Shawn Mendes Imagines

Little Do You Know [♬28]

Imagine based of the Song Little do you Know.

Imagine both of them being awake and not being able to sleep. They are best friends and horrible event has happened that Shawn might have been able to stop.

Jade's P.O.V
I wish he knew how much I was hurting. I was always hurting, little did he know I was never sleeping, I was awake all hours of the night. Thinking about the things that have gone so wrong in my life, thinking about being raped, the constant vision of it, every time I closed my eyes.

Shawn has always been there, and I wish he knew how much this still hurt, how much I still dealt with. At the same time, I couldn't tell him, I needed to figure out how to help myself, how topics myself up piece by piece.

I need more time is what I always tell him, Even when I don't tell him I need more time, I still need it. I feel like a prisoner still trapped, but I can't tell him.

Shawn has done too much for me, and If I keep telling him that I am still not okay, maybe one says it will be too much for him, and I can't lose him.

Shawn's P.O.V
I will wait for her to tell me how she feels. I can see it on her face, but she hasn't talked to me about anything in a long time. I sit here laying in bed with my back facing her, my eyes wide open. I know she is probably doing the same.

I can never understand what she is going through, I could never feel her pain or know what runs through her head, but I can see it. That hurts almost as much as feeling it.

I promised her many times that she doesn't have to be afraid, that he wouldn't come back here, that her ex would never be close enough to touch her. I would always be there for her. I will wait though, until she can talk to me, really talk to me.

I know she is hurting while we fall asleep, I know I should have answered that phone call, the one where she needed me most. I am trying to make up for it, the mistake that seemed so small at the time, not answering her call, is so significant now.

I have been trying to pick her up piece by piece, she is maybes friend, but she is the one I love. I will always. Love her, and I will always try to make this better, to make her feel safe again, to trust again.

We have been best friends since I can remember. We love each other, maybe just as friends, but mine has always been more. If I would have answered that phone call, perhaps I would have got there in time, maybe things would have been different.

She left a voicemail, she was scared and said her boyfriend was acting strangely. She told me before how she wasn't ready to have sex with him and how he got mad the last time they talked about it.

He showed up and was yelling, she went into the bedroom and locked the door and called me. I didn't answer, a few minutes he busted down the door. He placed her in the hospital for three weeks.

She didn't even look like her self, the doctors said that she was unconscious when he read her, that she wouldn't remember that part, but she would remember everything else.

Little does she know, I am with her, I am hurting too. I feel her shift in the bed, then again. I turn over to look at her and Jades eyes meet mine.

"Can't sleep?" I ask

"No," She comes closer to me and wraps her left arm around my torso. Her head rests on my chest as I stare at the ceiling. I place my right arm on top of hers, and we lay there until the sun comes up. Nothing said, no sleep, just silence.

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