He makes you feel insecure [PART 2]

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Shawn's POV

It's been over 10 minutes since Y/N went to clean her scratch, I was starting to get a bit worried. How can it take that long to clean something that small?

 I went over to the bathroom and knocked on the door. 

"Y/N, open up babe." There was no answer.


Your POV

You couldn't believe Shawn could just insult you like that. He never did that throughout your entire relationship, yet he does it just now. 

As more tears spilled out of your eyes, you took out a razor that you hid inside the cabinet. Shawn never knew that you used to be suicidal, you just didn't have enough confidence to tell him. You slid the razor onto the scratched part and screamed silently so he wouldn't hear. Blood began to spill out quite quickly.

Next, you made a cut on your stomach, because Shawn said you gained weight. You started to feel a little better, thinking that you're cutting all the fat he thought was unappealing. More blood ran out of your body and you started to feel a bit drowsy. Lastly, you made two small slits on the left of your chest, right where your heart was. And about a few seconds after that, you fell on the floor.


Shawn's POV

Why isn't she answering? 

"Y/N, if you don't open the door now, I'm gonna have to do it myself..." I warned her, but there was still no response. I grabbed the key from the nearby table and unlocked the door. I looked around to find Y/N on the floor covered in blood! 

Tears immediately began to fill my eyes as I instantly remembered what I said to her earlier. I called her unappealing just because she was gaining extra weight. 

"Y/N, why did you do this!?" I shouted, hoping for her to respond, but she didn't. I checked to see if she was still breathing. 

She was, thank goodness, but I noticed 2 cuts by her heart. I sob, knowing that I did hurt her very much. 

"Y/N, I don't even know why I said that, I wasn't thinking things through..." I sniffled and held her hand. I called 911 and within 5 minutes, they were here.

"Sir, you're gonna have to come with us." The paramedics motioned me and I nodded as I followed them.

**AT THE HOSPITAL**

I sit here waiting for any news about Y/N. I feel really bad about calling her that. More tears begin to fall out as I think about how she could end up. If she dies, then I don't know what my life would be like. I'm just gonna have to die with her. 

"Hi, Shawn right?" The doctor asked, I nodded.

"How's Y/N, is she alright!?" I asked frantically wanting to find out quickly.

The doctor sighed and spoke in a soft tone.

"Shawn, will you come with me please? I'll take you to her. And um, here. You might need this." He says and gives me a box of tissues. Soon after, I followed the doctor and led me up to Y/N's room.

"I'll leave you two some time..." He says, then left.

"Wait, doctor! What's happened to her!?" I said in tears and went inside.

To be continued...

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