Chapter 10: You Don't Need Him

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Sabrina's POV

*Morning*

I was slowly waking up. Everything was sore. My back, my throat since I screamed almost the whole time, my stomach, my legs, my arms, and some other parts. But if you put all that aside then I feel pretty good. I'm not a virgin but the other times I did it, it hurt since it was forced. They wouldn't let me do anything or else they would hurt me. I hate that. Shawn was rough but gentle at the same time. When he woke up we went out and got breakfast. Then when we got back we made out foe a while. 

*Knock*

"Coming!" Shawn called out as I got off of his lap. Mood ruined. He answered it and it was a girl with black hair. She kissed him and he kissed back. "Hey Rebecca." He looked at me and back at Rebecca. I was clearly angry. Who is Rebecca and why is she kissing my man? 

"Hey. Why don't you introduce me to this girl? Who is she?" Rebecca out a hand on her hip.

 "Yea, Shawn." I faked a smile.

 "Oh Rebecca, this is Sabrina." He introduced. She was about to say something but Shawn whispered something in her ear. "Her dad is Hunter so I suggest you be nice." She put on a fake smiled and shook my hand. "Sabrina, this is Rebecca, my girlfriend. We started dating four months ago."

"Best four months of my life!" Rebecca kissed him. It's like she was trying to tell me, 'THIS IS MY MAN, BITCH!' 

 "I should go." I whispered.

"You really should." Rebecca put a hand on her hip. Shawn elbowed her slightly as I walked out. I had nowhere to go and I don't know how to drive so I walked. He has a girlfriend and never told me. After we did all of that. All of a sudden I ran into Edge. He lives around Arizona. He just moved here not to long ago.

 "Hey, hey, hey what's wrong?" He asked as the years poured down my face.

 "Shawn. God, I hate him." I tried to while the years in my eyes away.

 "What did that little punk do now?" He asked. I explained everything. "You don't need him."

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