His Princess: A Cm Punk Love Story

Abused as a child. Went through hell in high school until she met Milan. They live together train at FCW. When one night at Monday Night Raw Changed Everything.. It must say PG-13 but there is gonna be some scene where it's gonna be rated if you are not at the age where you cannot not understand what it means don't read the story...


12. Chapter 12

**Angie's P.O.V**

It was almost time for me and Phil to go on our run so I chose to get ready. I finished putting on my yoga pants, matching sweater and some running shoes.

I went back into the living seeing Milan watching titanic...

"Are you seriously watching Titanic?" I asked grabbing a bottle of water in the fridge.

"This movie is a classic, okay and it's a good way to get all of your tears out and hell it's freaking titanic for Jesus sake." She explained. I rolled my eyes and sat right next to her, and watch the movie while I was waiting for Phil.

20 mins later...

"Why does he have to die like that-t-t?" I asked stuttering my words while Milan was crying into a tissue. She was right it was a good way to get all of the sadness out of your system.

"It's just so beautiful-l-l." Milan stuttered into the tissue. The movies finished and we wiped out tears away. The door opened to reveal Phil walking towards the living room.

"Uhhhh, what I miss?" He asked scratching the back of his head.

"Hey, Phil." I said trying to calm down from all the crying.

"Let me guess...Titanic?" He asked. Me and Milan nodded our heads in agreement.

"How did you know?" Milan asked.

"Dean and Roman was in the room watching it crying their eyes out." He explained. I chuckled who new Dean had a soft side, never mind who knew Roman can cry.

"Did you just said Roman cried?" Milan asked confused.

"Yeah, It till take a while to process. But hey some times a guy need to let out some tears. So Angie are you ready?" He asked. I nodded and headed on the run with Phil.

I put on my headphones and started to run I like listening to my music while I run its better for me to concentrate.

"Angie, stop please." Phil begged. I took of my head phones and stopped running.

"What's up?" I asked taking a sip of my water.

"your going too fast!" He said trying to catch his breath I I giggled and offered him water.

"Feel better?" I asked

He nodded. We ran trough the park, trails then back to the hotel even though we never talked much having him with me is the best feeling in the world.

"Well that was a nice run, you should have been in the Olympics instead." He said.

"Well I am not gonna be Kurt angle always rubbing his gold medal in people's faces... Although it would be fun to do that." I laughed.

"It would be fun, so I'll see you later?" He asked.

"Punk it's already later it's pitch black outside." I pointed out the window.

"Oh, then I'll see you later tomorrow." He said with that signature smirk on his face. I rolled my eyes and said goodbye to punk . I unlocked my room to see its dark, I opened the lights to reveal a man pointing a gun at me, he walked closer to me taking off his mask.

"You miss me?" The man said. I looked at him closely.


I heard the front door shut so I thought the man left. Then I hear footsteps coming toward my door then I quickly shut my eyes and the door opened someone came in and immediately locked the door. My heart was beating so fast it was faster than a cheetah.

The person sat at the edge of my bed and felt all over my body I tried to make a run for it but the person was strong enough to tackle me on to the bed, tried to scream for help but instead I had a hand around my neck trying to take all the air I ha left.

I opened my eyes and see a man onto of me my fist were clenched up and hit his face I quickly ran to the door when the man grabbed me and threw me on to the bed.

"Help!" I screamed.

"No ones gonna hear you sweetheart." He said smirking. I was crying and scared of what he was going to do to me. The at the blink of an eye I was getting rapped...

End of Flashback...

It was the man who rapped me when I was younger.

"Why are you here?" I asked as he pointed the gun at my heart.

"To take back what rightfully mines." He trailed off.

"I am not yours, I thought my mom was yours. What happened to her-" I was cut off by a woman appearing right next to the man.

"Are you glad to see Mommy?" She asked in a baby voice. I started to tear up. Seeing my mother just brings back all the horrifying memories that she gave me.

"Why are you here?" I asked as she started to stroke my hair I snatch my head away from her as she grabs my neck and starts choking me.

"I see you still a feisty little brat, aren't yah? You see everyone makes mistakes in life that they regret; and one of those mistakes that I have is giving life to a worthless, crazy, emotional, and sad excuse of a woman which is you." She whispered in my ear. She let go of my neck letting me have time to breathe.

"That's the reason I left a son a bitch like you." I said. She slapped me across the face I fell to the floor. I tasted blood in my mouth I wiped it up and stood back up to be face to face with my angry mom.

"Is that how you treat your own mother?" She said pulling hair. I pushed her off of me and kicked the guy where the sun doesn't shine. I went for a run for it when I heard gum shots. Next thing I knew I was shot and I blacked out bleeding on the floor lifeless.

**Milan's P.O.V**

I just came from Starbucks with Seth to see Angie on the floor bleeding from her chest. I called the ambulance and they were on their way. I called Dean and Phil to tell then what happened Phil wasn't all the happy.


Phil, I have an emergency

What happened why are you crying?

Angie got shot, I came in the room to see her on the floor covered in blood.

Who did this?

I don't know, Phil what if she doesn't make it I don't know what I will do.

She will make it, I know she can.

Me and Dean is already at the hospital she is the ICU.

Okay I am on my way.

I cried into my hands seeing as doctors performing CPR on her she wasn't responding.

"Angie please, do not die on me please!" I begged as Dean hold me back.

Sat down and began whipping my tears when I heard crying I look to my right and see Dean crying.

"She doesn't deserve this at all." He whispered. I never knew Dean cared for her that much. I sat next to him and comfort him.

"Clear!" The doctors said me and Dean looked up to see if she responded.

"She's not responding." The nurses said. Dean started to tear up.

"Where is she?" A Worried Phil entered the room. His face soften when he saw Angie lifeless on the bed fighting for he life. He walked up to the scene and I hear him sniffle. He turned around and I see tears streaming down his cheeks.

"Hello, are you with Ms. WestBrooks?" A doctor came covered in blood approached us.

"Yes." All three of us said.

"Is she gonna be okay?" Dean asked wiping his tears away. He was quiet for a second then he spoke up.

"I am afraid Ms. WestBrooks is in critical condition and she is not responding. So the only thing we have left is to put her life support until further notice. I am sorry." He said walking way.

"She didn't make it..." I trailed off Phil and Dean both look at me.

"She is gonna make it Milan. We just got to have hope." Dean said taking one last look at her.

"This isn't happening this is all a dream." Phil said. He started to act like Aj... Haha PunkLee, I am gonna ship hard on that.

"Phil, this is reality the girl we all love is fighting for her life, and on top of that she is on life support so if she doesn't respond soon well that's the end." I explained.

"There is no end she has to respond!" He shouted walking towards her bed. He sat beside her and watches her pale body.

"Sing to her." Dean suggested I looked at Phil and he nodded in agreement. I walks up to her, grabbed a seat, held her cold hand and started to sing.

I see you
I see you
Walking through a dream
I see you
My light in darkness breathing hope of new life
Now I live through you and you through me
I pray in my heart that this dream never ends
I see me through your eyes
Living through life flying high
Your life shines the way into paradise
So I offer my life as a sacrifice
I live through your love
You teach me how to see
All that's beautiful
My senses touch your word I never pictured
Now I give my hope to you
I surrender
I pray in my heart that this world never ends
I see me through your eyes
Living through life flying high
Your love shines the way into paradise
So I offer my life
I offer my love, for you
When my heart was never open
(and my spirit never free)
To the world that you have shown me
But my eyes could not division
All the colours of love and of life ever more
(I see me through your eyes)
I see me through your eyes
(Living through life flying high)
Flying high
Your love shines the way into paradise
So I offer my life as a sacrifice
And live through your love
And live through your life
I see you
I see you

I looked up and she still wasn't responding. I chose to go home because I couldn't see any of this anymore. Dean was still staring at her while Phil was still holding her hand.

"She was like this before..." I trailed off Dean and Phil looked at me in confusion.

"What do you mean she was like this before?" Dean asked grabbing a chair and sitting next to me.

"It was the day we first met, I was walking through the park when I saw her by a tree-" I started before Dean cut me off.

"Wait is it a tree that's in font of some apartment complexes?" He asked.

"Yeah, why?" I asked. He pointed to her wrists. I grabbed them to see scares scattered everywhere.

"I saw her there and she was cutting herself." He explained.

"That tree is where she started to cut herself. In high school the guys would abuse her body and sometime rape her in the janitors closet. So when I say her by the tree I thought she was sleeping so I went to go wake her up. When I got there her wrist were pouring out blood; she was out cold. When we arrived at the hospital she had to have a blood transfusion because she lost that much blood. No ones blood matched hers except mines so I offered to give my blood. Days later she woke up, she was confused. Then she asked me why I took her here. I told her that I was trying to keep you from dying and then she said that I should have kept her there to die-e" I said staring to tear up.

"So she wanted to die?" Phil asked.

I nodded. I took a glance at her lifeless cold body.

"I think we should leave her now we will come back in the morning." I suggested. We all took one last glance at Angie before we left.


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