Amara P.O.V.
Every inch of my frail body aches as I shoot up from my current position. I attempt to pull myself up from where I'm sitting, but fail miserably due to the fact that the stub where my prosthetic arm used to be is useless.
So I stay put, and scour my surroundings with my eyes. Blood on my wrist, that's always nice, prosthetic arm in my lap, nice touch, and shawn asleep next to me, useless bastard.
I have been unconscious for who knows how long and he decides or take a nap? I feel so loved. After a couple slaps across the face, he finally comes to his senses and wakes up.
"W-what happened to you?" He asked with his groggy voice. Suddenly his face is overcome with emotion, and he sinks to a fetal position and sobs.
What's his problem?
Shawn P.O.V.
I am a shitty human being.
1. It's my fault that she's like this.
2. I did nothing to my evil ex after it happened
3. I FELL ASLEEP WHILE SHE WAS IN THIS CONDITION.
Once again, I am a shitty human being.
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Amara is at the hospital now. They are checking her for a concussion and treating her wounds. I mentally slap myself across the face repeatedly, and punch, and kick, and slap some more.
How could I be such an air head?
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Will you catch me when I fall? (Shawn mendes)
FanfictionAmara young: a depressed, hopeless romantic, with a life that one only sees in horror movies. Shawn mendes: popular, attractive, with vocal cords of an angel, enough said.
