Disposable Teenagers

Chapter 37: Bones Exposed

Lewis POV:

"Stupid door" I grumbled as I re-entered the keycard into the slot on the door.

Why do hotels insist of having cards as keys? There are so annoying!

As the door eventually granted my permission to enter our suite we were renting, I dropped all the shopping bags before turning the main lights on.

"Shannon?" I called, walking into the kitchen. No reply. She must still be out. A few hours ago, I went food shopping while she went clothes shopping as well as collecting the new We Are The In Crowd album.

Honestly, I thought Shan would be back before me but she was going to HMV - we could spend hours in there!

No lie!

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Three quarters of an hour has past and Shannon was still not home. I had put all the shopping away, prepared dinner and tidied the suite.

I was getting rather worried.

The last time I had spoke to her was roughly two hours ago. I hate going long periods of time without any contact. Maybe that is me just being overprotective but I promised I will look after her. What if we she was hurt? London can be scary, especially at night.

Heart rate rising, my breathing deepened. My anxiety was racing as fast as a race car.

After several phone calls, she wasn't answering her phone. Going into a state of panic, I held onto my phone - dialling her number again - and ran out of the hotel door, heading towards the elevator to leave the hotel.

I needed her now. I needed to know if she was okay. Imagine if she wasn't and I didn't do anything. How bad would I feel? Oh my God is she hurt? Clutching my heart, I smacked the elevator button several times. Ergh, why is it talking so long? "Fuck this" I whispered angrily, storming to the flights of stairs.

Ping!

As I bursted through the heavy doors, the lift doors opened. As I looked behind, I saw someone staggering out, sniffling. Raising my eyebrow, I started to leave again, not taking any particular notice of the individual. Sorry, but My Shannon is more important.

"Lewis?" I heard a broken voice say. Shannon!

Spinning around, I ran towards her catching her just in time as she collapsed into my arms. Crying my name, I held her close as we were sat on the corridor floor for everyone to see; I didn't care. Shannon was back with me and that's all that matters.

After a few minutes of silence - apart from her lightened crying - I picked her weightless body up and carried her to our suite. Luckily, she had the spare key as I forgot to bring mine through the state of panic.

Sitting down on the mini sofa with Shannon cuddled into me on top, I comforted her the best I could. I wanted to know what had happened but I was fearful incase I upset her.

I want to help her.

"Whatever has happened" I started, "we will get through this together. You are not alone and you are safe now". Kissing her forehead, I rested my head on top of hers, rocking her slightly like a mother would rock her baby. It made us both feel calm.

Before I knew it, an hour had passed and Shannon was fast asleep on top of me. Carefully, I lifted her up and placed her in bed, wrapping her up in the thick duvet before climbing into the other side. I wanted to sleep but couldn't.

My body was tired but my mind was active.

Eyelids closed against the dim light of the moon and her breathing deep and relaxed, all the muscles in Shannon's face and body were totally at peace. Not a twitch or spasm; barely any movement of her chest rising and falling with each intake of air.

It was a beautiful sight. Especially comparing it to the ordeal that occurred a little over an hour ago!

Seeing Shannon was now at ease and sleeping like a baby, I slowly drifted off...