Demons (Shaylor Fanfiction Book I)

Chapter 22 That's Not Shawn/Cinderella:

Taylor's P.O.V.

I woke up and feel a cold spot on my chest. I looked down and Shawn wasn't there. I begin to panic and look around the house: the basement, my bedroom, even the bathroom, no Shawn.

I looked on the door and saw a little note.

Before you blow a gasket and pass out. I decided to go home. See you at school.

~Shawn

I breathed out in relief that he's safe. I groaned when I look to see the time. 6:47 in the morning! I rolled my eyes, but got ready for school. I did my usual routine, clean my room, went to my stepdad room to clean the beer bottles he had laying around, and take my medicine to keep me calm. Then I went to the bus.

When I got there, I saw something that totally broke my heart, it was Shawn and Angela making out. I backed up and hid behind a tree. My necklace broke a little, another piece falls off. It has one piece left and if that piece falls off I'm gone.

You see, the necklace is like your heart, when someone dies or something sad happens your heart breaks. Same thing for demons, when something sad happens a piece of their necklace will break off, since so many tragic events happened in my life, many pieces of my necklace have broke off over the years. I've kept them in the drawer for the past ten years. So I can literally die from a broken heart.

Anyway, I put the little shard in my pocket and sank down to the floor. I feel like shit just seeing Shawn kiss Angela like that. I don't know why, but it does. I held squeezed my chest and sank down to the floor. The next part that happens hurts so much.

"Angie, will you be my girlfriend?" He asked her taking her hands.

"Yes, I would love to!" She said hugging him.

I try to calm myself down, but my heart aches so much. It suddenly felt cold as snowflakes fell by the million. I look back to see them kissing again, which made a little piece of my last shard shrivel away. I felt the wind pick up and it whistled through my ears. I look down at my necklace to see it glowing only it was very dim. I felt a tear come down my face, wanting to scream on the top of my lungs. I decided to go home because at this rate I would drop dead before lunch. When I got home, I was greeted by my stepdad, staring at me, infuriated.

"What are you doing home?" He asked.

"I felt sick," I said looking down.

"You're weak, you piece of shit!" He yelled,"I'm sick and I'm still going to work."

"Fuck you!" I yelled regretting even saying that.

"What did you say?!" He yelled slapping me.

He threw me against the wall and started choking me.

"I hope you die in hell," he anger whispered.

"Ditto," I manage to say.

He clenched my throat harder and started punching me. He then slammed to the ground and started kicking me. He opens the front door and slams into my face and finally left.

"Fine you can stay home, but you'll have to clean," he said chuckling.

"I think he's finally warming up to me," I said to myself.

I slowly got up and finding my cleaning supplies: my mop, vacuum, window cleaner, and lots of garbage bags.

I cleaned up all the beer bottles, almost one hundred.

"Damn, did he have a party?" I said to myself.

Next I had to cleaned up his room. His room looks like a tornado, an earthquake, and World War III happened in his room, it's that disgusting. I made his bed and I found a moldy grilled cheese sandwich in his bed, and stains all over his bed. There was food and dirty clothes everywhere. It took about two hours for that room to get straighten out.

Finally I cleaned the window from vomit, and let me just say there was a lot of vomit. I gagged at the smell, but I went on, cleaning it. I threw the garbage out and put my cleaning stuff away. I plopped down on the couch and take a deep breath.

Just then I heard a high pitch scream, like a girl scream. It sounded like Shawn. The scream came back only louder.

"Taylor, help!" He yelled.

I ran outside and saw Shawn talking to Nash.

"That's weird," I thought to myself,"Nash isn't beating him up or anything."

"Taylor, please!" He yells again.

"What is going on here?" I asked myself stretching my head.

I went back inside and sat on the couch again. I heard the scream again, I covered my ears. It was unbearable to hear it that I dropped to my knees.

"Taylor, I don't want to die!" Shawn whimpers.

I shook my head and tried to ignore it, his horrible screams getting louder and louder, and more and more unbearable to listen to.

I look outside to see Shawn and Nash still talking. I don't understand it, why do I hear Shawn screaming, but he's perfectly fine? I hear the scream again, it was so loud, that my ears started to ring afterwards. I got such a bad headache, so I got up to get some Advil.

"Oh my God," I said rubbing my head.

I laid down and try to fall asleep, but I heard the terrible screams again. I decided to run to Shawn's house. I broke into his house and ran up to his room. I hear the screaming get louder if that was even possible.

My necklace was glowing again, but it dragged me to the window, where you can see Shawn and Nash.

"What the hell?!" I yelled,"Shawn is fine why do I hear him screaming?!"

I looked down at my necklace and it dragging me closer to the window.

"Yeah, I get it, he's got a girlfriend and a new friend, he's fine," I tell my necklace.

But I'm not.....