{ p s y c h o // shawn mendes fanfic }

twenty

SAMMY
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"so this is the guy that we are working for? and why would you want her killed?" i ask Taylor, trying to see if this guy is the real deal. "dead would be great, but the main purpose for all of this is to see her suffer." he says pacing around the ground, rubbing his chin, "she's done some terrible stuff to me, and i realized that my good old pal G here owed me a favor."

"like what? what has she done?" i immediately ask afterwards. he smirks, "i like you Sammy. you ask questions most are afraid to ask, but frankly, i can't say why just yet."

"c'mon. we're running this whole thing just so you can have your moment of glory. tell us why you want her dead." i push the question further, for a reason unknown to me.

"let me ask you this," Taylor strolls my way and stops 2 feet away from me, "why would you want to help in the suffering of your sister?"

"because she's not my sister."

SHAWN
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i wake up in a semi dark room with the only light coming from a light bulb above me. duct tape covers my mouth and wraps my hands together behind a chair i'm sitting in. all of a sudden, my head fills with pain.

"Shawn. buddy. pal. you're awake." i faintly hear in front of me. Cameron. its fucking Cameron. the guy that bashed me in the head, knocking me out. why am i here? "how's your head? i didn't mean to hit you that hard." he pauses, "okay, lets face it, i did mean to do that much damage. in fact, i was hoping for more."

i give him the dirtiest look i possibly can and try to get my hands loose. Cameron takes a step closer and rips the duct tape off my mouth.

"yes Shawn? did you need something?" Cameron coos creepily. "get me out of here Dallas. why am i here? where am i?" i forcefully ask, on the verge of yelling.

"tisk tisk. i must have hit you so hard, you lost some of your memory. we're in my basement Shawn. remember being down here with me when we were 13. we would play video games and eat chips all day long. those were the good days, weren't they? but now, we have an objective to complete. in return, we get the money we both need. thats why we're doing this, right?" he gave his monologue as i'm trying to figure out how we went from video games to assassination.

"what do you want from me Cameron. let me go and we can do this together, just like old times." i beg, having a trick up my sleeve. "sorry dude, but i have to do what i have to do."

and there goes my plan.

"why do you refuse so badly anyways?" Cameron asks walking towards what looks like a table. "because i love her." i say without hesitation and without thinking. i can't believe those words came out of my mouth.

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A/N: woah. its been too long, hasn't it?  i haven't updating in sooo long. sorry to keep you guys waiting. i've had a lot going on and i need a break for a bit.

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