In the middle of nowhere

Chapter 8 ✔️

P.o.v. Sophia

"I-I'm ..." he started when he got interrupted by the doorbell. "Oh come on" he yelled angrily. I looked at him and stood up. He was right behind me.

I opened the door. "Who are you? What is Shawn doing here? Are you pregnant? Are you getting maried? Are you ..." someone asked. I was confused. I didn't know what to do. "Who are you?" I asked. Those people kept asking questions and I had no idea what to say.

I couldn't speak and I just stood still. It's like I was frozen. Peter grabbed my hand and closed the door. "W-Wha-What was that?" I asked confused. I looked at Peter. He had to give me an explanation. What was going on?

"Maybe you should sit down" he suggested. I did what he said and sat down on the couch.

"I wanted to tell you earlier but I just couldn't. Well I'm not Peter. Well actually I am." he started. "I can't follow you anymore" I whispered scared.

"I'm Shawn Peter Raul Mendes." he said quietly. I raised one eyebrow. "I'm a singer and I'm pretty popular" he continued. "And I'm the pope" I said seriously. He rolled with his eyes. "I'm not kidding" he said seriously.

I looked at my hands. What's going on? Is he telling me the truth? Why would he lie to me? I opened my mouth but nothing came out of there. What did I had to say? I had no words for this.

"Why? Why lie to me?" I asked confused. "I don't know. I just liked to be just me for some time. I didn't know if you would act different if you knew I'm famous." he explained. "So you thought that I would use you" I asked suprised. "No, well yeah uh maybe? I don't know" he responded with a deep sigh.

I stood up and walked into the kitchen. I couldn't believe him. "Sophia?" he tried. I looked at him. I didn't see him clearly because of all my tears.

"I'm sorry" he said. "You're sorry? I told you some really private things. I helped you these last few days and you couldn't even be honest with me about your name. What else did you lie about? Not everyone is the same. Not everyone wants to be famous, you know. How could you even think that of me?" I yelled. "I don't know, okay. I don't know you at all. I didn't want you to abuse me or my money" he shouted. "You lived at my home, for the last couple of days. With my money. Do I look poor to you or so? I have never asked you to give me money. Jeez!" I yelled frustrated.

I was angry. I didn't know why this made me so angry. All I know is that I'm furious right now. 'Maybe it's because you're in love with him?' my inner voice said. I sighed deeply and shook my head.

I'm not in love with a liar. Not again. I made that mistake once. There won't be a second time.

Well at least the good news is that he isn't a serial killer. Peter, or should I say Shawn, placed his hand on my shoulder. I turned around.

"Maybe it's time for you to go" I whispered with a broken voice. He looked at me with tears in his eyes. He looked broken.

Oh god, what did I do? I felt instantly guitly. Why? I don't know. I did nothing wrong I tried to tell myself. He lied to me. I did not lie to him, on the contrary actually. I told him almost everything about myself because I thought I could trust him. What a joke!

"I'm really sorry" he said softly. I looked at him, not knowing what to answer. "I'm sorry too" I responded. I turned around and walked away.

A few minutes later he came downstairs. He looked at me but didn't say anything. "It was never my intention to hurt you, Sophia" he said. "Okay" I whispered.

He took his sunglasses, turned around and opened the door. He looked at me one last time and walked away. I heard all the journalists asking him the same questions as they did with me but he didn't answer them.

I walked towards the window and kept staring at him. "Watch out people" a big guy said. I guess that's his bodyguard or something. The car left and he was gone.

I sighed deeply and turned around. The journalists kept bothering me all day but I didn't open the door. Jodie kept barking. "It's okay" I tried but it didn't work.

I felt bad. I don't know why because I didn't do anything wrong. 'Maybe you overreacted?' my inner voice said. I sighed deeply. I hate it when Dora is right.

For the people who don't know Dora, she is my inner voice. She's an evil person, well actually ghost, angel and devil. Well yeah I think you understand, right? This was a weird explanation. Oops.

Anyway, she is right and I hate it. I went upstairs and took a long bath. I needed this.

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I went downstairs. Jodie was already waiting for me. She stared at me. "What's wrong?" I asked. She barked. "What?" I asked frustrated. She ran towards the room where Shawn slept. I followed her.

She was laying on the bed and looked at me. "Jodie. Stop looking at me like that!" I said. She barked again. I came closer and gave her a kiss on her forehead. When I wanted to walk away I saw a note at the door.

I'm sorry, Sophia.
Here is my phone number if you ever want to talk to me again.  209-310-0198
Shawn x

I sighed deeply. My hands were shaking. Before I knew it, I had my phone against my ear. I didn't know what to say. I just needed to hear his voice.

"Hello?" Shawn said.

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