His Son's Teacher

23. Breaking Point

Shawn remained sobbing in his bed until he eventually fell asleep exhausted from all his heartbreak. He woke up late the next morning as a pounding sounded at the door. He sighed and made his way down stairs, slowly opening the door. "Rach? What are you doing here?" He questioned, noticing her suitcases. "I'm sorry, but we had a massive argument and I just didn't want to be around her anymore." She murmured quietly, holding onto Rio's hand.

"Come in, you can stay as long as you want." He answered as he opened the door. The pair stepped inside as Shawn bent down and placed a kiss to Rio's head. "Hey, buddy." Rio wrapped his arms around Shawn tightly. "You always have me, daddy." Shawn gave a weak grin, "You're right, Rio. I'll always have you." He murmured as he lifted him up into his arms.

Closing the door, he stepped into the kitchen where Rachel stood, curiously looking around. "Shawn? I can leave if you don't want me here." She murmured as she stood at the house that could've once been hers. "Rachel, forget what I said before or what happened before, you're my friend and right now, you need somewhere to stay and while I'm sure Dean would be more than ready to offer his services, you're not ready yet. I can tell." She smiled gratefully at him, hugging him tightly. "You're a good person, Shawn."

He hugged back, shrugging, "I'd like to think I am." He joked as Rio came running into the room.
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Camila trailed into her classroom on Monday morning, a tired and dreary look on her face, she fell into her chair, groaning, resting her head against the desk. She hadn't slept well since her argument with Rachel. She'd woken up the next morning to find Rachel's room cleared out and the two long gone. She assumed they had gone back to Shawn's house, but Camila made no effort to reach them.

She had then spent the days after thinking over both her and Shawn's actions and after some debate had come to the conclusion that the two were both at fault for the whole issue. Shawn for the words he had spoken at the beginning of the argument and Camila currently because she had thrown away all thought of Shawn's feelings for her own selfish reasons.

She was brought out from her thoughts by a knock at the door. She looked up to find a medium height brunette man, with messily spiked hair and a curious look on his face. "Sorry, Miss Cabello. I was just wondering if you had a stapler I could borrow." She nodded, rising and dragging her body over to the stationary cupboard, pulling out the staple gun. "Thank you." He gratefully smiled. "No problem, Mr Efron." She smiled back.

Zac hesitated for a moment before asking, "Are you alright?" Camila weakly shrugged in response. "Personal issues." He gave her a knowing look, "Does it have anything to do with a familiar little boy and his father?" She shyly smiled, glancing away. "Maybe." He was silent for a moment as he watched her walk over to her desk, settling herself on the countertop.

"Can I give you some advice?" He offered, "You know, person to person?" She nodded. "Forgetting Hussey's problematic background - why did you go on a date with him?"

She heaved a huge sigh, "Honestly? He was the complete opposite of Shawn. Shorter, British, arrogant-" "An ass?" Zac suggested. She stifled a laugh, "Yeah, I guess." A knowing smile fell on his face once more, "I've heard that before." She looked at him in shock, "What? The rebound?" He shook his head, "Who?" She asked, her shock continuing. A sad, regretful smile fell on his face, "Vanessa."

She felt her face slack into complete disbelief. "You dated Miss Hudgens? But she's been with that blonde bloke for seven years?" He laughed, "Yeah, from seventeen until twenty two." Her eyes widened, "Wow." Zac shrugged.

"We broke up because with or a stupid fight that spiralled." A feeling of familiarity fell on Camila as Zac heaved a sigh. "And I regret it every day, especially when six months later she met Austin."