Misconceptions [Shawn Michaels]

Chapter 47

Late Night Talk With The Therapist.

*Sisilia's POV*

Eventually, everyone cleared out from the arena either going back to their hotels to enjoy some peace time or to a bar to release their ever growing stress over brown liquor.

I, however, originally planned on option one but instead, I'm now sitting down in the diner that Michaels and I were the other night, with Robert as comfort and mere protection since it was getting pretty late, dark and lonely all because Jeff was being a major pain in the ass about what happened tonight.

Let's just say, he wasn't the happiest guy after only just finding out after the screwjob of a match that I got my job back and who I was working with.

I always knew to myself that Jeff would overreact especially when hearing that I'm working with Michaels-- considering the burning hatred he has for him-- so that's why I never actually brought myself to break the news to him though I feel really guilty and sorry he had to find out the way he did.

I was bound to be blown away by him sooner or later but I guess I wished too much for it to be later.

I took everything he spat at me, letting him empty his chest, without throwing back a word at him before turning around and walking out the door where I then found Robert now coming back from his adventure and that's what led me up to this moment.

"Do you two always fight?" Robert asked breaking the silence as he sat across from me.

I shook my head with a sigh. "Nope. We never do. If we did, both of us would be dead by now. It's just that I didn't tell him about getting back my job and who I was now working with."

"That guy-- Michaels-- from what I can see, seems to not be a favorite of Jeff's. He noted slightly pushing up the glasses on his nose.

"Nice eyes Sherlock," I said sarcastically before continuing to speak. "But yes. Michaels... just has a character that's just not for everyone, you know? And, well, he does have a small history with Jeff and my brother and let's just say that it's because of what had happened, is why there's so much hatred towards him."

"Hmm..." Robert hummed letting my little story sink in before leaning back into his seat. "And what about your history with him?"

"Who? Michaels?" I scoffed shaking my head. "Why'd you ask?"

Robert shrugged coolly staring at me. "Don't know. Just seems like you're in a limbo when it comes to Michaels despite having your brother and best friend hate on him."

"Excuse me?" I twitched my head to the side squinting my eyes. "Last time I checked, you weren't Oprah and why must I let my brother and Jeff's feelings decide on who I should let into my life?"

"Why are you getting all windy on me?" Robert narrowed his brows still not taking his eyes off of me as he began sitting back up straight and acting as if beyond confused, but this is exactly the type of shit he gets paid for. "All I'm trying to say is-- why willingly stick with a person that you know has a reputation, or character as you like to call it, despite your two most trusted persons deservingly hating on him? Is it because you think it's bad judgement?-- Because you are indeed free to your own opinions-- Or is it because you see something deep down that is different in Michaels that you most believe you can grab on to, if with the right amount of pressure, and make a change?-- Make him change--"

I gulped.

Hard.

Almost swallowing my own tongue.