Misconceptions [Shawn Michaels]

Chapter 60

Getting Personal.

*Shawn's POV*
(One Week Later at RAW)

"You're really into this girl, aren't you?" Paul questioned with an amused look etched on his face as he looked between me and the gold necklace hanging from my hand.

"It's the least I can do for her. You know this," I said looking at him from where he stood; leaning on the wall.

He nods with a knowing frown and raised eyebrows before walking over and plopping himself next to me on the couch.

"I know, I know. I just didn't know you were ready to move on so quickly. I mean... you were in pretty deep with Sunny and with wanting to live together and start a family. And wasn't it just a couple weeks ago you two were in the janitor's closet fu-"

"It's not like that anymore!" I suddenly yelled squeezing the necklace into my palm immediately feeling my blood boil with all the memories briefly flooding through my brain.

Paul jumped back in surrender before raising his hands up mid air. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I take it back!"

Closing my eyes and shaking my head before going back to a relaxed state, I leaned back on the couch and tucked the necklace back into my jacket pocket.

"Sisilia makes me feel grounded, Paul. Like... there's hope for me to start my life over fresh and clean. I never felt like that with Sunny. I was in love with Sunny, yes, but that was because she matched my bad habits; sex, drugs, alcohol, fuckin' shit up and not caring. Sisilia is a fuckin' goddest in front of her and I think it's time that I show her exactly what she means to me just like she does for me," I explained with a small smile forming on my face after my last sentence before placing my hand over my pocket with the necklace I planned on giving Sisilia later on.

"And what about Sunny?" Paul then asked to which I immediately scowled at.

"What about her?"

"I just think that since you're so serious about Sisilia, that you should end things with Sunny for good," Paul further explained giving me a look that emphasised exactly what he meant by 'things.'

Sex.

"You think I should talk to her?" I asked pondering the thought.

"I think it's what's best... just so there isn't drama," Paul answered with a nod and just then, as if on cue, a distressed looking Chyna bolted through the door of my locker room.

"Sisilia is choking out Sunny! There's no one around! You need to come quick!"

Immediately Paul and I stood up without a word and quickly tailed behind Chyna down a few corridors where we then stopped outside the women's locker room.

Chyna made her way back inside and as she pushed open the doors, loud screaming was heard.

"HELP! GET THIS CRAZY BITCH OFF OF ME!"

"NOT IF I FUCKIN' KILL YOUR WHORING ASS FIRST!"

"Looks like that talk with Sunny needed to come sooner rather than later, huh Shawn?" Paul cockily remarked to which I just ignored and rushed inside the locker room.

"Holy..." I trailed speechlessly stopping in my tracks and watching in shock at the scene unfolding in front of me.

Sisilia was straddling Sunny on the floor whilst literally choking her out and banging her head viciously on the concrete floor.

Chyna tried pulling Sisilia off of Sunny, but ended up getting a devious elbow in the stomach causing her to stumble back.

"Well don't just stand there, do something!" Chyna yelled looking across to me.