My Career Season 8 Episode 3 1/2

"The things you do for the one you love.."

*This whole Chapter in is Punk's POV*

(A week later 1:30am)

Alright.. lets go. Finally off the plane. FINALLY. I just wanted to go home and sleep. This week all houseshows back to back to back. And I'm tired, and me saying this is rare as you know. Thank God I'm not driving home I can barely keep my eyes opened Colt offered to take me home, he's the fucking man. Even though he's such an idiot he's my best friend. I said goodbye to everyone and just waited until he got here. "Man you look dead." He said to me as we were walking back to his car. "I feel dead." I mumbled. "And boy are you in for it when you get home." He said to me. "What do you mean?" I asked. "Do you not remeber?" "No." I said as he rolled his eyes. "Kristen had a check up today at her doctor's and Natalie and I took her and I don't mean to sound mean.. but she's such a bitch!" He exclaimed. "TAKE IT BACK!" I said pushing him. "Not to be mean, but she's got hormones now. No more puking and what not. Hormones." He said. "Oh.. I can deal with that." "You sure? She cursed Natalie out and she'd never curse her out." He opening the trunk to his car "Well Natalie probably deserved it." I said as I put my bag in the back of his trunk. "She also bit my arm and hit me with a wooden spoon." "Your serious?" I asked trying not to laugh as I could just imagine Kristen doing that to him. "Yes! I hate bite marks and a bruise where she hit me!" He said showing my his bit marks. "Where's the bruise from the wooden spoon?" I asked. "I kinda can't show you that.." He said softly. "Why where did she.." Then I noticed he pointing down to his family jewels. "SHE HIT YOU THERE!?" I exclaimed as he opened up his car door and got in as I did the same. "Yeah. Hurts still." He said turning on his car. "Damn. I'm kinda nervous to go home. I hope she's asleep dear God please!" I said praying. "You better pray harder. I feel bad for you." He said pulling out of the parking lot and driving to my house. It was silent the rest of the way to my house. I was just hoping that Kristen was asleep or in a good mood. Colt pulled into the parking lot, I thanked him for driving my home, I grabbed my bag and went to the front door opened the door as slowly as I could. And from the looks of it, Kristen was asleep. I took my shoes off and headed upstairs slowly, the dogs where all over the bed and looked at me. "Shh." I said and thankfully they listened. Kristen was asleep with the blankets up to her neck and with my hoodie on. What is it with her and my hoodies? I pulled the blanket slowly off her neck and she was calmly sleeping still. I took my pants off and changed into sweatpants and took my shirt off and crawled into bed next to her wrapping my arms around Kristen and she knew it was me. She smiled in her sleep and got closer to me. What's Colt talking about? He's crazy.. she would never do those things to him and Natalie. Crazy, crazy people I tell you.

(The next morning; 8:45am)

"PUNK WHERE'S MY DAMN HOT CHOCOLATE!?!" Kristen yelled from the livng room. Boy, was Colt right. It's not even nine in the morning yet and I've gotten so much... SO MUCH shit from Kristen already. She woke up this morning all happy and she asked to to have sex with her and I'm like no. She got mad and asked why and I told her for the baby. And she told me to grow up and all this stuff which I really wasn't playing attention to and ever since then, she's becoming the devil. "It's coming!" I yelled back. Since she can't have caffine she's having hot chocolate, which better make her calm down. "Did you put the big marshmellows in it?" She asked. "Uhh.. yes!" I said quickly opening a package of marshmellows and putthing them in. I then took it to her in the living room where she was on the couch. "I love BIG marshmellows." She said emphasizing Big. "That's nice babe." I said kissing her cheek as she smiled. I then walked out of the room and then she yelled. "Oh my God." I mumbled going back into the room. "What's wrong?" I asked going over to her. "THIS ONE MARSHMELLOW IS SMALLER THAN THE OTHER ONE!" She said. Oh my God. "That's it? I thought something else was wrong." "What do you mean that's it!?" She asked. "Well, it's not really such a big deal. It's smaller then the other one. So what?" I asked, she just gave me the most scariest death glare ever. "Uh.. I shouldn't of said that right?" I asked. "Damn right you jackass!" She said. Okay, now I'm scared of her, I went into the basement and just called Colt. "Dude, you weren't kidding. I've gotten so much shit and it's not even nine." "What to wake me up you idiot." He said groggy. "Oh, you'll survive." I said. "I wasn't kidding. It still hurts." He said. "Okay, I didn't need to know that. I really didn't." I said. "Well to bad. Whatever you do, don't let her get a wooden spoon." He said and I chuckled a little bit. "Or argue with her over what I should and shouldn't wear." Natalie said grabbing the phone. "The fuck?" I asked. "She said I was wearing a slutty shirt so she yelled at me!" "Well, in high school you did dress a little slutty." I said  "Shut up Phil!" She yelled. "You looked hot, that's what babe." Colt said. "AW!" She exclaimed. "Oh boy.." I said. Then I felt a tap on my shoulder and there was Kristen looking upset. "Uh.. I'll call you back Colt." I said. "What's wrong?" I asked her. "I feel bad for yelling at you. I didn't even ask you how the shows were or anything." She said. "That's alright, They were pretty good, how was the doctors?" I asked. "Good, baby is doing fine and now I'm on hormones." She said. "I've noticed." I said. "Whats that suppose to mean!?" She shouted. "Nothing, nothing, Just nothing." "Okay.. oh btw your coming shopping with me today!" She exclaimed. "I am?" I asked. "Yes! See... I'm getting bigger and I need new yoga pants cause my old ones won't fit. So I need a bigger size." "Sure, when are we gonna go?" I asked. "Can we go now?" She asked. "Uh.. sure, let's just get changed." "But first.. I was thinking we could do something.." She said biting her lip.. oh good. She's turning me on.. "What?" I asked. "Something involving me.. you.. and our bed.." She said smirking as she came closer to me. "I said it before.. answer is still no." And she came closer. "Look, I know you said no before. But please. I'm begging." She said wrapping her arms around my neck. "Then go to a porn site." I said. "Why a porn site?" She asked. "It'll satisfy... your needs.." I said. "Alright, but if it doesn't work I'm coming for you killa." She said kissing me then going upstairs. LORD.HELP.ME.

(At the mall)

"Oh my God!! I wanna buy candles!!" Kristen said going into a yankee candle store. "Candles? The fuck?" I said to myself so she wouldn't here me. She's making me carry all her bags, Now I would mind if it's two.. or mayeb four bags, but seven bags!? And their fucking heavy. Don't even bother asking me what she bought, I let her get whatever the hell she wanted cause I appartently I don't get her anything, lets see.. a locket that a spent nearly over three hundread dollars on. Giagantic picture frames and gigantic pictures of us to be put in the picture frame.. more jewelry, a fucking hummer and a new house for her birthday? Yeah I don't give her alot. When she walked in first thing she did.. one of her famous obnoxious sneezes. "Bless you." I said to her. "Thank you babe!" She said, her sneezing are seriously the worst, it's so obnoxious and spit goes everywhere. Okay I better stop explaining. So after maybe twenty minutes in this fucking store she picked out a few candles and we were on our way home. I lifted her up into the passenger seat cause she can hardly get her own self in because the baby is getting bigger and bigger each day, its crazy. "Thank you so much!" She said giving me a hug as I was driving making me nearly almost hit someone. "No problem." I responded as she let go of me. "I'm STARVING." She said. "I'll make you whatever you want when we get home." I said. "Really!?" She asked smiling. "Yeah." I said smiling back at her. "Can you make me manicotti?" She said said manicotti in an italian accent. "Manicotti?" I asked. "Yes! Pleeaase with sausage and meatballs? Please?" She said. "Sure!" I said. DAMMIT, what the fuck is manicotti? "Uh.. just out of curiousity.. what is manicotti?" I asked. "It's pasta shells, we have them at home don't worry stuff with ricotta cheese with red sauce, oh my God. It's so good." "Uh.. I might need some help then.." I said. "Tell you what.. I'll help you.. if your promise me something you'll give me later tonight." She said smirking. "Didn't the porn site satisfy you enough!?" I asked. "Not really." "I can't." I said, then she got pissed. "Then I guess I'm not gonna help you.." She said folding her arms. "Fine! You can help me.." I said giving in. "Sweet!" She said, the rest of the ride home was silent.. we didn't talk.. she just blasted music dancing like the crazy woman she is. I pulled into the driveway got all her bags and we both went inside and we got all the stuff we needed and made the food. And let me tell you, she wouldn't stop trying to get me to got upstairs and have sex with her. "Babe pleease. It will only be five minutes." She said. "Five minutes my ass." I said putting the hard shells into the boiling pot of water. "Please, you don't want me to cry do you?" She asked fake pouting. "No I don't. Look after we're done we can okay?" I asked her. "Fine." She said making the meatballs.. into a shape of a ball then she cooked them along with the sausage after maybe an hour of cooking with each other we were finally sitting down and eating together. "Now this is nice." I said to her as I grabbed her hand. "Indeed it is. Thank you Philly." She said kissing my cheek. I smirked at her, then got up pulled her chair back then picked her up and brought her upstairs and layed her on the bed.. you know where this is gonna go obbviously. "What are you doing?" She asked. "Do you not remember what you asked for for like twenty times today?" I asked her. Then it all clicked in for her. "OH! Continue then!" She said smirking as she took her shirt and pants off as I did the same. I then got on top of her and claimed my lips with her as he ran her fingers through my hair. "I love you." She said inbetween kisses. "I love you too." I said back, the I started thrusting into her as carefully as I could, but her face went from pure happiness to pure disgust. "Seriously Phil?" She asked. "What?" I asked. "Ugh, get off." She said. "What did I do wrong?" I asked she just grabbed a pair of handcuffs and a water gun. "Now.. I wanna re-inact what the night of our wedding anniversary was like." She said. "But that was extreme! Rated X I should call it." Just even remebering that night. Oh damn, that was fun but went to far. "Either that happens or your sleeping outside in the snow without any of your clothes." She said with an evil smirk. "You can't be serious." I said, Then she handcuffed me to the bed. "Try me.." She said smiriking putting the key in her sock draw. "Now.. you better be a good actor." She said begining to kiss me all over. "I'm gonna regret this in the morning." I sighed giving in. I love Kristen and having sex with her is amazing, but just right now? I hate it. I use to be the one to ask her now, she's always asking me, with the baby in all  I'm iffy about it. Her hormones are gonna be the death of me, I need a miracle to be able to survive this.

To be continued...

 Dear Readers, Well I hope this made you laugh ;) and I know.. kinda short sorry :/ But... it's only part 1 :D part 2 to come soon.. and this whole Chapter I've been listening to Adam Lambert's song For You Entertainment which kinda helped me out with the last part. Okay, so bye ahaha.