Broken ↠ S.M.

o n e

The young girl's phone began to ring in her college dorm room. Once she saw the caller ID she knew it must've been important, knowing he hasn't contacted her in any way for three years.

"Hello?" Her voice shaky and soft.

"Tell me to stop. Please. I'm gonna do it" Shawn, the depressed celebrity choked out from the other line.

"Do what Shawn? What's wrong?" She asks worriedly as her roommate looks at her confused.

"I'm about to kick this fucking chair out from under me" he screams as tears ran down his pale face.

"Shawn what do you mean?" She asks even more worried.

"I'm gonna kick the chair out from under me, I'm gonna go hanging limp. I'll be out of this fucking shit hole of a life" he sobs as blood trickles down his wrist.

"Shawn Peter Raul Mendes, listen to me, get your head out of the rope. I don't know what you're going through, but there's so much life ahead of you. Love, it won't slow down no matter what you do. Just hold on, hold on for me. Please Shawn" She cries as he processes her words.

"I'm sorry Elle" is all he spoke before the young girl heard a loud noise. She immediately hung up and called the boy's manager. She'd gotten his number back years ago, right before they stopped talking.

"Andrew, listen to me. Go to Shawn's hotel room immediately. He's in trouble. Please believe me" the young girl cried.

Andrew listens to her. Moments after the door is opened, a sight that will never be erased was plastered permanently into his brain.