Misconceptions [Shawn Michaels]

Chapter 32

Hungover Explaination.

*Sisilia's POV*

"Yeah, you got pretty wasted last night to the point where you just passed out in the middle of strip poker," Jenna explained which now caused me to choke on my pancakes.

"W-What?!" I coughed holding down the edges of the dining table for dear life. "Strip poker? Me? Poker? Waw, I definitely believe that I was high."

"I thought it was quite funny because of how much you made it clear the whole night that poker wasn't your game up until John and Jenna started calling you a chicken," Matthew laughed.

"Yeah, next thing you know, you were stripped down to your underwear insisting that there was no need to start a new game; you'll catch up," John continued as he laughed along with Matthew.

"Oh my God..." I sulked feeling extremely ashamed.

How could I act like that around strangers?

Way to go Sisi, way to freakin' go.

"Hey, it's nothing to feel bad about. All of us here did the same kinda shit at some point in our lives and now, all we can do is look back and laugh at it," John consoled coming over and patting my back gently.

"Yeah, sometimes it's good to let loose especially when you're around friends; people that won't ever judge you," Jenna said throwing her arm over my shoulders and into a side hug.

Why do I feel like they're trying to make a statement?

"That's right, you're part of this family now so you gotta get used to doing stupid senseless things," Matthew joked which only made me smile.

Family?

Ah, I think that was the statement.

"That's really nice and all; what you guys are saying, but there's still one question unanswered," I stated playing around with the pancakes on my plate.

"And what's that love?" John asked.

"How did I end up with Robert?"

"Because I carried you up to my room when you passed out," Robert spoke, startling the daylights out of me, while entering the kitchen.

I quirked a brow and narrowed my eyes. "Why didn't you tell me this morning when I had asked you?"

"Because I couldn't remember then," He replied blankly.

"Okay..." I trailed staring at him doubtfully as he went into the fridge. "Then explain why I was missing my bra."

Right as I said that he visibly tensed up.

"It's getting kinda dark in here," Jenna whispered to John to which he nodded in agreement to.

"Guys, I think we'll head out for the while; go see what Sarah and Julie are doing down at the garage," John announced leaving with Jenna and Matthew behind him.

"Well..." I pushed eager to find out what happened last night.

I knew that the cherry hadn't been popped; which was my main concern, but still the question was unanswered and I just needed to know.

"Robert?" I questioned as he just stood still facing the fridge. I sighed in annoyance and jumped down from my stool walking up behind him.

I placed my hand on his shoulder turning him around to face me.

"What happened between us last night? Did we kiss? Made out? Cuddled naked? What happened Robert?"

"I just didn't want you to think of me differently this morning; that I took advantage of you like some pervert freak," He pouted his lips while speaking.

Honestly, he was like a child, which is weird considering the situation that we're in right now.

Wouldn't want to be sleeping with a child now wouldn't we Sisilia?

God dammit! Focus you twat!

"Gosh Robert, no, why would I even think that?" I spoke holding onto his arms and lightly shaking them. "All I wanted this morning was answers."

He sighed and walked away from me but only to sit on a stool.

"Last night..." He bit his lip nervously as he began. "Last night when you passed out, I took you up to my room because I figured that you'd be comfortable in a bed rather than a hard couc-"

"Why couldn't I sleep with someone else?" I suddenly asked to which I immediately regretted as I saw a hurt expression crossed his face for a brief moment. "Just asking," I quickly added.

"Because Matthew and John sleep on a double bunker as well as Julie and Sarah and Jenna sleeps on a single bunker in her own room because no one can't stand her constant smoking habits 24/7. I'm the only one with an actual bed because I'm the only one here with a decent job," Robert explained sounding almost agitated at the end.

Bit snappy there are we?

I nodded not wanting to press any more bottons. "Carry on."

He sighed once again opening his beer. "I carried you to my room and laid you on my bed then left you there to go back downstairs. Next thing you know, when I came back, ready to go to sleep because I'm drunk like a fish, you jumped on top me. Obviously, me being a man that have needs and also being very drunk, I let things get out of hand until you took your bra off and I had to throw you off me while I still had my self control. Fortunately, you passed out again, and I just decided to leave it like that until...well now, where I can now tell you what happened."

Jesus fuckin' Christ Sisilia!

Really?

"Gee, I honestly don't know what to say. It's not like me to do something like that. I'm really sorry," I apologized looking down to my feet.

I feel like such an ass.

"It's fine, besides, I'm the one who encouraged it when I should've stopped it immediately, so I'm sorry," He also apologized before taking a swing at his beer.

"No, don't apologize, maybe I should just leave," I stated and began heading out of the kitchen.

"No, wait!" Robert yelled jumping off the stool and reaching out for my arm. I looked at him questioningly before he started speaking again.

"You don't have to go. We can just throw last night's events behind us and move on...o-only if you'd like that of course..." He sounded nervous at the last part.

I smiled up at him and nodded. "That sounds good."

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A/N- Gah, I'm 50/50 on this one. I don't know if I like it or not.

Thoughts?