Misconceptions [Shawn Michaels]

Chapter 26

Send Offs.

*Sisilia's POV*

"Heyy!" I sing-songed walking towards Jeff with a broad smile.

It's been about two days since the bar brawl and thanks to Sherry and her witty ways with the cops, the whole scene had been forgotten.

Currently, I was at the airport alone to meet and basically send off Jeff, Matt, Amy and Trish to LA for the live shows next week. Nate, Jared and Sherry couldn't make it because of work, sadly.

"You're here!" Jeff turned to me smiling back stretching his arms out.

"It's the least I can do," I wrapped my arms around him into a hug. His chin rested on top of my head while he rubbed my back.

I broke the hug and looked around. "Where's Matt and the girls?"

"The girls are in the washroom and Matt...well, he's somewhere around," Jeff said which I chuckled to.

"So how long do you have again?" I asked twirling a blue strand of his rainbow hair around my finger.

"Hmm..." He hummed checking his watch. "More than a half an hour."

I retracted my hand and squinted my eyes. "Then why're you here so early?"

"The girls insisted that we got here before time. Something about all superstars and divas are seated on one plane so we all reach our destination the same time," He informed shrugging his shoulders.

All superstars?

I bit my bottom lip nervously. "Oh..."

"Everything alright?" Jeff asked looking down at me.

"Of course," I nodded. "Hey, wanna grab some grub?"

"Sure."

*
"I'll have the double cheese burger with fries, onion rings, a biscuit and a large pepsi, please," I told the waitress as she scribbled away on her notepad. "And also plenty of dipping sauce please."

"You sure everything's fine?" Jeff asked staring at me doubtfully.

"I shrugged. "Why?"

"Because you only eat so much when you're stressed about something."

And as if right on cue, I saw my "stress" walking across the street with two duffle in hand.

Michaels.

I bit down on the insides of my cheeks fighting an internal battle with myself as I watched him bent the corner and disappear.

Surely he's heading to the airport.

"Sisi?" Jeff's voice pulled me out of my thoughts.

"Hmm?" I hummed gazing at him. He looked at me questioningly.

Shit.

Was he saying something? Did he ask something?

I didn't hear.

"Umm..." I trailed nervously looking around. "Yeah, sure, that sounds great. You should definitely do that," I smiled sheepishly.

"Wha-I didn't say anythin-"

"I gotta go take a tinkle break," I stood up cutting off Jeff. "I'll be right back," I went over to him and placed a kiss on his cheek.

He huffed in annoyance. "Yeah, I'll have your food boxed up."