Misconceptions [Shawn Michaels]

Chapter 8

Annoying Gum Smacker.

*Sisilia's POV*

"What could Vince possibly want from my soul now?" I questioned frustratingly as Jeff pulled up in the parking lot to Vince's building.

"I'll wait down here. Call me if it's anything," Jeff turned to me and said while shutting off the engine. I nodded and got out.

*
I made my way down the never ending hallway to get to Vince's office. Once I was there, I knocked several times onto his door.

"Who is it?!" Vince's angrily boomed on the other side of the door.

I sighed heavily knowing that this meeting might not go well.

"It's Osborne," I replied in a small voice.

I hated when Vince was angry. He's like a walking ticking time bomb ready to go off any moment even at the slightest things. He's unpredictable which means everyone had to watch their asses.

"Come in!"

I hesitantly opened the door not knowing what wrath I might be faced with and immediately my eyes landed on the reason for Vince being so pissed.

Why am I not surprised.

"Is this a bad time? I can always come ba-"

"Sit down Osborne!" Vince harshly cut me off. I immediately scrambled and grabbed a seat.

Vince sighed as he began massaging his temples.

"Osborne, I called you here because I think since you're relatively new to this business and already have so many fans and followers, that it would be best for you to make a departure video to them since you won't be here for the live shows," Vince informed.

Oh?

"Sure, bu-"

"Great!" He excitedly clapped his hands together, cutting me off again, before picking up his phone and dialing someone.

"Psst..." The noisy gum chewer beside me called trying to get my attention, but I knew better than to get myself involved with that kind.

"Psst!" I rolled my eyes and then felt my chair jerk.

"What?!" I whispered harshly as I snapped my head towards the culprit.

"Hey," He waved at me chewing his gum ever so loudly with a wide goofy grin plastered onto his face.

I once again rolled my eyes and turned my attention back to Vince, who was now talking on the phone.

I felt my chair jerk forward again and I had to clench my jaw together tightly to stop myself from going off on the bastard.

He continued to kick my chair purposely knowing that it was silently pissing me off until Vince spoke. I quickly changed my face and plastered on a fake smile.

"Alright Osborne, you'll go down to the fourth floor and from there, you'll be told what to do," Vince informed with a smile. I nodded and stood.

"I'll take your leave now."

I began walking towards the door when Vince began shouting again.

"Where the hell do you think you're going? I'm not finished with you!"

Was he talking to me? I thought I could leave.

I turned around confused and went smack dab face first into a bare chest.

I scrunched my nose and held my forehead before looking up and meeting a pair of sparkling blue eyes together with a devilish smirk.

"I wasn't referring to you Osborne, I was talking to the numbskull in front of you," Vince sighed.

"Oh drop it VinMan, it was a one time thing. Now if you'd excuse me, I'd like to walk the pretty lady out."

"Not necessary," I said blankly before opening the door and going out.

There was no way I was going to entertain such company. I saw and heard too much to know that people like him are just trouble.

Vince continued his yelling but this time I ignored it. I walked down the hallway and made my way over to the elevator, once again, awaiting the doors to open.

*
"So, you just sit here, look directly into the camera and read off of the white board behind there, ok?" A tall blond haired man instructed. I nodded and complied.

After a few minutes, we were finished shooting the video and I finally got to leave.

*
There were only about eight more footsteps left before I could make it to the outside but unfortunately, I crossed paths once again with the annoying gum smacker from before.

"I finally placed who you are."

I rolled my eyes and replied sarcastically. "Really?"

"Yeah, yeah! You got those hot chicks suspended!" He beamed referring to Sable and Ivory.

I guess I did fail to mention this minor but very crucial detail. They did indeed get suspended; immediately after the show. I didn't know for how long but I got this information over the phone with Vince while I was hospitalised and honestly I couldn't help but be thrilled.

"No, they got themselves suspended," I stated becoming annoyed.

"Damn, it's such a sha-"

"Look pal, I don't have time for these small talks. I have somewhere I need to be, so if you don't mind..." I walked past him and went for the glass door but he quickly jumped in front of me blocking my way.

Can he not leave me the hell alone?!

He tugged on the collar of his black leather jacket and plastered on his infamous smirk. I looked at him questioningly.

"I heard you're heading to the airport which is where I'm also heading. Wanna ride together?" He blatantly asked which made me almost laugh out loud.

Is he being for real right now or is he high?

"Nah, it's fine. Thanks for the offer though," I push past him and headed out the door.

I made my way over to Jeff who was intently looking on as he leaned against the hood of his car and just as I was about to greet him, he immediately rushed me and spoke first.

"Would you mind telling me what business Shawn Michaels had with you?"