Y/n's POV:
"God why do you have to cry about everything that happens to you?" Shawn screams at me throwing the packet of work he was busy finishing, across the room, glaring at me.
Each word, each insult he hits me with, is like a dagger piercing my heart. The slap on the paper on the floor has the effect of a gunshot on the both of us.
He knew I was sensitive when he met me in college, nothing changed, nothing's new.
"Because," i snap at him, "i show my emotions, instead of being a tough quiet ass hole that thinks I can say whatever I want."
The soft eyes I saw 20 minutes ago, I could've forgotten they existed with the menacing look he kept on me.
"Excuse me?" He gets up from his rolling chair parked at his desk, making his way briskly and angrily towards me, "what did you say?"
Wiping away tears from my eyes, I look away and sniffle, not wanting this to get more heated and intense. With shawn's anger so high, god only knows what he could do at this point.
"Just forget it," i cry, plopping myself on the bed, turning into an emotion mess. Nothing new.
"Next time you have a petty problem," he leans down so he's right in my face, the frustration radiating off of him, causing fear to pump through my veins, "do not come to me."
Those five words practically threw every promise, every piece of trust I had for him out of a 12 story high window. Never in my life have I been so hurt.
"I wasn't planning on it," i shove him away screaming, to only have it be retaliated with a hard and firm slap on my cheek, stinging immensely.
I hold my cheek and scoot farther down the bed screaming and sobbing about what he just did, what he just said, what he may do.
"I-i," shawn stands up straight, anger no longer clouding his eyes, but this time complete guilt and shame at the fact that he touched me like that.
"DONT," i scream, grabbing a pillow and putting it in front of me for some stupid source of protection.
"Y/n, I'm," he stares at his hands and backs up towards his desk in complete disbelief.
"I said don't," i cry into my knees, my whole body convulsing from the intense crying.
"I'll go," shawn wipes away tears and grabs his jacket and keys, quickly leaving the room to go downstairs and to his car, leaving me crying and unable to breathe.
"IF YOU WEREN'T GOING TO LEAVE SHAWN I WOULD'VE," I throw the pillow with another scream at the closed door.
Never do I want to see him again.
________________________________________~what's good guys
~Leah
