Shawn Mendes Imagines

bruises

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as i looked in the body mirror i started to realize the dark spots along my pale skin. the sore dark purple and blue spots ran down my arms and were scattered around my legs. i winced when i applied pressure to the bruises. i knew it was wrong, but i didn't want to leave him. 

i threw on a sweatshirt and skinny jeans to hide them. it was almost  90 degrees outside, but i couldn't let anyone see the marks. especially shawn. i got into my car and drove to the place we were going to have lunch at. 

bryce, the boy i was with, never meant to hit me. he was drunk, and out of it. he never remembered doing it. i know that it didn't make it okay for him to do it, but i was scared to leave him. I was terrified to see what he would do if i broke up with him. 

the aroma of coffee beans and blueberry muffins welcomed me when i walked into the cafe. my eyes skimmed over the tables and booths until i saw shawn. he was wearing a white t-shirt that complimented his muscular body, and black skinny jeans. shawn was looking down at something on his phone and had a iced green tea in front of him. 

"hey." i said with a smile as i slid into the booth.

he looked up from his phone with a somewhat startled look, but his lips curved into a smile when he saw me. 

"hey." he said as he sat down his phone to focus on me. 

"how have you been?" i asked as i set my purse down beside me. 

"good, the fans love the new album and all the feedback is amazing." shawn said before taking a sip of his tea. 

"i told you the fans would love it." i said placing my hand on his forearm that was resting on the table. 

"yeah." he said looking down at my hand. i quickly pulled my hand away. luckily a waiter came over to ask what we wanted. 

"i'll have a water and a blueberry muffin." it wasn't what i really wanted, but i needed to lose weight. i chose a little bit of a healthier choice.

shawn ordered and looked at me confused, "why didn't you get your usual?" he asked with his brows pushed together.

"uh, i um," i cleared my throat as i pushed up my sleeves since i was getting really hot, "i wanted to switch it up a bit." shawn's eyes drifted from mine to my arms. his face softened, but quickly hardened. he clenched his jaw and looked back up. 

"what happened to your arms?" his tone was hard and cold. 

"i fell." i lied. i felt horrible lying to shawn, but i couldn't tell him. the bad thing about lying to shawn is he can always see right through it. 

"bullshit," he said grabbing my right arm. as soon as he touched it i winced in pain. he noticed and sighed. shawn ran his fingers over it lightly as he examined the dark spots. 

"y/n," his voice was soft as he spoke, "please just leave him.you don't deserve this."

i swallowed hard and tried to blink away my tears, "it's not that easy shawn." 

"what do you mean? he's abusing you, you have to get away from him." shawn said in a harder tone. 

"i'm scared," i confessed, "i'm scared what he might do when i try to break up with him." 

"y/n," shawn placed his hand on mine, "you know i will do anything for you. if you need me to be there for you, i will. but you have to get out of his house and away from him." 

"okay," i nodded my head as i took a deep breath, "i'll do it."