The Player

Chapter 8

I wake up late Sunday to find Jordyn pasted out on the couch. I have a headache probably from crying so much. I wake up Jordyn ad tell her thank you for everything. After she leaves I make something to eat. I'm about to take a bite when I hear my phone go off. It's a text from Shawn.

Shawn: "hey I'm sorry about leaving the other night. I don't know why but I feel guilty for leaving you like I did, can I come over and make it up? 😉"

Me: "you can fuck off shawn. I don't want to hear from you."

Shawn: "look I'm sorry okay, I panicked."

Me: "yeah okay, go tell your lies to someone who cares."

Shawn: "bailey seriously. I'm sorry."

Me: "I don't care."

Shawn. "K fuck you too i guess"

I set my phone down. Was he actually being serious? No I highly doubt it. He's a player. He plays games like these. All he wants from me is sex. My phone buzzes again, it's from Shawn.

Shawn: "I'm coming over tonight."

Me: "get the hint Shawn I don't want you. You just left and expected me to be okay with it? No fuck that."

Shawn: "yeah I get it you're upset. But seriously let me make it up to you tonight. I promise I won't leave."

Me: "ugh fine whatever."

I don't know why but something told me to give him one more chance. But whatever happens, I'm not going in my room with him. But another thing is I need a shower. I haven't showered since Saturday morning and all I've done was cry and sleep. Nothing else. I feel absolutely gross. I grab some clothes and jump in the shower. Once I got done I ordered some pizza and put a show on Netflix. I decided to rewatch Pretty Little Lairs.

I was on the sixth episode on season one when the door opened. Shawn walks in after. "Hi" he says in a low voice. "Hi" I replied. "So about last night, sorry for leaving, I honestly don't do that unless it was something important." He explains. As I get angrier and angrier. I just snapped. "Seriously Shawn what the fuck is your problem? All you do is sleep with girls. You have one girl one day you spend the night next day it's a different girl. And now since you finally noticed me, you honestly think your games are going to win. Well their not. Now you can get the fuck out of my house."

I got up and walked to my room, and slammed my door. I waited until I heard his truck leave the drive way. But I haven't heard a sound. So I grabbed the bat and my phone and open my door. As I got to the living room and the front door I saw that there was no sign of Shawn. I looked out the window, I see him in his truck. I don't what he's doing so I turned on the porch light and I texted him.

Me: "if you don't get out of my driveway I'm calling the cops."

I hear the truck turn over and Shawn was gone. I felt the weight lift off my shoulders. I looked at the time it was 12:37. I didn't realize how late it was. I went to the bathroom brushed my teeth and went to bed.