Unexpected ➵ Hayes Grier

Chapter 15*

Heleyna's POV

I wake up to the sound of singing next door. It sounded like Shawn. It can't be though, all of the guys are supposed to be at the event.

You tell me you were happier with him

But you want me to stay

And you tell me that you needed time

But you

You pushed me away

And when you try to take me back

My heavy heart just breaks

No I can't lift the weight

All of a sudden he stops And I hear a crash. I jump out of bed and rush to Shawn's room. I slowly open the door and see the room all trashed up. Tables overturned, things broken, bed sheets ripped apart. I walk in and fine Shawn on his bed holding his head in his hands. I then see his guitar broken on the side of him.

"Shawn, what the hell happened?" I asked. He didn't move. "Why aren't you at the event?" He still doesn't move. "Shawn please say something, move, look up, anything." I say. At this point I was worried. I walk over and sit down next to him. "Shawn.... "

He slowly looks up. His eyes puffy, tear stains on his cheeks, his face red full of anger. "What were you doing?" I ask. He looks back down. "Writing a song." He replies. I look down. "Is this about Mikayla?" I ask. He slowly nods his head taking a deep breath. I then see a tear fall on the ground, he is crying.

"I know you miss Mikayla, I do too. I used to cry all the time knowing that she won't come back. But we have to stay strong, we can't just cry anymore, you need to stop." I say with no facial expression.

"I don't know if I can." He says with his voice cracking a little. He looks at me. I reach out and hold his hand. "Mikayla would want you to move on and not cry for her." I say wiping his tears. He looks at his feet and nods. "Ya, she would."

I start rubbing his arm until I accidentally lifted up his sleeve and saw a red mark. Not just any red mark. A cut. Shawn has been cutting. "SHAWN, WHAT THE HELL IS THIS?"I yell.

"Heleyna, please don't start. Ok, I cut, but it's not like you haven't been, so don't go blaming me for something that you do to." He snaps at me. I look down, he's right, I can't blame him in something that I've done too.

I get up and walk to his bathroom. I the door and turn around and see blood and razors everywhere. I cover my mouth and slide my back against the door. I then start crying. Why? Why him? Shawn would never do this. I look at the blood. It's every where. In the counter, the mirror, the door, on the floor, but..... mostly in the sink.

I collapse on the floor and start crying. Shawn can't do this to himself. It's all my fault. I then cry to the point where I doze off.

*4 hours later*

I slowly open my eyes hoping that it was a dream. That I would wake up in my bed with someone jumping on it to wake me up. Where once I wake up, something fun is already planned out.

I open my eyes and see the blood and the razors. It wasn't a dream. I feel a tear blurring my vision, then slide down my cheek. I can't believe this is happening.

"SHAWN WHERE THE HELL IS SHE?" I hear someone yell.

"SHE IS IN THE BATHROOM, PROBABLY CRYING!" Shawn yells.

I then see the door swing open. I look up and find Hayes with puffy eyes. He runs and hugs me. "Oh my god Heleyna I was worried, you weren't answering your phone and I couldn't find you anywhere. I thought something happened to you, I thought I broke my promise agai-"