Misconceptions [Shawn Michaels]

Chapter 34

Extra Ticket.

*Sisilia's POV*

"Well what is it baby?" Mom asked after the room fell into silence once again.

I sighed and looked down to my plate. "I'm thinking of retiring from wrestling."

Silence.

"But it's only been a year, what happened?" Nate asked confused yet concerned.

There was a lump forming in my throat as I thought about what I was going to say.

It hurts and pains dearly to know that the one thing you love doing the most in the whole wide world is coming to an end and there's nothing you can do about it at all.

Don't even start.

Tears are not going to solve anything. They never do.

Suck it up Osborne!

"Baby?" Mom called bringing me out of my thoughts and feels.

I took a deep breath and began explaining.

"When I was at the doctor last week, he told me that I'm not recovering well and that it's going to take me more time; years instead of months, so the best thing for me to do is temporarily retire and look for something else to do," I paused standing up just so I can pace back and forth before continuing. "I've confided in different trainers, all top class, and they all said the same thing, so now I know for sure that my dream is crushed; 'Scarlet' is crushed and there's nothing I can do."

Mom looked at me sympathetically before attempting to console me. "Baby don't say that, there's probably another wa-"

"There is no other way mom!" I shouted cutting mom off as I stopped pacing. "This is it for me," I spoke in a much more quieter voice now leaning against against the counter.

Nate drew back his chair and stood up. He then began approaching me, still without a word.

"C'mere," He stretched out his arms now standing in front of me.

He always did this.

Whenever I was caught up into a serious problem that wasn't within my reach to fix, he would just listen to me venting out my emotions since that was all I could've ever do, then he would just hug me without even a comforting word or any words at all.

It would just be him embracing me into a tight hug for how ever long I cried for.

It was as if the action was a way of him taking away all of my problems as I cried it out onto him.

I didn't understand why he did it, but it did indeed always make me feel better.

My eyes welded up with tears and my throat burned until I couldn't take it anymore and launched myself into him.

He wrapped his arms around me and caressed my hair as I clung onto his t-shirt and began bawling my eyes out onto his chest.

Seconds later, I heard mom leaving the kitchen probably because Nate either gave her 'the look' or mouthed for her to leave. Either way, she always understood and left us to have our wordless bonding moment.

*
It was now Friday, the afternoon after, and I was currently packing away some things for my dreadful trip to Canada.

Dreadful, because I still had to talk to Vince.

I planned on leaving tonight so I can have enough time to settle in and then have all day tomorrow to explore.

"Sis?" Nate's voice called followed by a knock on my bedroom door.

"Come in!" I shouted. Nate walked in and looked a bit stressed.

I zipped up my suitcase and walked over to him. "What's wrong?"

"I can't go with you tonight," He stated and I immediately frowned.

"Why not?" I whined.

"Because Jared's an asshole," He snapped. "He told off a critic. Now I gotta stay back and kiss ass so my diner won't close down."

So much for him 'handling things.'

But damn you Jared!

I plopped myself down onto my bed and groaned. "So what the hell am I gonna do with the extra ticket?"

"Take moms?" Nate suggested sitting next to me.

I immediately shook my head. "No freaking way! Not gonna happen!"

Nate began laughing before suggesting something else that made me take into consideration.

"Well Sherry and Jared are off the table because of work so why don't you take the friend that you've been hanging out with, atleast you'll have someone with you going and coming back."

Yeah, but which one?

I nervously laughed and stood up. "Sure."

*
"So which one of you are going with me?" I asked as I scanned my eyes over the six people that sat in front of me dumbfounded.

It was half five in the afternoon and I was over at Julie's. I explained the situation to them and now it was either one of them go with me or I just go alone.

I wasn't really pushing for any company because I already knew once I land, I'll have Jeff to hang with and show me around but at the same time, I didn't want to waste a ticket.

"Well, first off..." John began with sass in his tone. "We didn't even know you wrestle," He pointed to everyone around. "And secondly, this is such a short notice. There's literally only one and a half hour left."

I rolled my eyes and sighed giving back my own sass. "Well, firstly, no one asked what I did and secondly, the feeling's mutral. Now who's up for spending two whole days with yours truly in Canada?"

The six people in front of me, who I've grown to adore just in a short period of time, began bickering amongst themselves whilst I leaned back on the wall picking at my nails.

After a while, the bickering calmed down and there was now silence to which I rose my head up to.

I quirked a brow when Robert stood up and began walking towards me adjusting his glasses.

"I'll go with you."

*
A/N- How's it going so far?