Blast From The Past

Lacy was at the school one night going over some paperwork. Some other people were there training in the ring but there was no class that day.

"Lacy?" one of the students popped their head in. "You have a delivery."

"Huh? Oh, thanks." Lacy said as she got up from the desk and went to go see what it was. She hadn't ordered anything, but maybe Punk did. She went to the front and saw a delivery man with a large bouquet of roses. She frowned a little confused... she wasn't mad at Punk lol, so he wouldn't have any reason to send her flowers.

"Lacy Brooks?" the delivery man asked. "Sign here, please." he handed her a clipboard.

"Uh, sure." lacy said as she signed for the flowers and took them, reading the card.

Roses are your favorite. I used to buy them for you all the time.

I miss you.

-Roman

Oh. Shit.

Punk was training with some people in the ring and wasn't really paying attention to anything going on outside of the ring. He decided to take a break and get some water from the back and check up on Lacy. He headed to the back room and grabbed a water bottle, then wrapped his arms around her from behind, kissing her neck. "What's up, buttercup?"

"Um, paperwork." she said before she grimaced and arched away from him. "Philip, you're gross."

"You love it.' he joked with a wink....and then saw the flowers. "When did you get those?" he asked.

"They're.." Uh.. "From the photographer from my last photoshoot. Thank you gift."

"Those are a little too nice for a thank you gift." he said. "This dude sounds like a creep."

"He's gay." she said blandly. That much was true, lol. "Relax."

"I just don't like other men sending stuff to my wife."

"Okay macho man, well I only have eyes for you." she said as she squeezed his biceps before moving out of his arms. "I'm gonna go see what everyone else is doing, be good." she said as she walked out towards the ring.

He snorted and finished up his water, then went to throw it away. As he did that, he saw a note on the table that must have come with the flowers and he wanted to see what it said. Well, when he saw that, he got pissed. Fucking Roman. He shook his head and headed out towards the ring.

One of the students started to approach him. "Punk, can we--"

"Get in the ring." he told him. "We're gonna train. Your ring name will be Roman." he told him. Poor guy.

He blinked. "What?"

"Do it." he growled.

He didn't need to be told a third time. He scrambled to get into the ring.

Welp, once Punk got into the ring, he went at it with the guy; taking out all his aggression on "Roman". The guy had some nerve to send his wife flowers and he was mad that Lacy had lied about it.

The guy was getting pummeled petty badly, and everyone was watching, but eventually Lacy caught wind of it and rushed to the ring to stop him. "Phil! Phil!" she grabbed his arm to try and stop him. "What the fuck are you doing?!"

He had enough sense to stop when Lacy was pulling him away. "What am I doing? Oh you know, since I can't do what I want to to Roman, I'd take it out on somebody else." he said. "You know, Roman, right? The one who sent you the flowers." he told her. "This fucking guy is getting on my god damn nerves."

She stared at him open mouthed for a few moments before finally gaining enough sense to dismiss everyone from the school. Once everyone was gone, she shoved his shoulder. "You fucking idiot. You're mad over flowers so you go and assault a student? Are you crazy? Do you want a lawsuit?" she hissed at him.

"Do you think I really give a fuck right now?" he asked her. "This Roman guy is sending you flowers, knowing that you're married. You are my wife." he growled. "I also don't get why you lied about it."

"Maybe because I knew you'd react something like this?" She asked. "God Phil."

"Oh right, because I have no right to." he snorted. "Like I'm supposed to be completely fine with this."

"I'm not saying that you're not supposed be mad at him for sending them or me for lying, but if you have a problem with something I'm doing then I expect you to take it up with me, not randomly assault people, you fucking punk." Her head was starting to throb, great. "What is it, are you jealous of him? Is that it? Because it seems like I can't do anything without you reminding me that I belong to you like some piece of property."

"Of course I'm fucking jealous, Lacy!" he said. "He tried to move in on you, when you are married to me." he told her. "And you allowed it, Lace. How else am I supposed to feel? Fuck, I know I fucked up and I understand you wanted time away from me and shit, but to let some other man hang around you and our kids? That shit bothers me. Yeah, I know you didn't sleep with him and I believe you, I really do. It doesn't mean that I don't have a right to get upset when another man was visiting you at the house and shit. I know damn well if the roles were reversed here, I would have been sent away a long time ago."

"First off, he didn't even meet the kids, so where you got the notion that he hangs around them is false. And even if he did, I thought we moved past this." She said, irritated. "You spewed all this bullshit about wanting to move on to be happy but it turns out that you are the one that can't let go. God Phil, if I wanted to be with him, I would have. If I wanted to fuck him, I would have! It seems like every few months you're holding this over my head and I'm tired of it. I screwed up making the decisions I did, and I know that. I don't know how many times I have to say that I'm sorry, but I'm fucking sorry, alright? It took me months to forgive myself and allow myself to let go, but it seems like you haven't forgiven me." she sounded hurt. Really hurt. "Whether you want to admit it or not, a tiny part of you doesn't fully trust me, and you still think that I'm going to leave you. I can't be bothered to try and prove to you that I'm in this for the long run anymore, so you either believe me or you don't."