Misconceptions [Shawn Michaels]

Chapter 38

Back On The Road.

*Sisilia's POV*

I exited Vince's office grinning like a clown and feeling just straight up, on top of the freaking world.

-Flashback-

"Well, there's no further comments. You may leave now and return tomorrow. By then, I'll have a brand new script ready and someone for you to manage," Vince spoke sternly but there was something in his voice that made him sound unsure of the decision.

"Does this mean that I'll be working again?" I asked; my own voice sounding unsure but it also held a bit of hope behind it.

Vince sighed heavily running a frustrating hand down his face. "I know we're making decisions on the spot here, but again, I can't let you go, especially for so long; three years. So if this is the only way that I can have you here, then yes, you will resume working here as of tomorrow. Just, whenever you've got the time, send me copies of your medical reports so I can file it."

I jumped of my chair elated and ecstatic as ever, bouncing up and down with tiny squeals escaping through my mouth. "Oh my God! Oh my God!"

Vince rocked back into his seat and plastered on a wide grin, genuinely happy to see my reaction.

I just got my job back.

Well...

Not exactly my job where I wrestle...

But I got a job nonetheless where I can be on the road again.

My God...

I can't believe I was stressing so much over this when I should've just came to the old geezer.

I then calmed down and smiled to myself shaking my head. "I'll take your leave now Sir."

Vince nodded towards me with a smile. "I'll see you tomorrow Miss Osborne."

-Present-

"You don't even know who the fuck I am four eyes, so back the hell up!" Jeff shouted venomously which caused me to immediately drop my smile and head over to where all the shouting came from.

"I'm just trying to help you!" Robert retorted.

"What the hell is going on here?!" I interjected the argument and somewhat startling the two men.

"Your little fuckin' nerd friend here thinks it's nice telling people how to live their fuckin' lives," Jeff spat fuming with rage.

I looked over at Robert and he held the same expression as Jeff. "It's what I do asshole! I'm a THERAPIST!"

Jeff then completely snapped and launched himself at Robert, grabbing him by the collar and tackling him onto the floor with multiple right hand punches.

"Jeff!" I gasped as I now launch myself on top Jeff's back trying to pull him away from Robert. "Jeff! Get off!"

If it was anyone else on that floor with Jeff, I would've been fine, it could've even been Nate and I would be okay because I know he could take the lash, but this was Robert, and one of Jeff's punches, if used with full force, could in fact knock Robert out completely, and that's what worried me almost to death.

Then suddenly, but very briefly, I was lifted into the air and placed away from the brawl.

I was confused until the familiar back and shinny golden locks came into my view.

"Alright break it up or else Vince is gonna strike you again Hardy," Michaels says calmly as he roughly pulled Jeff up by the shoulders and pushing him away from Robert.

Robert looked like a complete disaster as he layed there on the floor while Jeff looked unscratched and unfazed-obviously- by Robert's punches as he stood behind Michaels.

"God Jeff! What the hell is wrong with you!" I scolded glaring at him before walking over to Robert and kneeling beside him.

His nose was busted and bleeding, his lips were chapped up and his cheeks had bruises on them that were already turning purple.

"I'm so sorry Rob," I apologized feeling completely responsible for this. He just looked at me with teary eyes that weren't from sadness but from rage.

I then straightened his circular glasses that got slanted with all the punches he received from Jeff and helped him up.

"We're going back to the hotel-" I slung Robert's arm over my shoulder and held him firmly around his waist as I looked to Jeff and spoke. "-and I don't want to see or hear from you until you apologi-"

"Apologize?!" Jeff exclaimed stomping up to me and grabbing my free arm a tad bit harsher than I would expect. Robert immediately tensed up and so does Michaels as he stepped forward almost a foot away from behind Jeff. "It was about my mother Sisilia," Jeff said in a small voice with his stare burning deeply into my eyes which I closed knowingly.

Robert. You idiot.

"Only becaus-" Robert started but I quickly cut him off already feeling very frustrated.

"Shut it Robert," I said sternly to which he looked at me surprised at. "We're going back to the hotel," I repeated.

"Yeah?" Jeff scoffed folding his arms. "And how're you gonna do that without me?"

Ah shit.

"I'll take them," Michael pitched in standing tall after all his silence. I squinted my eyes at him.

Jeff turned around and almost bumped chests with Michaels. "No, you won't," He growled lowly.

"Yes, he will," I blurted out surprising myself and everyone else, besides Robert of course.

"He will?" Jeff turned around still shocked. Hell, even I was still shocked but I quickly hid it and nodded.

Micheals plastered on a smug smirk before brushing pass Jeff's shoulder with a bump. "Yes, I will."

Jeff glared at me wordlessly as Michaels approached me and placed a hand on the small of my back. "Let's go."

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