Shawn Mendes Imagines

45: Ruin Me

Y/N's POV:

Shawn's phone is sitting on the side table as I walk into the house, which is weird. He always has his phone on him, especially when he writes, like he said he was going to be doing. I click the home button on the phone to check the time, because my phone is in my purse and I don't feel like pulling it out. A text notification from 'Jacqueline' gets my curiosity flowing, so I pick up the phone and begin walking towards his small office.

I'm able to quickly unlock his phone and get to the messages.

From Jacqueline
You can't take it easy on me when I get there. I've been waiting for this for weeks!

"Maybe it's someone Shawn is writing with." I murmur, trying to calm my anxiety. I open a set of French style doors to an empty office. His guitar and notebook are set up, but there isn't Shawn in there. I approach the master bedroom to see the door shut.

"Shawn, please." Someone moans. My pulse begins to quicken. He wouldn't... I try and give Shawn the benefit of the doubt before I push the door open.

The white sheets from the master bed, the bed Shawn and I share, hide the two bodies underneath of them. I can easily see Shawn moving back and forth, his head buried in the crook of the girl's neck, and the text thread with Jacqueline suddenly makes sense.  I can literally feel my stomach turning.

"Shawn?" I choke out, tears filling my eyes. At that exact same moment, Jacqueline screams and claws at Shawn's back, covering up my feeble attempt to get Shawn's attention. He releases a soft moan and a sigh before falling onto the bed beside her. I spin out of the room, releasing a loud sob as the tears finally overcome me. As I begin to sprint down the hallway, I can hear Shawn calling after me.

"Y/N, wait!" He calls. He saw me.

I end up collapsing in the kitchen. How could he give himself to another girl when he hasn't even given himself to me yet? Sobs wrack my body, making me shake, and making it harder to breath.

"Y/N, please listen to me." Shawn comes in the room. I push myself up a little bit so I can scoot away.

"No. You cheated on me, and you expect me to listen to you?" I sob, getting a grip on the wall. I'm able to stand up and glare at Shawn. His hair is messy, and there is a massive hickey right below his jawline.

"Y/N-"

"Shawn, did you not hear me? I'm not going to listen to a cheater. I expect all of your stuff including you and your side girl to be out of this house within the next fifteen minutes." I retort once I am finally able to breath. I've learned how to calm myself down really quickly.

"No, listen-"

"SHAWN! I'M DONE. YOU'VE REALLY MESSED UP, CAN'T YOU JUST ADMIT IT? GOSH I THOUGHT YOU WOULD BE GOOD FOR ME." I yell. Shawn looks take aback, but turns away as I begin to cry again.

I can't let him ruin me.

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A/N:

Hello lovely beings! I love you guys!

QOTD: With out being to specific, where do you all live?

AOTD: I live in Kentucky! Go Cats!!