Chapter 18

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Teagan's POV

"Shawn's a little bitch."

I hold back my witty comment and every urge to rip his head off his neck.

"I love Shawn. That will never change."

Caleb stifles a slight laugh out of mock.

"We'll see. So do you want to just hang out and watch a movie? I can make popcorn."

I nodded in agreement and plop down on the couch. He returns moments later with a bowl of popcorn and my favorite movie of all time, Mortal Instruments: City of Bones. Shawn told me this movie was weird and involved too much incest for him to take. I love the movie, personally.

2 hours pass quickly and the popcorn runs out just a fast.

"So, how was the move from New York to here? I imagine it was hell."

I giggle a bit at his language and nod.

"It wasn't too bad but I do miss my mom."

"Shawn hasn't taken you to see her yet? I figured he would because he's rich and famous and all. That's surprising."

My eyes stare at him probably longer than I should've stared. He was attractive. Roughly 5'10 with blonde hair and sea blue eyes, but he was no Shawn.

"Shawn doesn't need to spend money on me. I know he cares about me." I blankly stare at him and wait for him to respond but he doesn't. He just stares back at me like he's seen a ghost.

"You literally think he cares? Ha! Teagan the boy doesn't know who his friends are anymore! His career has gone to his head!" By this time Caleb is nearly shouting which causes me to shiver. I flinch as his words hit me.

"I'm-I'm sorry. I have to leave." I wipe visible tears from my eyes and step toward the door but he catches my arm and pulls me into his embrace. I sob and sob and sob. He's right. His career has gone to his head. He left Caleb on the curb. He wants to even fake his injury because of this damned career. I rest my head on my new friends chest and slow my breathing.

He doesn't care about you, Teagan. He's using you as a pawn to hurt your boyfriend.

I hug caleb closer as he rubs small circles on my upper back with his fingers.

Run, you dumb ass! Shawn is the best thing that's ever happened to you!

I ignore my mind once again and get lost in the scent on Caleb's t-shirt.

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