[ your POV ]
(quite a few of these imagines i wrote several months ago and just decided to publish this book. i apologize if there is any spelling errors or incorrect grammar!)
i sat on our couch. my hands in my hair as i sat there confused, angry, basically a mix of every emotion. for the past few weeks, shawn has been coming home late every night. he says he's been "working late in the studio". yeah fucking right. he comes home and is super weird, like cautious. whenever i bring something up related to our relationship he gets super awkward and worried. he stutters his words and starts getting super nervous.
i heard the front door open. i stayed seated the way i was, with my back turned towards shawn.
"hey.." he said sounding out of breath.
i stayed silent, looking down at my hands in my lap.
"y/n, you alive?" he asked trying to joke around.
"who is she shawn?" i asked.
i heard nothing but silence behind me.
"w-who's who?" he stuttered.
here we go, he's lying.
"quit lying to me shawn, who's the other girl?" i asked and stood up facing him
"there is no other girl, what are you talking about?" he asked as his voice grew shaky.
i shook my head and let out a small laugh. he knows that's a sign that i'm mad.
i looked up at him, his soft eyes looking directly at me, making me want to give in right now. but i cant, he can't get away with any of this.
"you cancel our plans, missed our anniversary, come home with the smell of perfume on you. it's definitely not mine, you won't catch me wearing that gross shit." i said the end fairly quiet.
he sighed and ran a hand through his hair, i noticed his hands slightly shaking.
"y/n there's no one e-" i interrupted him by walking to the key rack and grabbing my keys.
"bullshit shawn, ive been putting up with this for the past month. it's been killing me to think that this is probably what you're doing. i tried to convince myself that maybe you were actually at the studio working as hard as you said you were. but you weren't! you were off fucking around with some other girl. maybe even more than one girl, hell! i don't know!" i said and got even more mad.
"how do you know i wasn't in the studio?" he asked like i was crazy.
"oh, i texted andrew the other day. i asked him how you were doing and he responded with 'i wish i knew! don't know where he's at right now.' explain that one shawn." i said and leaned against the wall with my arms across my chest.
"i'm so sorry. i love you, i don't know what i was thinking y/n." he said quietly.
"no, you sure didn't! why would you expect me to accept your apology when you've been lying to me for a whole month and then just lied straight to my face? it's unacceptable shawn! i cant move forward in our marriage knowing you're a liar!" i said and let my arms hang down on my sides.
"ill make it up to you, please! give me one more chance, i'll show you i can change." he said and walked towards me.
i put my hand on his chest making him stop.
"no shawn. you should've thought about changing this entire past month. it makes me sick to think you could've been doing the things you do with me, with someone else. all the times you made me feel so special and loved, all just went to the trash. and this," i said and took my ring off and handed it to him.
"you can keep it! give it to your new lover." i said and sarcastically smiled.
"my friends will be here to get my stuff tomorrow. maybe one day you'll grow up. i thought after 10 years of us dating and you being 25 now, you'd be a little mature! i thought wrong! and hey, give this to your new girl." i said and blew him a kiss.
"it's specially from me."
and with that, i stormed out of the house.
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send my love to your new lovvvvverrrr
treat her beeeeettttteeerrrrr
