Baby Mendes//S.M.

Chapter Six - But I'm not going outside in my lace underwear.

Mel's POV -----------------------------
I've known. For a whole damn week, and Shawn's leaving tomorrow. He is going back on tour, and I don't want to tell him I know, but I have to. I don't want our marriage to suffer because he loved someone else, and I never owned up that I knew. That would only make it harder on me, and make it hard on the girls. Growing up without their dad because he was cheating on me with his co-worker. I don't want them to experience the pain I'm feeling, and have been feeling for the past week.

I was curled up into a ball, sitting against the pillows on my bed as Shawn lay still asleep beside of me. If I was this pissed off at him, I don't know what I'm doing still sleeping with him. I was silently crying, tears burning my cheeks on the way down. My face was flushed, and there was nothing I could do. If I told Shawn that knew, he would be furious. But he would also be guilty, knowing him, and would want me to forgive him. But this has happened before. I still remember it vividly.

*Flashback*

My face was stinging with the tears that had spilt down my cheeks. My eyes were puffy and I had unstable breathing. Just an hour ago, my eyes were glued to a picture posted on social media. Shawn was pressing a girl against the wall, with his lips on hers, and his hands on her thighs. Just thinking of it made me cry even harder. I couldn't help it. Shawn cheated on me, and this was going to end it. I didn't want to have to deal with this.

I got up from the bed, that had the pillows stained with my tears and mascara on it. I was so mad, that I was sad. After I sat up, I grabbed the pillow and threw it across the room as hard as I could. When it hit the wall, I started to just cry even harder. I was done. This is exactly why I don't trust relationships. I was so happy and thought that this boy would be so much different than all those other ones. I found something else to throw across the room in anger, just crying hard enough to make my head hurt worse.

*End Flashback*

Shawn's cheated on me before. Now, we were married this time. He is cheating on me again, and I have nothing to do. Shawn was having an affair with me, and he couldn't even bother to tell me. Right now, on my bed, crying silently, I just want to scream.

Scream so loud no one can hear me.

But that is not going to help my case. I see Shawn shift in his sleep, and his eyes flutter open. His hair was a mess, and his face was ragged with sleep, and yet everything about him was still beautiful. He opened his eyes all the way when he saw my red puffy eyes, my flushed face, and my crunched position. He sat up, and I quickly got off the bed. I stood on the ground, next to the side of the bed, while looking at Shawn's confused face. I was still in my undergarments, and so was he.

I slowly back away from him, and his face only turns sad at the look of my sad face. He moved off of the bed, standing up, the back of his knees touching the bed. I opened the doorknob, and ran downstairs, trying to get away from him. My feet padded down the stairs as I went into the living room, and stood next to the couch. I heard his footsteps pad down the stairs, and he stopped at the bottom of the stairs. His confused face was beautiful, and I was only a beautiful mess.

"Babe? Why are you running away from me?" He asked, smirking.

This was no time to play around.

"I can't. I-I don't, i-it can't be true." I whispered, and he knitted his eyebrows together.

"What babe?" He asked, coming closer, as I backed up still.

"I can't say anything," I said, and he gave a look of worry and confusion.

He came closer as my back pressed against the wall next to the door. He slowly came closer, only about 3 feet from me now. I didn't have anywhere to go, except outside. But I'm not going outside in my lace underwear.

"What?" He asked again, and I just shook my head as he came closer.

He was only a foot away now, and I felt my breath catch in my throat. I felt choked.

"Babe? I won't ask again." He said, and I just shook my head.

He came closer, enough for our bodies to be close, but not touching. I put my hand on his chest to stop him from moving. But he only looked at them, put his hands on top, and pulled them off, placing them to my sides as he got closer.

Now our bodies are touching. I felt disgusted that it's been seen by someone else.

"Why were you running away?" He asked, and I just hoped he wouldn't kiss me.

Not when he kissed someone else's lips.

"Mummy?" I hear Andi's voice from the hallway.

"Daddy?" I hear Alice's voice from the hallway.

"What going on?" They both ask, and Shawn looks at me with confusion.

He turns around to face the girls as they walk downstairs. They've seen us in our underwear for the longest time, so it didn't matter if they saw us now.

"Nothing baby. Mummy and daddy were just having some fun." I lie, and they smile.

They come up to us and hug each of us, their heads only reaching to my thigh. They were tall. Just like their dad.

"We are about to make some breakfast," Shawn says, and I nod, and they smile, going to sit in their booster seats at the table. "We can talk about this later." He says, and I nod.

Can we not?

I walk into the kitchen, feeling cold, but he didn't try to make me warm. If this kept going on, I don't exactly know what I would do. I would be living in a cold world, married to a cheater, taking care of my two daughters with the money that I barely get paid with for being a waitress at one of the biggest restaurants in town, and all I'm doing is making breakfast for the family I have that is going to fall apart.

Why did this have to happen? Why couldn't we just be happy?

I finish making breakfast, and I give the girls their food. I cut theirs into smaller bites while Shawn waits to eat. When I'm done, they begin eating, and Shawn eats when I do. I eat with no appetite, and I don't know what Shawn was thinking, but I'm sure he was thinking about her. He looks down, finishing his food as the girls do too. When I'm done, I gather the plates and silverware, and place them in the sink, needing to wash them later.

After we got the girls ready for daycare, Shawn and I got dressed and we took them there. Once we got back home, Shawn didn't ask to finish talking about what we started, but I was determined to finish it. Shawn was leaving tomorrow night, around ten at night. I would talk to him sometime after dinner tomorrow, and I was not going to fiddle around the creeping truth. I was going to be straightforward.

Tomorrow, I would confront Shawn. I would get information that I never wanted to know. I would get to know what he was thinking even though I hated that thought. I would know how much he loves me, even though I doubt it now. Tomorrow, everything would change. Either he would, or this family would.

At the best, my greatest hope was that he would, but with how things are looking right now, I can doubt that too.

----------------------------------------------------------------

Hey babes!

Next chapter has strong conflict, and it's probably going to be the chapter that will make everyone hate me for.

But that's the storyline, and I can't really change it now.

I love you guys so much, and thanks for still loving me even when I make this story suck ass.

Please don't hate me forever

*bleh* Much love! *bleh*

Until next time my little lions -- xoxo

-Em