The Trouble With Love (SHOEY Fanfic) DISCONTINUED

I Will Not Let This Go (Chapter 14)

His blue eyes flickered to the camera he just finished setting up and back at me.

Fear erupted in my body. I knew what he was capable of. He could snap at any minute, and easily beat me senseless now that the camera was off. That is, if I didn't fight back.

I looked back into his eyes, which were glittering with satisfaction. He saw how nervous i was. His lips slowly curled into a smirk, and I instantly broke eye contact.

I admit, I actually was scared of him. He somehow managed to seduce me but keep a low key 'abuser' status. He looked like he was capable of rape, but doing it in the most charming and beautiful way.

I think that might have been his original intention the day I lost my virginity to him.

I stared at the floor, feeling his gaze burn into my cheek.

He knew he had me.

He knew that I wasn't going to fight him anymore.

Shane finally spoke, and I jumped slightly at the sudden noise. I'm pretty sure he noticed, because when I looked back up he was smirking even more.

"We'll do the Youtuber Accent Challenge. It'll be hard, but we'll have fun, right Joey?"

I stuttered and stumbled over words, dumbfounded.

Did he really just make a sexual joke with me off camera?

"I... Uh... Yeah. Sure. That's fine with me." He got up and walked to his desk. He wrote a bunch of names on about fifteen pieces of scrap paper.

And me? I just sat there, staring at his ass as he bent over on his desk. I really couldn't help it. The view of his ass from here is just so fine...

I snapped out of it as he turned around. I pretended to be picking at my nail, staring at it intently. I hope he didn't notice me staring...

I quickly glanced down at my crotch to make sure I didn't have a 'problem'. Thankfully I didn't, so I reached over and hit record on the camera.

I pulled myself together and managed to get 'in the zone' quickly. The pitch of my voice heightened and I smiled.

"So hey guys! Here we are, doing a challenge-type- tag- type- thing. What is this even called, Shane?"

"The Youtuber Accent Challenge, you dumbass." he laughed and looked at me with a hint of assertion in his voice.

I wonder if there was a bit of truth behind that. Did he really want to call me that?

My eyes instantly flickered to the floor. I keep doing that every time he gives me that look.

"Okay, so um... Will you do us the honors, Shane?"

He pulled a piece of paper out of the basket and the fake arguments began.

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We finished the video, and I think it went well. Granted, he touched me a bit more than usual. In certain places. His hand would brush against my crotch and we would smile sweetly and say-

"Oops, my bad."

Not gay, my ass.

I clicked record twice, stopping our challenge video and starting a new video. Now to send my thoughts to my mouth.

Just speak your mind, Joey.

I gave myself a little pep talk before I started.

"Look, Shane. I need to talk to you. Without Izzy or whatever the hell, involved. But first, may I apologize?"

He glanced between the camera and I, gritting his teeth. I clearly pissed him off. Make it quick...

"S-sure, Joey... What do you want to say?"

I took a deep breath and began.

"Shane, I want to apologize about everything. You were my best friend, and I think I screwed it up." My voice cracked, and I inwardly cringed. "I-I shouldn't have been so easy to fall in love. P-please, I just want everything to go back to how it was."

His eyes narrowed with doubt and anger. I have to break down those walls... I have to...

I continued, tears streaming down my face. I was no longer acting. Desperation was now in control.

"I swear, I'm not upset about the whole Izzy thing anymore. I just want to be a part of your life again, to laugh... To cry, to just BE THERE."

I paused, gathering my courage. He probably thinks I'm an idiot. A hopeless idiot who fell in love with a straight guy.

"Because I need you in my life."

At first he made no emotion.

But then he smiled. A pissed off, angry smile. He reaches over and turns off the camera.

Oh shit.

"I know what you're trying to do. I won't work. Now get the hell out of my house. We filmed our little video. Go home and edit it. LEAVE NOW!" He pauses and smirks.

"Oh, and tell my slutty little sister I said hi."

And with that, he gets up and storms out of the room.

I couldn't move. I couldn't breathe...

No.

I will not let this go.