Wednesday, December 29, 2010

My Career Season 3 Episode 10 4/4

"They are serious here Lucy, the wrestling company is a serious business." Says Punk when we exit out of Danny Davis office. We just had a conversation about him going to WWE and that he is welcomed back for one night only. "Even more serious than, getting me into a school?" Punk and i had this conversation last night. Sending Lucy to a school, she probably heard us last night. Punk and i starred at each other. i signed. "Yes Lucy, more serious than that." I picked her up and positioned her on my hip, she got heavier. And its been four days since she lived with us and i think she gained maybe about five pounds. "Hey sis!" all of a sudden i saw my sister from another mother, Jessie, along with her boyfriend for about two years now Steven. "Hi sis!" she looked at me awkwardly. "Whose the kid." "This is Lucy, and," *Punk and i explained the whole story to them* "So know, Lucy is our daughter." said Punk. "Aw, shes adorable!" Jessie pat her head. Steven smiled at her and pounded fists with her. "Hey Jessie, wanna go walk around with me?" i asked walking a few step forward. "Sure!" She jogged to where i was and Steven and Punk went the other way. "I can't believe it Kristen your first child! And your younger than me!" "Yeah by two years." (For you dumb math people out there Jessie is 26 also forgot to mention Steven’s age is 28) "So does that make you my aunt?" asked Lucy quietly. I couldn't give her an answer, what would i say to her? Her parents are dead, i dont know what i could say to her! I decided to ignore and act like i did not here what she said. Jessie heard, she was probably waiting for me to give her an answer.
(Backstage 5 more minutes before Punk's final match)
"Jessie, Steven, could you please watch Lucy for us while Punk and I have to be gone?" They both nodded and Lucy, even though shes only known them for two hours, she loves them. She pounded fists with Steven again. "Un second thought, i better take Lucy." "Aw... why?" asked Steven putting his forehead against hers. "Your turning her into me when i was her age. Tough at such a young age." "Oh, shes alright." said Punk putting on his kick pads. "You just put your kick pads on!" i said smiling back at him. After he finished he came behind me and wrapped his arms around my neck. "I could choke you out right here, but if i did, i would lose you." he whispered to me, so only Jessie could hear. Steven was to busy pounding fists with my daughter! Jessie smiled at me. Then all of a sudden you heard Brent Albright's music go off. I guess Punk is facing him in his final match. "Lets go." he took my hand and
(Punk's final Match: Brent Albright vs. CM Punk)
My final match was when i faced Beth Phoenix and Ariel in a handicap match. (I just never wrote about it! But i won it!) Miseria Cantare, blasted out threw the arena. Last time they would be hearing it, Punk and i weren't coming out in tears, we were happy to leave OVW, we knew that WWE would be alot better for us. I appeared behind him a soon as he walked out of the curtain. We had so many people cheering for us. They knew that this was gonna be a match that they would never forget! Brent was going for a hand shake from Punk, but Punk refused. "I'm not gonna shake your hand! For all i know, you could have picked at your pumpkin patch!" Punk said. I flipped my side bangs out if my face and laughed loudly! Brent was so angry! But Punk slapped him right across his face. So they battled it out! *Few mementos later* Punk had Brent ready for the pepsi plunge, but Albright got out and shoved Punk and got him into the tree of woe, "AH!!!" screamed Punk. His knee got caught(his bad one is the right one and its the one that got caught) "Oh my God!" i said rushing over to him while Albright had his foot pushing on his knee. "Brent stop it!" i screamed at him almost in tears. I cannot stand to see Punk in any pain at all. Brent came out ringside. "Brent stop it!" he mocked me. "Crybaby!" and he pushed me hard to the ground. Punk yelled loudly at him while still hanging upside down. I got up back with a tear in my face and i jumped on Brent and started hitting him. "AHH!!!" i

screamed in frustration. Brent grabbed me by my hair and pulled me over his head and slammed me down on the mats. I held my back but i was able to get back up while the ref was yelling at him. "Ring the bell ring the bell!" The reff yelled. I was distracted, but i was getting Punk out of the tree of woe. ''Holy fucckk are you okay?" asked Punk almost in tears. "I'm fine, i'm worried about you." i got his knee out and he flipped over onto the floor. "Hey Punk!" said Albright in the mic. "I dont want this match to end this way!" he breathed hard. "I want to finish this match so i can prove that I'm the better man!" Punk struggled to get back up to his feet, but he got up. "You know what Albright? I accept!" The reff rang the bell and Punk acted like his knee wasn't killing him. He got Albright in the Go to Sleep and bam! It was all over. Punk and i said our goodbyes to the fans and this the last time that we will appear in OVW, for now.(Okay people, now im gonna add a little something in hear cause i dont wanna end the blog!)
(3 months later: Home, 2:51 p.m.)
"Bring!Bring!Bring!" the phone went off. Punk got up and answered it, while Lucy and i were playing with Ace and Shelby. "Hello?" said Punk. His hellos are so adorable! XD "Yeah this is me." he sounded confused and the pitch of his voice changed. "Um yeah sure, be right there." he hung up the phone and grabbed the keys. "We have to go to the adoption center and bring Lucy." "Why do we have to go?" "I don't know, remember the woman working there, she said someone's there to talk to us." I picked Lucy up and off we went.
"Why are we back here?" asked Lucy. "I don't know, just a little meeting okay?" she nodded. We saw the women from two days ago. "Lucy do you recognize these two people." All of a sudden a man and woman appeared from behind her and Lucy smiled brightly. "Mom! Dad!" she yelled and hugged both of them. "Huh?" Punk and i both said. "I thought you guys were dead?" she asked crying. "Heavens no! We ran out of the house and we remembered you were asleep and we forgot you and we thought you were dead. Until some man like you." The woman pointed at Punk. "Told us, that he found you and gave you to these two." "Thats right mam." i said. "Lucy we thought we lost you!" said her father. "So," i said. "Does this mean Lucy is gone with us?" i asked sad. I love Lucy, shes amazing! "Well, if these are her parents then yes." Her mother came toward me. "Did you take good care of her?" "Yes mam, i bought her new clothes and i took her and got her a hair cut." "I noticed. Thank you!" she hugged me. "She got heavier too!" said her father picking her up. "Well, i forced her to eat she was skin and bones!" Punk poked her stomach. "Well, we want to thank you so much, for taking care of her." they both said. "Wait a minute. You two look familiar." said the man pointing at us. "are you two wrestlers?" We nodded. "Your CM Punk and Kristen!" he exclaimed. "My daughter was being raised by wrestlers!" "For three months ." Punk added. "Thank you!" We talked a little bit more than it was time to say good bye. Punk drove home quick and got everything that was Lucy’s. "Thank you!" Lucy said hugging us tightly when she was leaving. "Here." she handed me her stuffed dog that Punk won for her, "Just a little reminder of me." I could have cried but nothing came out. "Bye Lucy!" Punk and i said waving, when she was gone, Punk and i were happy to see that she belongs with her old family. "Now what?" i asked smiling at him. "Well we have some time, together." "Oh boy, you and your dirty mind!" i slapped his chest lightly. "No, not like that." he smiled at me. "Please??" he begged. "Why?" i whined. "Because!" he whined back. "But, i mean." "Please!" "Oh why??" i whined even more. "Please!" "Fine alright! We will walk the dogs for two miles!" *Gotcha huh? What were you thinking... YOU sick Perrvv!! =D*
(Home)
"Ace, my little lucky charm, get your butt over here!" i said trying to be calm when Ace wasn't copperating with me. "Couldn't ya just pick him up?" asked Punk picking him up. "I could have, but you should know me by now, i'm lazy!" "No! How are you? You told me that you did alot of sports when you were young?" (Truth, i did do alot of sports, soccer, for really long time, softball really long time, just strated track, but i will continue to run track because im getting thin! Thank God! XD) "Yeah, but when i wasn't doing a sport i was so lazy! I never did anything, just sat there and watched TV all day." then finally we got Ace and Shelby on there leaces and off we went.
(Park 6:30 p.m.)
Punk and are holding hands walking calmly for two miles holding Ace and Shelby so they don't run off. "Kristen, remember how you said before at home that you just sat there and watched TV when your not doing sports?" I turn to him. "Yeah?" "Well, i got a little story to tell you. Sit down." We sat at a park bench while Ace and Shelby sat down to catch there breath. "Alright, well it was maybe 12 years ago, i was 15. And my dad came home from work and he was drunk once again. And my little sisters always went daddy daddy! Cause my dad was like never home and i didn't know that he was unemployeed and out of work. But my dad was so drunk that when he picked the both of them up, he dropped them and he fell to the ground. My mom came rushing in the room, oh my god! She screamed and that left me and Mike dragging him into his bedroom, while my mom cared for him. Then when he woke back up, Mike knew about the whole thing. But i didn't so my mom told me about it. She said, Phil, your father has been out of work again, hes had several jobs and has been fired, due to him being an alcoholic. I was in shock completly and i never knew about anything. I just thougt he passed out cause of a rough day at work." This story is like a horror movie! "I asked my dad when he didnt go to the bar for maybe a week, why dad? Why are you an alcoholic. He said, Phil, i don't know, i've been an alcoholic ever since Mike was born. Almost my whole life. And i can't quit. I said dad, yes you can. You stopped drinking for a week, why not for the rest of your life? He stopped drinking from there on. And i was his favorite child from there on." "Oh Punk! You made your dad stop drinking thats amazing!" i hug him. "Know i got a story to tell you." "Alright." "Well, it was when i was 13 it was a friday night and my brother and a few of his friends were going to a high school football game and uh, of course in our basement we had alcohol and the friends wanted drinks so my brother gets out the drinks and they start playing a game, then my dad came down and yelled at them. i was so disappointed with my brother, the one who said i would never drink. Also one summer we were down the shore and my cousins wanted alot of alcohol and they bout so much on the second to last day and never drank it. I begged and pledded not too. Cause i tried beer and i almost threw up in the lagoon." "So you kinda had the same problem that i had." "Yes, it was disgusting. And i thought that since my family drinks at alot of big parties that i thought that when i would get older be one of them, but i was wrong. I'm like you straightedge." "hopefully Lucy's parents are." said Punk. I completley forgot about little Lucy. "Yeah, but she said the wiring was wrong with the house, and her parents are really
nice." "Right, so you want to continue our walk?" asked Punk. Ace and Shelby looked ready. "Yeah." We both got up. "Also, Punk i avoided the kids in my school that did drugs and all that horrible stuff." "Its just disgusting babe." "I know." He pulled my waist and he kissed me, when we got back home we remembered all the fun times we had with Lucy and from when we first strated dating.
To be continued...
Okay people this is the last part of episode 10! Also season three is over! Season 4 will begin soon, just keep your eyes peeled! Thank you so much for whoever commented on my blogs you guys mean the world to me and thank you! Be straightedge, be a Punk!

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