Finding You // s.m.

six

Less than a week later, the article was posted. Shawn was under fire like no other. We talked to Dylan and he couldn't legally do anything about it since it was already public. It was all over news outlets and we were pretty much locked in our houses.

Shawn and I facetimed pretty often since we couldn't really leave. We both made tweets about the article and told everyone not to believe everything they heard. Some of Will's resources were completely incorrect. Some of the people who followed me cane after the drugs and drinking and sleeping around, saying it was inappropriate as a role model.

Some of them said that I had every right to do what I wanted, I felt like I couldn't please anyone.

I was currently making pizza and my phone started ringing. I saw it was Shawn wanting to facetime and I answered.

"Hey what's up?"

"Your brother is at my house." He whispered.

"What? Ethan?"

"Yes! He said he wants to talk but I really don't think that's what he wants to do, Stacey is here too." He whisper-yelled.

"Where are you?"

"The bathroom."

I let out a laugh and he shushed me.

"What? Do you want me to come over?" I asked.

"Please!"

I rolled my eyes and turned off the oven, putting the pizza back in the freezer. I stayed on facetime with him, getting my shoes on and driving over.

I parked my car and went inside the big house, the familiar smell of Shawn filling my nose. I walked to the kitchen and saw Ethan and Stacey sitting at the island.

"What are you doing here?"

"Little sister!" He smiled, turning to me.

His smile dropped when he saw my outfit. Spandex and a crop top with Vans.

"Geez Mill, the guy broke your heart and you're already naked for him?"

"Ethan shut the hell up. What are you doing here?"

"We wanted to talk to Shawnie." He smiled.

"Well you can't, so... I don't know, leave?"

Shawn came around the corner, his eyes glancing my body before looking at Ethan.

"We just want to talk, that's all." Ethan said again.

"Yeah, I heard you the other two times. We don't have to explain anything to you, leave." I pushed.

"Now, Mill Bill, you can't be so rude to your brother!" Stacey stepped in.

"You are a fucking blabber mouth, don't even try to tell me how to control my family." I whipped to her.

Her eyes went weak and she sat back down.

"Ethan, I don't need you to fight my battles, fix my problems, and ruin things you have no reason being in. Shawn and I are fixing this, you can leave."

"Millie, that.. that fucker broke your heart! I read all about your drinking and drug use! You ran back to him like it was no big deal! You're exactly like Mom!"

The insult ripped through my body. I felt my body light on fire.

"I did no such thing! Shawn and I talked about all of it! We made mistakes and they are healing! I am not like Mom, that bitch has never once been imprinted in my life! If anything, you're exactly like Dad."

His body became rigid and he came close to me.

"I'll fucking show you Dad. Remember when he used to put his hands on you, throw you around. Yeah, not the first person that would do that to you."

He was towering over me, my body shook in fear and anger.

"Millie! Come here!"

"One second Dad!"

I threw my pencil on my books and made my way down the stairs as fast as possible. Dad stumbled into the living room and sat next to me.

"Why aren't the damn dishes done? That's the one fucking thing I told you to get done!"

"I'm sorry, I have a lot of homework-"

"Shut the fuck up, you never know when!"

"Dad, I just-"

"Shut up! What don't you fucking understand!" His hand went for my neck and gripped it against the couch.

My hands clasped over his and tried to pry his fingers off. Even when he was drunk, he was still the strongest person I knew. His hand tightened and tightened until I felt my face go numb. Once he was satisfied, he let go and left the room.

My hands covered me neck and I ran to my room. Ethan came in and his eyes were soft. He came over and embraced me. I was too tired to cry, I just wanted to do my homework and go to bed.

"You do not get to threaten that on me!" I yelled, tears brimming my eyes.

"You were there, after everything!"

"Yeah, until I wasn't Mills. Until you dated Jeremy and ruined our friendship. You ruined the only person I had! You made him the person he is today!"

"I did not! He did those things to me before he we dated! If anything, Dad was the influence!"

"Get out." Shawn stepped in.

"Get the fuck out of my house before I call the fucking police." He said, pushing me behind him.

Ethan grabbed Stacey's hand and they b-lined for the door. I let out a breath and Shawn turned around, wrapping his arms around me.

"I'm so sorry." I said.

"No, I'm sorry. I didn't know that would happen."

"You wouldn't have. My family has so much history, you wouldn't have."

"Millie-"

"Shawn, I'm okay." I smiled, looking up at him.

"I came here to get away from them, they are long gone."

He nodded and stared at me. He moved his hands to cup my face and pressed a kiss to my forehead. My body melted into his touch. The only thing I wanted was to be in his arms again. I wanted him, all of him.

"Shawn, have sex with me."

"Millie, I don't think-"

"I'm saying yes. I'm giving you permission to take me to your bedroom and fuck me, please do not turn that down."

"I haven't had sex in so long." He smiled.

He pressed his lips to mine, his hands moving to cup my thighs and wrap them around his waist. He carried us to his bedroom and shut the door behind him with a kick of his leg.

"God, you were so damn hot down there." He mumbled, moving his lips to my neck.

"Can we try something?" I asked.

"Like what?" He set me on the bed.

"Do you have extra ties? Can I be in control for the night?"

His eyes furrowed with confusion.

THE NEXT CHAPTER IS STARTING OFF WITH SEX, FAIR WARNING.