The Cabin

Twelve

"Where's dad?" I asked Mom as I walked into the kitchen. I had just finished watching a movie with Shawn and I decided that I needed to talk to my mom and dad about the divorce. We can't just ignore the situation.

"He went to the store to grab some groceries." She explained as she washed some dishes.

We haven't even talked about the situation, and to be honest I don't really want to. I don't even want to think about it. "Do you need any help?" I asked.

"No. I forgot to tell you that there is a party type thing tonight, here's the address if you want to go." My Mom said sliding me a piece of paper.

"Okay, thanks." I said taking the paper and reading over it as I walked back to the bed room.

"So there's a party in one of the cabins around here, do you want to go?" I asked Shawn while I handed him the paper.

He shrugged before saying, "sure."

•
The smoke lingered in the air hitting me right when I walked into the cabin. I looked over at Shawn a little uneasy. He grabbed my hand and pulled me to the side. "Are you sure you want to be here?" He asked looking me in the eyes with concern. I never really liked parties, but I wanted to get out of the house and try to get my mind off things. I nodded my head before walking off into the crowd of people. Shawn followed behind me making sure that we didn't separate.

My eyes stared at the red liquid in the glass bowl. I knew it had alcohol in it, but I didn't care. I grabbed a plastic cup and used the ladle to to pour the drink into the cup. I took a sip of the liquid and let it roll down my throat. It stung a little, but the more I drank I got used to it. I couldn't believe I was drinking after what it caused last time.

I began to get dizzy and not be able to see straight. I stumbled over to Shawn. He was talking to some guy, my eyes drifted to a girl with dark brown hair and brown eyes. Her long acrylic nails traced over Shawn's jawline, her teeth sunk into her bottom lip as she admired Shawn. Shawn gently pushed her away from him and looked at me. I knew girls would always be like that around Shawn. He would always kindly tell them he wasn't interested, or make up an excuse to leave. I've seen him do it many of times.

"Have you been drinking?" Shawn asked once he got away from that girl.

"Yeah." I slurred. A small smile formed on my lips as I looked up at him.

"Shit," he mumbled, "we got to go Liz." He said grabbing my hand and walking out of the cabin.

"I was having fun." I pouted. Shawn didn't say anything, he just kept guiding me to his jeep. I got in expecting us to drive home, but Shawn drove somewhere else.

"Where are we going?" I asked looking at the bright moon.

"Anywhere but home. There is no way you can let your parents see you this way." He said.

•
Shawn stopped at a Walgreens. "I'm going to be right back, just don't go anywhere okay?" Shawn said as he took of his seatbelt.

"Okay." I said causing him to shut the door and jog inside. I waited patiently for Shawn to come back, my eyes began to get heavy. I tried my best to stay awake, but I gave up and climbed into the backseat. I laid down and drifted off to sleep.

•Shawn's pov
I can't believe she would drink after what happened last time she did. I sighed and skimmed over all the pain relievers. I grabbed a bottle and quickly paid before walking back out to my car. I saw Liz sleeping peacefully in the backseat. I guess she decided to crash back there. I got into the car and put the plastic bag in the seat beside me before pulling out of the parking lot.

Flashback:
"Stop," I heard a girl yell. I stopped talking to Ian and tried to focus on the voice.

"Oh, come on baby. You know I love you." I heard a deep voice say.

"No." I immediately recognized her voice. I pushed past Ian and ran up the carpeted stairs.

"Just do it damnit!" I ran faster in the direction I heard this guy's voice. I opened the bedroom door to see Grayson holding Elizabeth down on the bed. I tackled him to the ground, my fist collided with his face repeatedly.

Flashback over//
I shook my head trying to forget the awful memory. Liz had been drinking that night, and she doesn't handle alcohol very well. I don't want to know what could of happened that night if I wouldn't of heard her. I care for her so much, I'm very protective of her, I always have been, and I always will be. She makes me so happy, all the memories we have, when she kisses me it's like the world just stops. I have waited for so long to be able to call her mine.