Y/N POV:
Shawn and I were in my room cuddling. He's starting to get really big with his music, and we never really spend a lot of time together, so were spending the day cuddling, Netflix, and just talking. We were supposed to be doing that, that was until his phone rang. He got up to answer it and when he came back he looked really upset.
"Babe, I um have to go to the studio." He said looking down. I sighed and said, "Well there goes our day together." He sighed "Look, I know we haven't been spending a ton of time together anymore and I'm sorry. It's just my music is more important right now." Well that hurt.
"So what you're saying, is that your music is more important than me and our relationship?" He sighed again, "That's not what I meant, and you know that." "Then what did you mean, Shawn?" I was starting to get irritated. "I meant that right now I have a lot of things on my plate, and I just can't afford to loose time. Especially with my tour coming up in a few weeks."
"Yea. Okay. Just go. Go to the studio. You spend more time there then here anyway." That got him mad. He stood closer and yelled, "Why can't you just be happy and support me?!" I stepped closer. "I do support you!! We've been dating for 2 years and I've supported you through it all!! And what do I get?! Nothing but it thrown back in my face!!" He had pure anger written on his face.
"Well maybe I don't need your support anymore!! Maybe your just with me because of my fame!!" I rolled my eyes angrily and took another step forward. "Well then maybe we should break up if that's how you feel." He looked taken back, but anger replaced it again, "Maybe we should." I sighed.
He started getting his stuff out of my house and then said, "You know what you do?! You just run away from all of your problems." I rolled my eyes and ignored him. "So you're just gonna ignore my now huh?" I ignored him again, that angered him and he went over to my bed and yanked me off by my shirt. "Answer me when I talk to you, you little whore." Now I'm scared. "I-I'm sorry. I w-won't do it ag-again." "Damn right you won't do it again, bitch." He threw me to the ground and continued to get his stuff.
I've never seen him this angry before. We've fought before, but he's never been so mad to put his hands on me. He went to his car, then came back. "Where the hell is my guitar, Y/N?!" I looked at him trying to stay calm. "I-I don't know." He came closer, causing me to step back. "You do know where it is! Tell me. NOW!!" I flinched. Why is he so mad about this? I guess I took too long to answer because what he did next, surprised the Hell out of me.
He brought his hand back, then swung it at me, and slapped me across the face. I fell to the ground. "Get. Out. Of. M-My. House. Shawn." I said between breaths, trying to hold back the tears. He looked at me and softened. "I SAID GET OUT!! HAVEN'T YOU CAUSED ENOUGH DAMAGE?!" He looked at me then turned to leave. As he was walking out, he turned and said "I'M so sorry." Then left.
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2 days later...
I haven't come out of my house since the incident with Shawn. I haven't talked to anyone either. I just locked myself in my house for two days straight. I even turned my phone off. But I'm turning it back on now.
I looked through my phone and saw that I had 10 missed call from my mom. 6 missed calls and a ton of texts from Mahogany. 16 missed calls from Cameron. 8 missed calls and a ton of texts from my brother. And more. Plus 28 missed calls from him and texts.
I figured I'd call my mom first. I told her I was fine, Shawn and broke up, and that I didn't need her to come over. Then I called my brother and told him the same thing.
I called Mahogany and she said she heard what happened from Cam, and that she was coming over. Then I called Cam.
C - Cameron Y/N - You
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