Day 2.
I still haven't gone home. I've barely slept and I haven't been home. Like I said I'm not leaving her side.
"Shawn, do you self a favour and go home, take a shower, have a sleep" her mum said.
"Has there been an update with Bella?" I asked.
"Yes There's has actually, it turns out she's been sent to rehab for drug addiction and her mental health" she said.
"So was she high or something when she broke into my house?" I asked.
"Well that's what they are thinking" she replied.
"Anyway like I said, go home, have a rest" she said with a warm mum smile.
I smiled back and agreed.
I walked out the hospital and loads of paparazzi were outside, I didn't even look at them I went straight to my car and drove away.
It was probably around midnight and the highway was empty, as I drove I could feel my eyes slowly closing.
No Shawn! I have to stay awake, only a little longer.
Finally I arrived back at my house and I walked in.
I looked around and I couldn't believe what happened here. I haven't been here since then so it felt weird knowing that I could of been dead now.
I walked into the bathroom and took my clothes off and stepped into the shower.
I let the hot water go all over my body as Malias blood drips to the floor. When I say I haven't left Malias bedside I mean that, I genuinely haven't even washed my body.
It felt good having hot water spread all over my face, wouldn't it be good if it took away the bad thoughts.
