Always💜 (S.M)

20

Shawn ~

So I did some research.

The kid is loaded.

And a doushe for whatever he did to Bella.

So I found his address and he lives in the richest town in the province. Probably with a big fancy security system. Shit.

I decide to be nice and leisure by walking up to the door like a normal person would. When a middle aged lady opens the double doors I smile ironically at her with my hands in the front pockets of my joggers.

"May I help you?" She asks with an over lined lipsticky smile.

"Yes. Um is chase around by any chance?"

"May I ask who's looking?"

"You can just say Bella's friend. He knows her. Pretty well I believe." I tilt my head to the side in a menacing way.

"Okay sweetie come on in."

Once I get inside I roll my eyes at their  huge house while she closes the door behind me.

"CHASE!!" She shouts.

No answer.

"CHASE! hun someone's here to see you!"

Still no reply and he house is still.

"You know what.. just head up..he's probably in his room. First door to the right."

"Thank you mrs Jacobs."

She seems nice. I'm not sure where Jacob came  from.

So I get to the door and hear nothing. I'm not really aggressive. But what you're about to see was totally adrenaline.

I stepped in to be greeted by a sleeping boy who I guessed was chase. When I saw him laying there my face heated and I couldn't prevent myself from going a little crazy.

I grabbed him by the shirt and pushed him against the wall. He just woke up and I'm guessing he was shitting his pants based on his expression.

"Yo dude chill... wait who the fuck are you."

"Let's just say I'm a friend of Bella's doushebag."

That's when the life fled his eyes.

"Bro listen..."

My grip tightened.

"WHATD YOU DO TO HER??" I yelled but not loud enough for his mom to come in and interrupt.

"I was drunk. I regret it."

"What the fuck happened. Tell me or so help me I will break your neck right here."

I have no clue where this part of me came from.

"I'll explain just let me go. Sit on the bed."

My curiosity of the story got the best of me and I finally let go. The tight grip leaving my knuckles red.

We sat.

"What'd she tell you happened?"

"Nothing. All I know is she's a fucking mess and it all started when you came along that night. I called her right before she called you and asked for a ride  home. She was fine. Then you happened and now she can barely speak."

Chase put his hand at his temple. I could sense he was scared to tell me.

"Look I won't murder you." Even though I probably would.

He took a deep breathe in and met my eyes.

"You gotta understand I was drunk and don't remember some parts of the story. Alright. So I remember liking Bella immediately when I saw her."

My teeth clenched.

"So I tried to be slick and a player. When she shot me down I decided to be myself and asked her to go for coffee. She said yes after some convincing. Then we exchanged numbers and parted ways. I didn't knower the time that she didn't have a ride home because her friend left to hook up with some guy."

"So I went to an after party and got wasted like any high schooler would. Except I didn't have a safe ride home and I'm a bad guy when I'm drunk."

I was anxious about what I had a feeling would come next.

"She called me when I was completely under the influence of alcohol as you could imagine and of course I ran to rescue the pretty girl in need of a lift. Totally drunk."

My fists tightened and he noticed. Drunk driving is one of the main causes of death. How dare he.

"Don't kill me I know it was stupid but I couldn't think straight."

"Just go on chase."

"So I picked her up. She seemed nervous around me and my drunken self thought it was okay to invade her personal space... by putting my hand on her thigh."

He braced himself for a punch which I tried SO HARD not to throw. He stopped tensing up and continued to tell the story.

"She pushed it away but I decided she wanted me. So I stopped in the middle of the road angrily. She questioned what I was doing.."

He hesitated.

"Keep fucking talking chase." I said through gritted teeth.

"I kind of grabbed her shoulder and kissed her.. and move my hands down her.. farther and farther."

"You didn't chase. You fucking did-"

"No I didn't rape her. I might have because I was drunk but she was smart and got away. She ran down the street and I guess eventually made it home. I guess she's really messed up. She didn't answer my calls or texts all night or morning today."

"Yeah she was too busy hiding in her house with me and crying. She wouldn't tell me why. But now I know. It's you. its all because of you. Do you know what she's been through you little bitch?? How hell her past is? Yeah you don't."

I stood up now towering over his still sitting body.

"Bro I'm sorry. I was drunk."

He was getting ready for me to kill him right about now.

"Don't bro me."

It was so hard not to break his whole body.

"Tell her I'm sorry. I wasn't thinking."

"You don't deserve it."

"Please.. what's your name?"

First I punched him right in his nose making a his head fly back. Then I turned to the door.

"Shawn. Shawn Mendes."