To be Loved- 2

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  (SHAWN'S POV)

  My knees are supporting her head as I'm shoving 2 fingers down her throat to make her throw up the pills. My tears are dripping on her shirt; it lifts a little as I see her bruises. The ones I made one her not even an hour ago.

  Tears spring out even more, thinking about the possibility of loosing her.

  "C'mon (y/n), c'mon." I say as I try to go deeper.

Her eyes fling open as she reaches for the toilet and all the pills drop into the water. She barfs some more before hyperventilating and fainting again.

I sigh heavily tilting my head back to the wall.

"I didn't loose her." I repeat to myself.

I grab onto to her small frame bringing her to my chest to hug her. I start to cry even more onto her shirt as my forehead is rested on her shoulder.

Thinking back on all the things I've said and done to her makes me want to kill myself. She didn't deserve any of the things I did to her. Nothing.

It takes me minutes to stop sobbing and carry her to my bed. I kick the door open and carefully place her down. She's still out and will be for probably a long time so I begin taking off her clothes and dress her in mine. As I look at her body with just her undergarments, I see all the purple and green blotches of skin. Anger surges through me as I turn around and punch the wall.

Precious (y/n) is so stupid for staying with me. I'm so stupid for taking advantage of her. A person like me doesn't deserve her.

  I open a drawl and pull out a shirt and I go to her room and search through her drawls for her sweatpants.

  I go to my room again and begin to dress her.

  Once I'm done I just sit on a chair next to by bed and stare at her.

  She probably doesn't want me to be too close to her at this moment.

(Y/N POV)

  I wake up and instantly feel a major headache and aches on my body.

  My eyes are squint open as I take in my surroundings, why haven't I died and gone to heaven or hell yet. I smell a very familiar scent. I'm in Shawn's room. I instantly shoot up from the bed despite the shots of pain coursing through me.

  My eyes dart to the clock to see that it's four thirty a.m. I spot Shawn sleeping on a chair next to me. Fear takes over my body as I begin to whimper and shake.

  Shawn stirs and one of his eyes open. My eyes goes wide as I begin cry like the baby I am.

  He's fully aware of the situation and now is on full alert.

  "Hey hey babe, calm down." Shawn coos as his hand reaches for my thigh.

  I flinch and pull away, "Stop please, please don't hurt me." I beg as I start my hands up to shield my face.

"No. no I'm never going to lay a finger on you again (y/n). I can promise that until the day I die. Never again." Shawn says as his voice cracks.

  I put my hands down and look at his face. He's been crying because his eyes are puffy and his knuckles are bloody.

  He starts to get up and get on his bed. I still back away, so far back that I fall off with a yelp. My butt smacks the ground as I groan, one more bruise added to the count. Shawn holds his hand out to help me up but I disregard it.

  I use my best friend, the wall to support me up so I can go to my room. Once I'm up, I limp to the door as fast as possible.

  A million thoughts run through my mind. He called me babe. I'm in his clothes. he vows never to hit me anymore. can he keep his promise. can I-
  My questions get cut short when a pair of foreign arms gently grab my waist.

I stiffen as I wait for him to make his next move.

  "Where are you going (y/n)?" he questions panic clear in his strained voice.

  "To my room. I-I didn't want to make you mad." I say barely above a whisper.

  "No, stay here. Sleep here with me please." Shawn whispers in my ear sending bad shivers through my body.

  The last time he was this close, I had a black eye.

  "No it's fine I don't want to take up so much space." I mutter and try to pry myself away from his grip.

  "Please, it's a California King, please stay here with me. Just at least for a night. Tomorrow you can sleep in your room." Shawn presses.

  I don't say anything, I just let him lead me to his bed. The door is pretty far away from his bed since he had the masters bedroom. I get on the bed and crawl under the covers turning the opposite direction of Shawn.

  The bed dips as Shawn gets into the covers too. He scoots closer to me as the heat radiates of him to warm me.

  His arm loop around my waist and his leg intertwines with mine.

  "Why did you do it?" Shawn asks.

  "You know why." I answer feeing more confident.

  "I honestly don't, please explain." Shawn says as he takes my arms and wraps it with his. I untangle myself from him, not ready just yet for him to touch me. Now he's staring at the back of my head and I'm staring at his closet.

  "The person I loved the most hated me, and I get why in the beginning but it lasted for what felt like eternity. Then he started to abuse me, and control me. I wasn't committed to this relationship if I didn't have any control. I thought you hate me so what was the point of living if I knew I was dead to you." I respond.

"Oh baby, I never hated you. I just hated the fact that you had sex with a another guy and not me. You are mine and I own you. Then all the stress at the studio added to that. The hitting is unacceptable and I will say sorry for the rest of my life. I love you so much. Please just promise me never to do that again (y/n).You scared the crap out of me." Shawn replies hiccuping.

   He tries to snuggle with me again but I get up from the bed and stand up.

"I'm sorry Shawn, I can't do this." I say.

I rush out the door as fast as I can to my room and lock the door. Shawn gets to my door and knocks on it.

By now I'm leaning on the door crying, not sad tears, happy ones because I'm not going to be hit anymore.

"Baby please open up." Shawn begs.

  "Don't call me that." I say through the door.

"Open up (y/n) please."

   I remain silent and sit on the ground. I hear Shawn sigh heavily banging his head on a wall and sit beside my door.

  "Progress Shawn." I hear him sigh again.

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steeping it up with that Double Update!

here's part 2! so I think I'm going to make this a book because I really like the plot and have good ideas for this one
Hope you guys enjoyed :)
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love always <3

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