Misconceptions [Shawn Michaels]

Chapter 15

The After Effects.

*Sisilia's POV*

Nate, Michaels and myself were now sat in the living area of what we came to know as Michael's hotel room.

Michaels sat on the single couch with one leg proped on the arm rest while I laid my head on Nate's lap on the long couch.

There were very few conversations as we all had massive headaches and waited for our room service to arrive.

"Can someone please tell me how we ended up here?" Nate asked groggily as he rubbed his temples.

"Isn't it obvious? We're wasted genius," Michaels cockily replied.

"I don't think that's what he meant smart ass," I spat squinting my eyes at him since he sat across from us.

"Well I honestly can't remember shit," He sighed.

I can't believe I got myself in this situation. If Jeff knew about this, he'd be so disappointed.

I closed my eyes and shook my head. "I knew I shouldn't have trusted you."

Michaels scoffed. "Says the one who laughed in my face and said she didn't."

"Guys calm down," Nate pitched in.

I now sat up and looked at him. "No Nate, for all we know, he probably drugged us," I pointed to Michaels.

"Are you fuckin' kidding me?!" Michaels exclaimed as he stood up and stared at me. I followed suit.

"Why? Are you guilty?" I pushed earning a look of pure disgust from Michaels.

"Why in fucks name would I do that?!"

I shrugged. "Oh I don't know, maybe to probably cut us open and ship our organs off to fuckin' Russia!" I yelled.

"What?!" Michaels shouted in disbelief. "You're fuckin' insane!"

"Damn right I am motherfucker!" I heaved as we both glared at each other deathly.

"Okay, stop it!" Nate now stood and held his palms out.  "What we need to do right now, is clear our heads. We won't remember shit if we're fiery."

I shook my head vigorously. "You don't get it Nate. Last night we put our lives in the hands of someone who has a reputation of being like this all the time and not giving a fuck about the outcome," I looked my brother dead in the eyes. "Isn't that saying something to you?"

Nate looked over to Michaels, who just stood there outraged with arms now crossed over his chest, and then looked back to me. "But we're still alive and well aren't we?"

I blinked several times and just had to take a step back. I couldn't believe what I just heard. It felt like a slap to the face.

Nathan...

"So you're siding with Michael?" I asked in disbelief.

"No sis..." Nate trailed as he ran a hand through his hair and sighed. "Michael isn't a bad gu-"

"Oh waw," I stated cutting Nate off and walking towards Michaels. "You brainwashed my brother."