Misconceptions [Shawn Michaels]

Chapter 42

Paired With A New Script.

*Sisilia's POV*

"Where the hell have you been?!" Jeff shouted as I walked through the door almost sounding like moms. I rolled my eyes and kicked off my shoes. "Do you have any idea what the time is and how worried we were?!"

We?

I immediately shot my head up and saw Robert standing right beside Jeff. I instantly smiled shutting the door and walking over to him.

I brushed past Jeff now standing in the middle of the two before leaning forward and placing a small kiss on Robert's cheek. "I'm sorry. Are you okay?"

At this point, I was completely ignoring Jeff because I knew if I indulged myself into answering all his questions that it would lead into an argument because obviously I'd have to lie because I can't tell him about Michaels and quite frankly, I've had enough of Michaels for one night.

Robert looked confused as his gaze shifted from me to Jeff but only for a split second before nodding wordlessly.

"And did he apologize?" I asked pointing my thumb over my shoulder.

"Sisi, wha-"

"Shh!" I quieted Jeff turning my head to the side where he stood behind me. "Is your name Robert? No, it's not," I sassed turning my gaze back to Robert. "Well, did he?" I repeated to which Robert, once again, only nodded to.

"Great!" I suddenly clapped my hands together with a smile before taking one of Robert's hand in mine and pulling him away. "Let's go to bed. Jeff you can show yourself out."

"Wha--I'm not finished talking with you!" Jeff almost roared behind me as I now opened the bedroom door.

"Well, I am!" I turned and shouted back before yanking Robert in the room with me so I now have a clear view of Jeff. "Push the button on the doorknob before you leave, okay?" I said in a mildly bitter-sweet tone before slamming the door in his face.

"Unbelievable!" I heard Jeff shouted before a loud bang indicating that he had now left.

I sighed heavily almost feeling like I needed to scream and cry. I then removed my jacket and sat slumply onto my side of the bed.

Robert made a tsking sound before coming over and plopping down on his side of the bed. "Are you okay?"

"Peachy," I stated reflecting back to when he said that back in Michael's car. "Will you turn the light off please?" I asked before slipping under the blanket.

"Sure..." He mumbled before getting up and switching off the light.

I huffed out a breath staring blankly at the blacked out ceiling as I let the darkness come forth and engulf me throwing me deeply into a field of bottled up mixed emotions that threatened to spill out.

The bed sunk beside me from Robert's weight as he now sat on the bed pulling up his feet. I turned my back to him as I wanted no further conversations for the remaining night. I only wanted to be left alone with my thoughts.

The bed shifted again causing me to slightly roll back onto a warm chest. I look back despite the fact that I couldn't see a thing.

"Wh-What're you doing?" I whispered barely being audible.

"You're trembling," Robert said making me stop breathing for a moment.

I was?

...

I am.

Suddenly hot liquid began pouring from my eyes and down my cheek soaking the pillow that it rested on.