Happy Ever Afters Are Fake

A phone call

Jackie's P.O.V

We were in the car now, jamming out to some random song. Then my phone started ringing.

"My phone's in the diaper bag. Can you get it?" I asked.

"Hello?" J.C answered.

"J.C . . ." he trailed off.

"Shawn?" he asked. He was confused at first, then realization hit him.

I quickly snatched the phone from him.

"Hello?" I answered.

The car stopped. We were home already. Kian turned and looked at me.

"Hey Jackie." my heart melted.

"Hi Shawn."

"How are you?"

"Pretty good."

"That's good to hear."

Kian's eyes were shooting daggers at the phone. He looked extremely mad.

J.c growled and walked out the car, slamming the door.

"I knew it. You still have feelings for him." Kian spat.

"Hold on Shawn." I said, putting the phone down.

"Calm down Kian." I looked into his eyes.

"You calm down Jackie. Go ahead and talk with him." with that he got up and left.

Then Emmy started crying. I sighed in frustration and unbuckled her.

"Hello?" I asked, picking up the phone.

"I'm still here." he chuckled.

"What's up Shawn what happened?" I asked, slightly bouncing Emmy up and down.

"Nothing I'm just chilling."

"That's nice."

"Yeah, so uh you wanna go out sometime?"

"We only have limited time Shawn. Wrap it up." a woman's voice said.

"Wrap it up?" I asked, taken back.
"Yeah I'm doing an interview with Michelle."

"Michelle?" then realization kicked in. He was on that one celebrity interview show that asks hella personal questions.

J.C and Kian were on it once.

"Yeah.." he trailed off.
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"Mother fucker. You called me just to humiliate me on live TV?"

"N-no it's no like that."

"Forget it. Fuck you Shawn. Nasty ass mother fucker." I spat, hanging up.

I sat in the car. Emmy looked up at me. She looked at me with her big chocolate eyes.

"I'm trying Emmy. I really am." my voice cracked.

I burst into tears and cradled the baby.

"I love you Em. I love you so much." I cried.

She looked at me. She didn't move or anything. She just stared at me.

"You look so much like your dad." I laughed a bit, wiping away some tears.

"Your never going to be missing anything Em. You'll have everything you need. I promise you. I love you Em." I smiled, kissing her small head.

We don't need Shawn. After today, he lost all my respect. After today, I will try my best to forget about him. All I need is Emmy.

Shawn's P.O.V

"That was harsh." Michelle laughed nervously.

This bitch just ruined evrything. I was going to try my best to get back with her. Or at least try to get us a house together. I love Jackie.

"It was." I copied her tone, trying not to show how mad I was.

"Well you saw it all here folks. Shawn will you performe for us, before you go?" she asked.

"Yeah." I nearly snapped, grabbing a mic and walking onto the other stage.

I sighed and counted to three with my fingers in the air. On the count of four, "A little too much" started to play.

"She would not show that she was afraid,
But being and feeling alone was too much to face,
Though everyone said that she was so strong,
What they didn't know is that she could barely carry on,

But she knew that she would be okay,
So she didn't let it get in her way,

Sometimes it all gets a little too much,
But you gotta realize that soon the fog will clear up,
And you don't have to be afraid, because we're all the same,
And we know that sometimes it all gets a little too much,

She would always tell herself she could do this
She would use no help it would be just fine
But when it got hard she would lose her focus
So take my hand and we'll be alright

And she knew that she would be okay,
So she didn't let it get in her way,

Sometimes it all gets a little too much,
But you gotta realize that soon the fog will clear up,
And you don't have to be afraid, because we're all the same,
And we know that sometimes it all gets a little too much, yeah.

A little too much, I said a little too much, oh.

Sometimes it all gets a little too much,
But you gotta realize that soon the fog will clear up,
And you don't have to be afraid, because we're all the same,
And we know that sometimes it all gets a little too much yeah!

Sometimes it all gets a little too much,
But you gotta realize that soon the fog will clear up,
And you don't have to be afraid, because we're all the same,
And we know that sometimes it all gets a little too much." I ended.

"That was amazing, a round of applause for Shawn!" she smiled, clapping.

She did her ending routine thing, and we were done.

I took off my mics and marched off the stage. How could my fucking manager let this shit happen?!

"Shawn I'm so sorry! I didn't know she was going to ask this! I specifically told them not to ask anything related to your love life." Andrew rambled.

"Andrew, you know how much I hate these questions. How the fuck could you have let them do it? They made me fucking call Jackie! She's mad as shit at me!" I yelled, storming off.

I walked to my car. As I opened the door, I got in and slammed it close.

Taking out my anger on the new car, I began to hit the steering wheel. Then I put my head down.
Why am I so stupid?

Why am I a fucking idiot?

Why am I even here?

I don't deserve to be here.

I don't deserve to be "famous".

I don't deserve to have any fans.

I'm tired of missing Jackie.

I'm tired of being alone.

I'm tired of regretting leaving.

I shouldn't have ended things with Jackie. . .