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ship; cameron and shawn
summary; shawn's father doesn't accept him as homosexual and tries to change him
shawn mendes' point of view;
I sat in my bed with a good book in my hand. I had finished polishing the boat and cleaning the house for my father for the day. I hear loud footsteps march to the door of my bedroom. I place my book down as my father entered. I frown as the thick smell of vodka filled the room. He wobbled in his place as his skin was bright red.
"WHAT THE FUCK WERE YOU DOING WITH THAT BOY?" He shouted at me, slamming his vodka bottle down.
"Cameron?" I whisper calmly.
"ARE YOU STILL QUEER? ARE YOU STILL A FUCKING QUEER?" His voice crescendoed.
I look down and turn red. I massage my hands.
"ANSWER THE FUCKING QUESTION! YOU SUCK DICK FOR A FUCKING LIVING!"
I frowned, nodding my head. He lifted me off my bed by my shirt.
"Why can't I be gay, dad?" I say, a tear falling down my cheek.
"DON'T EVEN SAY THAT WORD! NOBODY WILL FUCKING LOVE YOU! YOU ARE SUCH A FUCKING DUMBASS!" He yelled, sending a blow to my jaw.
I fell back onto my bed. He climbed onto me, holding my wrists down as he punched me again. Loud cries left my mouth as he punched and kicked my body.
"MAN UP! I'M GOING TO A BAR! I'LL SEE YOU EITHER TOMORROW OR IN TWO DAYS! FUCKING SIN!" He yelled, punching me in my nose.
I nod my head as he got off me. I shove my face into the pillow and hug my body. He stared down at me crying. I hear him stomp out the door. The front door was slammed harshly. I continued to cry into my pillow. My father has never hit me. Ever since mom died, we have been best friends. He found Cameron and I kissing, which made him angry.
I hear a tap on my window, knowing it was Cameron. I look up. He saw my bruises. He clenched his fists.
"You can't be here." I say, shaking my head.
"Open this damn window or so help me god." He threatened.
"Go away! You can't come here anymore!" I scream.
He jumped down, walking to my front door. I lock my bedroom door, crying into my pillow.
"Shawn Mendes open this door." He said loudly.
No reply was made. I simply just cried into my pillow, not listening to him.
"SHAWN!" He screamed.
"You aren't aloud to be here anymore!"
"Baby, please." He whispered.
I stand up, wanting to be held by my gentle boyfriend. I open the door, him rushing in and hugging me tightly. I cried loudly into his arms.
"I hate it here!" I scream.
He shushed me. My hands went around his neck as he lifted me off of the ground. He pressed our lips together softly, massaging my back.
I pull away.
"Cameron, you can't stay."
He shook his head, laying me back on my bed. I gasp, taken back as he connecting his lips to my neck. I slightly grin before I could think about what he was doing.
"Not now. Cameron, I actually want you to leave." I say, gently shoving him off.
He sat up and bit his lip. I wipe my eyes as I stood up. I grab my jacket.
