is at work?" I looked over at Phil, who shook his head in agreement, Colt looked confused and Phil mouthed something to him.

I retired to bed shortly after, I barely knew who they were, but I figured they were nice and they gave me a place to stay. I cried myself to sleep that night.

I woke up to the smell of something, maybe bacon.. eggs? Ou I can smell oranges!

I lifted myself out of bed, All the memories from yesterday flooding back from the day before, I wanted to cry again, but I knew I was stronger then that.

I put on my ballet shoes from my purse and turned on my phone.

I headed into the kitchen to see Colt making food, all the food that I had smelt.

"Good morning sunshine," He greeted me smiling putting eggs and bacon on a plate.

"Hi," I said, looking at him thankfully when he put the plate in front of me, I put my cell phone beside me on the tab.

"Phil's just gone for a shower, when he gets out is there anything you'd like to do? Or get?" he asked me curiously sitting beside me.

"I appreciate this so much like you have no idea, but you can just drop me off at the bus depot, I'm sure I can get a ticket somewhere," I gave him a small smile.

"Well, I hope you don't mind but absolutely not, we can take care of you, I kind of feel like you need us," He told me , he looked so honest.

" I really don't want to impose.." I looked down and twirled the eggs around my fork.

"Look I'll let you think about it, but we can't just let a 16 year old live in a home less shelter, you probably have school and friends, you shouldn't give those up just because your family treated you like a piece of shit," He touched my arm and have me a warm smile.

"This means so much to me," I told him smiling and forking the eggs into my mouth.

"Like you don't even know, how thankful I am!" I gave him a hug.

"Your welcome sweet heart," He hugged me back.

sure he was a stranger to me still.. but he was a stranger that offered me a room.. and food.. and clothes. Speaking of clothing.

"Who is CM Punk?" I asked pointing down at my grey T-Shirt that read, "In punk we trust".

Colt laughed at me, "It's Phil, he's a professional wrestler in the WWE, quite the heart breaker among lady fans," He told me cleaning up our plates.

"Oh," I said blushing slightly.

"Don't worry about it, he likes it when nobody knows who he is, he almost hates being recognized by fans," He assured me.

"Oh that's good then!" I said to him smiling.

"Hello humans," Phil said making his way into the kitchen, his hair wasn't gelled back like it was yesterday though.

"Good morning," I gave a weak smile.

"Phillip," Colt nodded to him, and dodged a punch while laughing.

"I hate mornings, everybody should get the fuck out," He mumbled grabbing a drink.

I just sat there silently as they went back and forth, then my phone started ringing.

I looked at the screen, Mom calling, I just put the phone back on the table the guys looking at me.

"Mom, don't wanna decline the call because then she will just call back," I told them, they nodded.

Phil then picked up my phone.

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