drive away

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Y/n POV:

"Did you think I didn't notice?," he hisses, placing his guitar on the floor angirly, "it's like we don't know each other anymore.

I look around his office, glancing over the guitars and the mics, with a large computer ready to record music. This is his life and I shouldn't be a part of it.

Im standing awkwardly in my tight black dress, in front of him, not knowing what to say as he just sighs and spins in his chair back to the computer.

"I noticed too," i whisper, running my hand through my hair anxiously. Is there even a way to predict how this will turn out?

Shawn clears his throat nervously, keeping focus on his computer.

"But shawn," i say with a squeak, "is it really my fault that every time I come home from work I find you have covered my side of the bed in papers? It's like you're indirectly telling me to leave you alone." I ball my hands into fists fighting anger that's bubbling up inside me. "And after all," i say with sarcasm, "how many more excuses do you have about why you're home so late?"

He stiffens out of anger, every time he presses a key his finger tips turning white from the pressure.

"Are you saying I'm cheating?" His voice is low and menacing, surprising me not knowing he was this mad. "Because I could say the same about you y/n."

I laugh, giving up, "me? Are you kidding? Yeah sure I'm the one coming home looking as if I just screwed half of a night club." I begin to shake under the stress, "and by the way shawn? I don't wear pink lipstick, never have, never will."

He gets up from his chair in one swift movement, shaking the table. His face is red with fury and he leans so he's right in my face. Frightened, I step back. "Shawn," i trail off, scared of what he might do.

"You know what y/n?" He growls, I notice his hands beginning to shake, "Maybe I wouldn't have to cheat if you'd talk to me, actually notice I'm here."

All the air is knocked from my lungs from his brutalty. How could he?

"Welcome to my world," a lump in my throat is making it hard for me to breathe and my face begins to heat from all the pressure, "i could be dead and you wouldn't notice."

Tears stream down my cheeks and he just backs away placing his hand on the back of his neck, thinking I suppose.

"You knew," he says full of saddness, "and you still stayed." His tone makes him sound like he feels bad for me. But I put myself in this position. I'm the most fucked up person on this planet.

"Yeah well," i begin to cry, wiping away Watery mascara and eyeliner, "i had too much hope for you shawn, I actually believed you might've still loved me." I walk backwards until I hit the closed door, sliding down it so I'm on the floor, cradling my knees and sobbing.

He closes his eyes and sighs, bringing his hand down so he can play nervously with his bracelet.

"I won't stop you from leaving shawn," i say with sobs, "i know you want too, just go, it's okay, I'll be okay." I cry harder at the lies I just said knowing this will leave me in ruins the minute he leaves.

"I'm sorry y/n," he says with eyes still shut tight, "this just isn't good for us. Take care." He sniffles and starts to pack up his office, with me loudly crying trying to think of the positives that will come out of him leaving. There aren't many, I still love him.

After about two hours of him packing up not only his office but his room he crouches down to my level and tries looking me in the eyes.

How can i? He cheated, full out lied to me numerous times, I feel completely used and regret any affection I offered to him.

"Just go," I whispered and sobbed into my knees.

"Call me when you want to talk again," he kisses my forehead and before he can walk out I say, "what makes you think I ever will."

"Fine then," he stares down, "I'll call you, just know what I did I didn't mean okay?"

I turn away and just stare at the now blank walls stripped from his awards. I hear his footsteps down the hall, decending the stairs and going out the door. I hear his engine roar to life and tires against the gravel as he drives away, drives away from me.

________________________________________~I make shawn come off as a huge ass sometime wowow but please please send in requests

~Leah

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