Misconceptions [Shawn Michaels]

Chapter 9

Last Day.

*Sisilia's POV*

"I specifically warned you many times about crossing paths with that guy. Why didn't you just ignore him completely?" Jeff spoke sternly as he drove.

I didn't know where we were going but it was still early in the day, about half two in the afternoon, and I had no plans of going back home just yet; Jeff knew this.

I sighed and dropped my head back onto the backrest and rolled my head to the side facing Jeff.

"You're such a pest," I groaned.

"When it comes to your well-being," Jeff retorted.

"For the ten billionth time; I did not entertain any conversations with him, he was the one who kept pushing," I tiredly explained once again.

Jeff sighed heavily as if finally giving up.

"It's just- Sisi, I know the type of person he is, I know what he gives. He can't be trusted Sisi. Anyone he crosses paths with, he uses them, especially women. Overall, he doesn't give a flying shit about anyone or anything that's why he's always cooped up in Vince's office. It's surprising that Vince hasn't let go of his cocky ass yet."

"Jeff I understand what you're saying, but I don't need this lecture. I'll never put myself with someone like him. Never," I reassured extending my hand out to Jeff, which he took and entwined our fingers together. This was a sign of trust.

"Now, can we just drop the topic of work and just enjoy the day like we planned, please?" I begged and squeezed his hand slightly. He gave a small smile and nodded in response as he continued driving.

*
"Oh my God Matt!" I exclaimed covering my eyes with my hands as Matt stepped out the pool to dry off.

Apparently, Jeff ended up bringing me to a resort where Lita, also known as Amy, and Matt were hanging out.

It's not like we crashed their date or whatever they were having, Matt simply called and invited us over saying that it'll be more fun if they had more people to hang with.

Thankfully, I knew by the end of the day I would be heading to the airport so I had my suitcases in Jeff's trunk which made it easy to throw on a swim wear.

Jeff, however, just rolled up his pant legs and had his feet in the water on both sides of me while sitting outside of the pool.

"Dude, your balls are basically dripping out of your pants. The hell did you get that from, Amy?" Jeff spoke jokingly making me stiffle a laugh.

Matt looked down with wide eyes and immediately covered his heavily printed out bulge with his towel.

I couldn't contain it anymore so I just erupted into a fit of laughter which caused Amy to follow suit and Jeff to chuckle.

"Yeah, laugh all you want but this pants actually belongs to Jeff," Matt rebuked which caused Amy and I to stop laughing and turn our attention to Jeff.

"Sure, maybe when I was five," Jeff rolled his eyes.

"Really?" Matt asked sarcastically. "Dude, I was there the whole time when you bought these just last month. You specifically said that your junk looked hot which is why you chose to buy them."

"I can't believe my ears right now," I began laughing once again still looking up at Jeff who was now basically as red as a tomato.

"Aww, baby Nero is such a bad boy," Amy remarked as she fake pouted but immediately broke out into laughter joining me.

The two brothers continued their bickering until my stomach started growling for food.

I untangled Jeff's feet from around me and got out the pool.

"I'm gonna get something to eat ok," I bent and mumbled into Jeff's ear causing him to nod.

I grabbed a towel and walked over to the car, unlocking it, getting inside and opening the box of pizza.

Shortly after, Amy made her way over and sat in the driver's seat. I offered her some pizza and now we were both eating.

"Why aren't you and Jeff a thing yet?" She suddenly asked out of no where catching me off guard which caused me to slightly choke over my pizza.

"W-What?" I coughed holding my chest.

"C'mon, I see the way you two are; the way you two look at each other and the way you act around each other. You obviously care for each other a lot and you guys do everything together. It's like you're a married couple. Why don't you two just make it official?" She taunted.

"Waw, I'm flattered, really I am, but Jeff and I are nothing more that just really good friends," I spoke honestly.

I never once pictured myself in that way with Jeff. I could never. I mean, Jeff means the whole world to me and I love him for everything he's done for me but I don't think my feelings went that deep in terms of being romantically involved with him.

"That's just sad, you two would be the perfect couple," She pursed her lips and pouted.

"Whatcha ladies talking 'bout?" As if on cue, Jeff and Matt appeared in front of the car.

"Nothing rea-"

"That Jeff and Sisi should come out of the closet and just be official," Amy spoke cutting me off. I snapped my head towards her and glared at her. Jeff laughed and came to my side.

"As much as I would love for that ship to sail, I would never allow it. Our friendship is something I consider rare and golden and I wouldn't want to jeopardize that for a brief moment of romance."

"A brief moment of romance?" I questioned cocking one eyebrow up. "Is that how much fate you have in us if we ever got together?"

Jeff shook his head. "Don't even think about turning this into an argument. You and I both know if we actually got together, someone's gonna end up dead because of our temper."

I thought about it for a moment. "I guess you're right."

"Exactly," Jeff patted my head and smiled.

"Aren't they adorable Matt?" Amy squealed.

"Yeah, yeah," Matt stated boredly.

"You're just a sour puss because your junk isn't as hot as Jeff's," Amy teased causing everyone's jaw to fall open.

Damn! It takes a lot of balls to say something like that to your boyfriend about his brother, but I guess it was harmless since it was their usual behaviour.

Matt and Amy were now the ones bickering as Jeff and I looked on and laughed.

After everything that has transpired today, I'm glad that I still got to have fun like I planned and now I can journey back home without a single worry in the world.