Life Of The Party~ a Shawn Mendes fanfic

Chapter 7

I pull into the school parking lot turning off the ignition. I lean my hard back on the leather seat taking in a deep breath. I lean my head forward and exhale. Grabbing my bag from the passenger seat I open the door and slide out.

Here goes nothing.

******
"Miss. Reed your late." The teacher addresses me as I walking into the room disrupting her class

I cringe at the sound of the name she called me. It's not me. It was never me. And it never will be me. I want so bad to tell her the excuse why I was late. To blow up on her for no reason because I needed to get it out but I couldn't. I needed to bottle it up and keep it to myself.

"Miss. Reed!" Her voice snaps me out if my trance.

"I said Take a seat." She commands pointing to the empty seat in front of her.

I do as she says sliding in the seat and sitting quietly.

"Now as I was saying." She makes her way to the board and begins writing."the chemical compound for-"

"Mrs.peterson?" Someone knocks on the open door.

The teacher peers her head to look at the person as we do the same. Once I look I quickly regret it.

Damn.

I keep my head down maybe he won't notice me. I listen to the conversation looking up now and then.

"May I help you?"

"Yeah um I got transferred to this class." He hands her a slip of paper

She reads it and nods approvingly.

"Very well please take a seat."

His eyes meet mines and a smirk plasters on his face. I gulp in fear and look away.

The seat next to me now becomes occupied by him. The teacher continues her lesson.

There is a long moment of silence except for the teacher talking

"You know you can't avoid me forever." He leans in and whispers to me. His hot breath sends chills down my spine.

I turn my head away from him.

A hand lands on my thigh. Which makes me jump a little. He let's out a small laugh. I turn to look at him to see he's clearly amused.

"Get your hands off me." I say in a whisper tone through gritted teeth

"Hey your a little tense. I get it.I think we just need to talk it out. Okay?" He whispers back giving my thigh a small squeeze.

"Fuck off!" I hiss back swinging my bag over my shoulder and walking out of class.

Halfway down the hall students start piling out of classrooms. I try my best to get through. Suddenly I get pulled into an empty classroom.

Dylan closes the door and looks at me.

"What the fuck is wrong with you let me out!" I protest

"Hey, just calm down, relax."  He puts an arm on my shoulder which makes me tense up.

"Don't.touch. Me." I say through clenched teeth.

"I heard you were at that guys house." He says ignoring my command." Now what where you doing there."

I jerk away from his hand

"I don't know what your talking about." I lie

He grabs my wrist.

"Oh don't play dumb!" He hisses.

"I can't do this anymore!" I cry out.

"What are you talking about."

"I can't do this." I motion in-between the both of us." I'm tired of being scared!"

He cocks his arm back and hits me with full force. I touch the wounded spot shaking. I look down to see blood oozing I look at him with pure shock.

"You can't break up with me." He says plainly like he's not affected by any of this.

I find some strength in me to stand up. I look him straight in the eye and manage to speak.

"I just did." With that I push past him and walk out.

*****

"Is anyone home?" I yell through the house

No answer.

Thank god I grab a paper towel from the kitchen and place it on my cheekbone were the gash is oozing blood. I flinch as it makes contact with the wound.

"Shelby? You okay?" I jump up and turn around to see shawn.

He looks closer at me and his eyes widen. Without hesitation he quickly comes to me and pulls the paper towel away to get a closer look.

"W-what happened?" I try not to make eye contact.

"Shelby what happened?" He says firmer.

I look up at him and bite my quivering lip to keep from crying, my vision is blurry from all the tears building up in my eyes. He looks at me trying to find an answer but I cant I can't. I wrap my arms around him just wanting to feel comfort. He does the same and rubs my back trying to calm me down

"Shh it's okay I'm here." He says in a whisper.

"I-I don't know what to do." I mumble into his chest

"Hey." He pulls back from the hug to look at me. "It's ok I'm here for you."

I look at his white shirt that's stained with blood from my cheek.

"Sorry I ruined your shirt." I mumbled running my hands over the blood stained shirt

He grabs my hand to stop me. I look up at him to see a small smile playing on his lips.

"I could always buy a new shirt but I can never buy a new you." I smile a bit.
He wipes away a few of my tears with his thumb. "Now do you want to tell me what happened?"

****

"It's my fault." Cam says I decided to tell him.

"No it's not." I say trying to comfort him.

"If I would have found you sooner none of this would be happening."

"Cam it's fine it's just a-"

"It's not fine! Look at you!" He walks up to me. "Did you see what he did. This is not okay. I'm going to kill him!"

"Cam your not going to kill anyone!" I sigh. "Look I'm fine. Okay? I'm fine"

He looks at me and his eyes soften.

"Now where's Shawn?"

He furrows his eyebrows

"I thought you knew?"

Reality hits me.
Shit.