Shawn mendes is my bully

chapter five: the note

                *shawn's P.O.V*

It has been atleast four weeks since penelope first came to the hospital

I barley left. School isn't as imortal as penelope is.
Matthew hasn't left either and he's been pissing me off the most.

I sat in one of the waiting chairs next to matthew and charlie and cameron. Nash went to get coffee.
I was scrolling through pointless posts trying to by the time when charlie started talking.

"Hey shawn can I talk to you in private?" "Sure." I got out of my seat following charlie down the hallway.

We turned the corner and he instantly pulled out a piece of folded paper.
"I thought you should see this." He handed me the paper

"Oh my god." I whispered reading penelope's note

Shawn: I hate you. After seventh grade i've never hated anything more. Maybe things would've or could've turned out differently but it can't. I'm dead because of you too, because you told me to kill myself and called me names and made hell on earth real.

I didn't realize this is how she saw me, buy I should've. She really does hate me. I made hell on earth real for her.
"I'm sorry........i'm terrible." I whispered running my hand through my hair, feeling a slow tear fall down my cheek.

"You are." I stared at charlie.

"I know I am.....i did this....i told her to kill herself.....i made her harm herself an i'm so unbelievably sorry.....i wish it was me in the bed instead of her."

"When she wakes up.....you can tell her." Charlie gave me a small smile, patting my shoulder before walking back towards her room

I sighed softly wiping away my tears walking back down to penelope's room.