Misconceptions [Shawn Michaels]

Chapter 24

Bar Brawl [Final Part]

*Sisilia's POV*

In the distance there was the sound of sirens indicating that the cops were on their way and possibly around the corner drawing close to the bar. Faintly there were flashing red and blue lights.

I turned around to face Michaels who was just unbelievably silent the entire night. "You need to take your gang and leave."

"Sisi..." Jeff called holding his neck as he walked up to my side where Nate stood. "Are you sure this is what you want to do?"

I turned my attention to Jeff. "Yes, and after this, after tonight, I don't want to hear anything about this," I said strictly glancing over to Nate, really making the statement more towards him.

Knowingly, he clenched his jaw silently fuming.

The sirens became louder and the lights began to flash brighter. We had little under a minute to get out of here before the cops bolted in the front doors.

The crowd started to clear up as if the same thing ran through their minds. They really didn't want to be involved.

Tough crowd.

I returned my attention to Michaels who now had his gang behind him. Kevin and Scott held a very weary Sean up on his feet while Hunter stood beside Michaels rubbing the ball of his left shoulder.

"Go now, before it's too late," I said softly as I placed a hand on his chest, gently but forcefully, pushing him back.

Michaels looked down at me gazing into my eyes with an unreadable emotion hidden in his ocean blue orbs.

The same unreadable emotion he looked at me with when I told him about how low his motives was moments ago.

I couldn't help but unconsciously gaze back almost getting lost.

His eyes were just dangerously hypnotic and it's the little things like this that really shakes me to my core scared rather than the threats and vicious actions.

Crazy right?

His eyes then darted away to my brother and Jeff before giving them a small or maybe half a nod before turning around to leave out back.

I cleared my throat as I jumped back to reality. "We should go out the same way too," I turned to Jeff and Nate. "Just to avoid any questions."

Matt, Jared and the girls came forth and we all came to a agreement on how we were going to leave in terms of getting our cars from out front and bypassing any cops and/or potential paparazzi.

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Sherry leaded the way since she knew a shortcut to the back of the bar.

"Alright guys..." Matt spoke up. "Me and Jared we'll see how we can sneak out front and get our cars. You guys get in position."

We all simply nodded as we walked through the alley hiding in the shadows avoiding any lights that can sell us out.

"Good luck," Sherry whispered but loud enough so the two guys could hear while they ran off to the front. Jared turned around and stuck his thumbs out with a smiled.

We were almost out of the alley ready to hide behind a dumpster where we would await the boys and our cars, when suddenly hands came over my mouth and stomach pulling me back to a connected alleyway.

No one noticed this since I was the last one behind.

How ironically convenient.

I was pushed gently against the wall with a hand on my lower back cushioning me from the impact but my mouth was still covered.

I fought frantically trying my best to push away the dark figure in front of me but failed miserably.

"Hey.... Hey..." The figure spoke in a hushed tone as he struggled against me. "It's me..." He then leaned his body onto mines where the dull streetlight revealed the overly familiar face.

Of course it's always you, Michaels.

My panicky breaths slowed as relief washed over me thanking the heavens that I wasn't going to die by some lunatic.

I tried to speak but Michaels kept his hand over my mouth. I looked at him questioningly and confused.

"I'm sorry..." He huffed out looking away from me and down the never ending dark alleyway.

I narrowed my brows as I remained silent.

"I'm sorry..." He repeated but this time looking deeply into my eyes, once again with the same unreadable expression.

"I just... I just couldn't leave without telling you this. I don't know why I do the things I do but it's not who I really am and I don't expect you to believe me but... I'm sorry. I'm sorry for everything I've done to you and put you through. Hell, I'm sorry for even taking an interest in you when I first saw you back at Vince's. You're too good for me, and I hate that I will never in this lifetime be involved with someone as good as you, but that's besides the point. Also, thank you for letting me off the hook tonight. I promise that I'll never bother you again."

I stared at him speechless.

He definitely was telling the truth. His words were genuine and I just had a gut feeling. This was his soft side; His hidden side.

"Sisilia!" Nate and Jeff's strong voices boomed loudly throughout the alleyways.

"I'll see you around..." Michaels trailed sheepishly with a small frown before letting go of me and stepping back into the shadows.

I kept my stare on Michaels as I desperately fought with myself on what I should say to him. There was so much but so little time.

"Sisilia!"

I silently groaned in defeat as I once again heard my brother and best friend's voice.

I turned on my heels ready to take my first step when Michaels reached out and grabbed hold of my wrist pulling me towards him.

I gasped as I felt his lips hit the very corner of mines.

His lips lingered for a moment before the soft hairs of his beard brushed against my cheek as he turned his head away.

It's these little things...

He then released my wrist that he held to his chest still not looking at me.

"Go, before they worry," He said firmly before walking away leaving me no choice but to do the same.

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A/N- Early update since I won't have time to do so tomorrow.

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