Chapter 17

"I CAN'T BELIEVE THEY WOULD JUST TAKE THE TITLE AWAY FROM ME AFTER BASICALLY JUST WINNING IT!"

I was back in the tour bus now with Punk, just after Stephanie had that meeting with April and I, and I guess you could say that I was majorly pissed. I was walking back and forth on the bus, Punk sitting right in front of me on the bed, letting me get all my frustrations out. I let out a very loud and frustrated sigh as I turned around to face Phil. "Why couldn't they just let me have the title for another month or so, at least let me be a deserving champ and not some diva who's keeping the title warm and in the spotlight for April."

I let out another sigh as I sit down on the bed beside Phil who was looking at me before putting his arm around me shoulders. "Listen, I've been put in the same situation as you have. You can't give up Abbs. I mean, yeah, you definitely don't deserve to have the title taken off of you so early, but think about what the future will hold. You could break the record for most times winning the belt." He said once I lay my head on his shoulder.

"You just have to believe that everything will turn out great in the end, ok?" Phil asked making me look up at him. He kissed my forehead which made me smirk a little. I was still very pissed about the fact that I'll be losing the title, and I probably won't get over this for a very long time. "Now, why don't we get some sleep? After the night you had, you definitely deserve it."

I laugh a little; obviously he knew how I was feeling. I stood up and grabbed my pajamas before going to the bathroom to get ready. Once I walked back into the bedroom, I saw that Phil was already underneath the covers, waiting for me to hop into bed. Without saying a word, I climbed into bed and as soon as my head hit the pillow, I fell asleep.

*Summerslam*

It was the night of Summerslam and there was a lot of buzzing going around backstage, most from the nerves of the stage crew or the wrestlers themselves. I, for one was more pissed than anything else. I really wasn't up for it and I would rather be on the tour bus then backstage. I'm pretty sure everyone could tell how I felt and I couldn't care less seeing that I was losing the belt after basically just winning it.

Phil and I were in our shared locker room, getting ready for both of our matches and we heard a knock on the door. Phil yelled 'come in' without looking up from his boot that he was trying to tie up. I looked at the door to see John Cena walking in with his title around his waist.

Tonight was the night that Phil and Cena were fighting for that very title around Cena's waist. And of course, I was going to somehow get involved and that was supposed to somehow connect to me losing the Divas title and all that jazz.

"How you feeling champ?" John asked once he sat down beside me on the bench, which was right across from Phil. I leaned back against the wall with a sigh, making it noticeable that I wasn't pleased in the slightest. "With the way it's going tonight, I won't be champ for long."

Cena gave me a weird look before he glanced over towards Punk with a confused look on his face. He obviously didn't know what I meant, so I had to explain to him. I sat up straighter with my arms crossed over my chest. "I'm losing to April tonight."

It took a while to get a reaction out of John, but his silence said it all. He was shocked and surprised, just as much as I was when I first got the news.

"This is some joke, isn't it? Come on Abb, tell me already that you were joking." Cena said after nothing was added after I stated the ending to my match. I shook my head and let my arms fall onto my bent legs. John still had a defeated look on his face after a few minutes of silence. "What in the world are those McMahon's thinking!?"

I could hear Punk snicker a little, me knowing exactly what he was thinking. I looked at him beside me and smirked, before looking back at John. It seemed like he was completely lost. "When are they ever thinking John?" I added making sure he knew what we were thinking.

John just shook his head and went to stand up. "Never mind that, I just came in to go over what's going to happen tonight with you guys."

(3rd Person POV)

Pyro was going off like crazy, signalling the beginning of the biggest part of the summer; Summerslam. Right after the intros for commentary were finished, 'Let's Light it Up' started playing through the arena and out came AJ, doing her normal skipping around the ring. Next was the opening note to 'Hello' and out came the current Divas champion, Abby.

Abby wasn't playing around, no funny business tonight. She went straight for the ring, didn't interact with any of the fans, just walked into the ring and handed the title to the ref. She didn't want to hold it any longer if she wasn't going to be the victor of this match. She was focused and ready to go, until the familiar start to 'My Time is Now' started playing and Cena stepped out from behind the curtain.

Abby turned around and gave John her full attention. 'What the hell are you doing out here?!' the camera could faintly pick up what Abby said to John. He just stood there and crossed his arms, motioning for her to pay attention to the Diva that was on the opposite side of the ring.

What Abby didn't realise was that the bell rung, signalling the beginning of the match. Once she turned around, she was greeted with a kick to the face from the Black Widow herself.

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*Backstage*

Abby bursts through the curtain, in dead pursuit to find the man that cost her the Divas title. She fast walked down hallways, making sure everyone knew who she was looking for. Once she found his locker room, she didn't bother to knock. Abby marched right in, and gave Cena a hard slap right across the face.

"What the hell was that out there?! You had no business in interfering with MY match. Not only that, but you cost me MY Divas title!" Abby yelled to the top of John's head, tears evident in her eyes. John didn't look up from his position on the bench; he kept his eyes down to the ground.

After standing there for a good 30 seconds, Abby gave up getting an answer from him, and left his locker room with a huff. What she didn't know, was that when John heard his locker room door slam, he finally looked up and he was a smirk spread right across his face.

OMG! I finally updated after forever!

But anyways, I finally found the inspiration to start writing again, which I'm very happy about.

But saying that, I am back in school, but I'm still hoping to get a new chapter up every once in a while.

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