shawn mendes imagines

imagine | ring box & tears ☆

HUGE TRIGGER WARNING!! in this imagine theirs cutting, depression, and suicide. please do not ready at all if this will trigger you.
my friend wrote this year ago, (she's still my best friend,) and i just found it as a draft so i'm publishing it. i really want you guys to understand that if you're not ok, you can always dm me. i'm here for you, and i always will be. please don't read if this stuff bothers you!!

I stumbled into my apartment from the balcony, with the scar filled wimpy things you can call arms grabbing the chair arm. I reach for my phone but stumble.

I crawl over to the tv table and reach for it, lifting my arms without throwing up. I haven't eaten in 5 days.

I get my phone and drop it, the screen cracking.

"Sh$t!" I scream. My moms gonna kill me!

I still unlock my phone, bringing up the nasty comments on Instagram on my latest post. I don't know why is still post, I guess just for the attention my mom and family didn't succeed to give to me.

Comments:
username: ew ugly biotch

Y/nhaterzclub: stupid- pls deactivate

Shawnmendes: cutie 😍 they wish they could be you

Betty_boo: when no one likes you- go KYs

I quickly exit out. I get to Shawn's number. I call him. He doesn't answer. I message his Snapchat; he doesn't answer.

I call my best friend gyn. She doesn't answer. I call almost everyone in my contact list, all 13 people.

No one is there for me. I have made my decision.

Shawn's POV

I grab the bouquet of Y/N's favorite flowers. She's always loved them. I then grab the apple cider Carmel filled chocolates. She's always been the girl that loves fall.

I started driving over to her house, the short drive but it felt like a million years. I knew she had been cutting lately, and her mom won't let her move in with me until I marry her. I'm gonna try something though, it hope it works.

I unlock her moms apartment with the spare key I have. I rush into her room and don't see her. I rush into the living room, to see her watching tv. The next place, the bathroom, is closed. I knock, then no answer. I open the door.

Then I see her. Lying in her own blood, an empty pill bottle, and a razor with blood coming out of her wrists. Next to her is a note, dedicated to me. It reads:

Dear Shawn,
I'm sorry I had to do this. No one loves me, not even you. I thought maybe you could save me, but I was wrong.
This is a suicide note. If I don't die, don't wake me up. No one is gonna marry me. My mom won't miss me so it doesn't matter. I didn't hurt anyone. Except my self. I'm sorry for existing, messing with your life.

Good bye Shawn, I'll miss you, and know I love you.

Love,
Y/N/N (nickname)

I fall to my knees after I read it. The tears pour out.

And that's when the ring box falls out.
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