Misconceptions [Shawn Michaels]

Chapter 3

The Reveal.

*Sisilia's POV*

BEEP BEEP BEEP

I groaned in annoyance as I heard the alarm tone of hell going off signaling it was half five in the morning and that I needed to get up.

I rolled over onto my back and stretched my arms and legs out.

"Shut it off..." a groggy voice complained beside me making my heart drop to my stomach. I jumped straight out of bed and looked at the figure terrified.

The figure was all wrapped up head to toe with my blanket and was currently tossing and turning.

I was contemplating what I should do until I saw a strand of purple hair peaking through the blanket.

Don't tell me it's...

I yanked away the blanket revealing the figure and it was indeed who I thought it was.

"Jeff! What the hell are you doing in my bed?!" I yelled and threw the now balled up blanket at him. He groaned.

"Would you please shut that thing off!" He pleaded before stretching and sitting up.

I switched off the alarm clock and repeated my question.

"What are you doing here? And how did you even get in my room?"

"Well..." he yawned. "To answer question number one, I didn't have anywhere else to go since Matt sort of entirely took up our room for a private meeting, if you know what I mean," he paused with a smirk which made me scrunch my face up in disgust.

"And as for question number two, I simply told the security downstairs that there's a work emergency and I needed to get in your room because you weren't answering my calls and he came up and unlocked it," he finished blatantly.

"Are you serious?" I replied flabergasted.

I didn't know you could do that.

"Dead," he replied blanky. "Now if you don't mind, I'd like to go back to sleep now," he then threw the blanket over his body and attempted to fall back asleep. I let out an annoyed huff.

If he was anyone else, I would've thrown him out but because of the small history and friendship we have, I'll just let this one slide.

I made my way over to his side of the bed and tucked him in slightly before sitting next to him.

"I'm going to freshen up and see about getting us some breakfast, by then I expect you to get your pretty ass up and drive me back to the stadium so I can see about my car okay," I said with a hint of authority in my voice so he'll know that I wasn't playing.

"Yes ma'am," he answered in a baby voice which made me roll my eyes and smile.

He's such a child.

"Good," I said as I moved a piece of hair away from his face before standing up and heading to the bathroom.

And here I thought I was the female in this friendship.

*
I opened the door to my hotel room with a tray of food in my hand and entered the living room.

I placed the tray onto the dining table and looked around.

If he's still in bed, I'm going to throw him out the window.

I walked towards the bedroom and busted through the door ready to go berserk but there was no Jeff in sight.

"Jeff?" I called but I got no reply.

I decided to head to the bathroom and knock on the door, just in case he was in there.

"Jeff?" I called again.

"Sisi?" Jeff called from out in the living room. I immediately went to him.

"Hey, I was just looking for you," I admit.

"Yeah? I went to check on Matt. Sorry if I gave you a scare," he said and walked over to the dining table.

"Scare?" I scoffed. "Boy, I came in here prepared to give you a can of whoop ass if you were still sleeping," I joked which caused him to laugh.

I then followed suit and sat at the dining table where we began having breakfast and discussing our plans for today.

*
"What'd you mean you can't do anything about it?!" I slammed my palms down hard onto the table out of anger. "That's my car you're talking about!"

"I'm very sorry but that's the quality of our camera," the security said sympathetically.

"Then fucking get new cameras!" I fumed.

"Can we at least get the tape?" Jeff  intervened as he placed a hand on my shoulder to calm me down.

"You can get a copy," the security said which made both me and Jeff look at each other.

"We'll take it," we both said in unison.

*
"So what do you expect me to do with this?" Mr. McMahon questioned holding the disk in his hand.

"Anything. Please sir, I just really need your help," I begged.

"Are you positive it's one of the divas?" he asked hesitantly.

"Yes! One thousand percent!" I exclaimed.

To be honest I really didn't have a clue but I couldn't let him know that.

"Alright," he sighed. "I just hope I won't be wasting my time with this," he looked up at me with raised eyebrows.

*
Later that day, I received the disk back from Mr. McMahon and Jeff and I were currently back at our hotel ready to watch it.

My heart was beating out of control as Jeff inserted the disk into the DVD player.

He looked back at me and crossed his fingers before pressing play.

The video started and we had to fast forward a lot before we came to the part with my car.

The screen then started to zoom up by itself indicating that this is where the editing happened and soon I was going to find out the culprit.

Suddenly there were three figures on the screen and they were surrounding my car.

They then took out what looked like sledge hammers and started bashing my car.

I knew it was sledge hammers.

The screen zoomed up even more focusing on the heads of the culprits. Then finally it made a read and paused.

I gaped widely as I couldn't believe my eyes and what I was seeing.

I knew that the divas didn't like me but this was just going too far.

Sable, Jacqueline and Ivory stood before my eyes on the television screen as they were the cold blooded culprits.

"I can't believe it!" I said astonished. "I thought we settled our problems in the ring. I would never do this to anyone no matter how much I may dislike them and the funny thing is, is that this isn't even scripted because Vince didn't even have a clue about this."

Jeff shook his head in disappointment while looking down.

"So what are you going to do? I mean if they can go as far as wrecking your car because you won them in a few matches, what's going to happen when Vince decide to make you champion? Which eventually will happen. Am I going to have to mop away your blood?" Jeff rambled obviously worried for me.

"I don't know, I've only been here for nearly a year and I really don't want to mess anything up to ruin my career, but if this is the road they wanna go down then I'm done with being nice. It's time to get even."

*
A/N

Sorry if this chapter seemed rushed but I didn't want this book to seem like a drag.