Leave My Heart Out Of This // Shawn Mendes and Hayes Grier

Chapter 12

~Cara's POV~

I woke up on Shawn's couch, with my body turned inwards, as well as his, so my face was looking at his chest. His bare chest with his sculpted abs.

WAIT.

WHEN THE FUCK DID SHAWN GET ABS. SWEET SASSY MOLASSEY.

Our legs were intertwined and Shawn's left hands was tangled in my hair, his right one on my lower back, holding us close together.

I took my left hand and gently rubbed my thumb across his abs, tracing the outline of each of them.

He yawned, quite loudly.

"Oh, sorry." I quickly pulled my hand away and turned over, so we were practically spooning, his arm now around my waist.

"It's okay, I liked it." He kisses my cheek, "Good morning, Princess." He said while standing up and grabbing his shirt, putting it back on.

Nooooo, bring the abs back out.

He walked back over to the couch and sat down next to me, I was now sitting up.

"Do you wanna talk about what happened last night?"

Oh my god.

I completely forgot about last night. My mom, my dad. Oh my God.

I quickly stood up. "Shawn, we have to go back. I need to see if she's okay, we need to go right now Shawn. He could have h-"

"Get your shoes on, we're going."

I quickly slipped on my shoes and we headed out the door into Shawn's car.

He sped to my house while I placed my head in my hands, I had a headache from all the stress, all the worry about my mom.

"Hey, it's gonna be alright." Shawn said while taking my left hand in his right, and intertwining them.

It reminded me of Jack. Oh shit! I totally forgot to call Jack after what happened Saturday night.

Wait nevermind. Jack is the least of my worries right now. I need to focus on my mom.

When we got to my driveway I sprinted out of the car. I swung the door open and ran into the house.

"MOM?!" I screamed. "MOM ARE YOU HERE?! MOM?!"

"In the kitchen!" A familiar voice shouted back. I slowly made my way to the kitchen, and sure enough my mom was there, cooking eggs on the stove. I ran to her and pulled her into my arms.

"Mom I'm so glad your okay, I thought he hurt you or worse I thought he-"

"You thought he what?" A male voice said. I let go of my mom and turned around, it was him.

"What? What are y-"

"He's my husband, Cara. Why wouldn't he be here?" My mother asked, waking over to him and kissing him on the lips.

My heart stopped.

I could feel the tears brimming in my eyes, and the first one rolling down my cheek.

"Mom, how could you do this?"

"Cara, he's your father. Give the man a chance." My mother said coming over to me.

"I need to go take a shit." My father said, walking away like nothing was going on.

Once he closed the door to the bathroom my mother pulled me close to her. She hugged me so tightly.

"Baby I missed you. I'm so sorry im acting like this. He said if I didn't he would hurt you. I couldn't risk it. Listen Cara, you need to stay with Shawn. I called Karen and talked to her about it while Scott was pasted out last night after drinking a few to many, she said it was fine. I already packed all your stuff up. It's in the garage. Go get it."

The toilet flushed.

"I love you, Cara. Never forget that. I'll be back as soon as I can. I love you, so much." She hugged me one last time.

He came out of the bathroom and looked at me, "What are you still doing here you little bitch?"

"I told her to leave, I don't know why she's still here." My mother said. I knew she didn't mean it, and she was only protecting me, so I turned to him and said, "I was just leaving."

I turned back to my mother, "Goodbye mom."

"I love you too." I whispered, just loud enough for her to hear. She smiled slightly, and nodded her head, signaling to me that she heard me.

I walked out of the house and into the garage, Shawn was still in his car.

Like my mom said, all my stuff was in there, I didn't have much, I mean my entire life was packed away into two suitcases and four boxes.

I grabbed the suitcases and put them in the back of Shawn's car.

"Need help?" Shawn asked when he saw me. "Yeah." I replied.

We walked back into the garage and each grabbed 2 boxes, placing them in the back of his car beside the suitcases.

We got back into his car and started off to his house. "So what's with all the stuff?"

"My father is forcing my mom to let him live with her, and is making her kick me out of the house, and if she refuses he threatened to hurt me. She said she had called your mom, and she knows what's going on. So I guess I'm living with you until my mom can escape him."

"I'm so sorry, Cara.." he trailed off, grabbing my hand again.

"I'm fine, I know he won't hurt her, and that one day he'll pass out long enough for her to get all her stuff and come get me. I'm not too worried about her. She's lived like this for 12 years, I know she can handle it."

"Well it's good to be positive about it." He said.

"I guess.."