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Y/n
I lay on our bed staring at the ceiling while bitting on my lips. It's 2 AM and Shawn is still not home.
I sigh and sit up, straight pulling my hair into a pony tail. From all the worrying where he went i feel a little hot. Even though the windows are open but still. He's either at the studio writing songs or at some of his crews house, drinking.
The front door slam shut and i hear heavy footsteps. I quickly make my way out of the bedroom door and make my way towards Shawn
"Shawn? A-are you okay? Have you been drinking? Are you drunk?"I asked him and he rolled his eyes
"God damn y/n i'm fine, stop being so clingy"He slurred and i tried my best to ignore what he called me tonight.
"Let's get you cleaned up"I said quietly helping him towards our bedroom
Once we're at our bedroom, i took off his outfit and find his sweatpants
"You know y/n, i hate you"He slurred and i ignore him
"I'm barely home. I'm surprised you haven't cheated on me. Or did you?"He said and i ignore him again, finding his sweatpants
"Have you cheated on me?"He said and i put one of his feet in. I put the other feet in and pull it up to his waist where i feel a stinging pain on my right cheek. I gasp and look at him.
"Answer me!"He yelled grabbing my chin
"Have you cheated on me?"He slurred and i shook my head
"I can't hear you!"He yelled as he put his other hand at my shoulder where he added force into it making me wince in pain.
"N-no"I whispered and he glared at me, standing up
"I can't hear you"He slurred
"No, Shawn. I will never cheat on you"I said
"You better be"He mumbled before pressing his lips towards my neck, sucking at it harshly
"Shawn, No. You need rest. I don't want it to happen now"I whimpered, the memories hit me like a train. The boy, the bathroom, the screams, the pain, the crying.
"Shawn"I cried pushing him away from me
"Why didn't you want to have sex with me? Are you cheating on me? Did you have a boyfriend behind my back?"He yelled, gripping on my arms forcefully and i cried out in pain
"Shawn, go away. You're hurting me!"I said rising my voice slightly
"I hate you"He mumbled
"I hate you, i hate you, i hate you"He mumbled, his voice become more quiet and before you knew it, his body pressed against mine, light snores coming out of his mouth.
I wipe away the tears and lay him down towards the bed. I walk towards the bathroom and close the door behind me. I look at myself at the mirror and a gasp left out of my mouth. My neck slowly turned to a slight bruise at the hickey he give me, my arms are covered in bruise, my wrist are red and starting to bruise.
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Shawn Mendes Imagines
Fanfiction"you can't blame the writer for what the characters say" - T.C started; August 6, 2016 finished; October 15, 2017