Shawn's POV
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It's closer to dinner now, since we've done most of the partying. A few other people have come in, and pretty much stayed. I can tell the girls are beginning to get tired. Right now it's 6pm and the girls are usually asleep by 7:30pm. Now, I think that Melony was beginning to tire too, and I could see that she wanted to end the party, but by the look on her face, I knew she didn't.
The girls are super excited to be turning five. Especially Alice. She has been going on and on about learning to ride her bike that she wants. For three weeks, she's been wanting a bike, and I can't help myself, but chuckle at the thought that she wants to learn so badly. I love how both of our girls are eager to learn. It makes me so happy.
"Can I have everyone's attention?" I hear Melony sort of shout from the kitchen.
Everyone — Sharon, Brian, Manny, Aaliyah, Karen, Cameron, Alice, Andi, Emily, and Ty — looks in Melony's direction, and waits for her to speak. Just as Melony is about to open her mouth and say something, there is a loud banging on the door.
"I will handle it," I offered, and Melony smiles at me.
I walk to the door and open it, and in a split second, I find myself pushed against the wall with a hand strangling my throat. I feel slightly dizzy, and I gasp for air, when I finally can see who is in front of me.
"Where is she?! WHERE is MELONY?!" I hear him say.
It's Zayn.
Wow. Not at all who I expected to show up. I keep trying to catch my breath as I claw as his hand that suffocates my skin.
"Leave.. NOW!" I strain to say, and everyone gasps.
I can see Melony attempting time shoo everyone out with both of the girls in her hands. I want so badly to push Zayn off me. It's getting harder and harder to breath.
"I WILL GET my revenge! She shouldn't have been able to just run away!" Zayn shouts in my face, as I keep clawing at his hand, starting to watch my vision fade.
"Let.. go.. OF ME!" I shout, and pull at his hand one more time, throwing myself to the ground, gasping for air.
"Where is she, Shawn? Wouldn't you know? You pedofile." He growls in my face, picking me up by the collar of my shirt and throwing me on the ground again, in the living room.
"Agh! Zayn why are you doing this?" I exclaim, trying to catch my breath.
I scramble to my feet and square up to punch this kid in the face as hard as he can fly. He takes one good look at me, and grabs my shirt collar and punches my cheek, cutting my lip, and ricocheting me to the floor. I groan, grabbing my face with one hand and getting back to my feet quickly.
"Because I'm getting my revenge. Our love isn't over. I know she hates you. And she only wants me. She just lives in a fairy tale." He says to me, none of his words making sense.
He has LOST his mind.
I pull my arm back, closing my fist and tensing up. I swing as hard as I can, and I punch his nose, breaking it, watching blood spill from it. He stumbles backward grabbing his nose, and I walk up to him and grab his collar with both hands and shove him to the ground.
"You CANNOT barge into this house, trying to start a war, without realizing that you aren't gonna win buddy." I tell him, wiping the blood dripping from my lip.
He scrambles to his feet and gets ready to ram me. He bends down and charges toward me, sending me to the ground. He sits on top of me, and the next thing I feel and see is him throwing punches at my face, left and right. My face feels numb, and I want so badly to murder his ass.
"Give. Her. Back. To. Me!" He yells, after each punch, breaking my nose, bruising my eye, and cutting my cheeks and lips.
"No! Get the HELL OFF me you filthy BASTARD!" I scream and push him off me, switching our positions, and throwing at least ten, hard and fast punches to his face.
Needless to say I didn't regret a single punch.
"You nasty PEDOFILE!" He scream at my face, spitting at me.
"You can't come in here and demand your way. Melony is my WIFE and we have KIDS. Get OUT of here, and go BACK to the filthy place YOU belong!" I shout as loud as I can and I pick him up, and throw him to the ground again, and I kick his stomach, until he winces in pain.
"And where, might that be?" He asks, spitting blood from his cuts onto the wood floors.
"HELL! BURN IN HELL!" I scream at him, picking him up, and throwing him against the front door.
He winces and I grab a steak knife to threaten him. He holds up his hands, and surrenders, and scrambles to open the door and leave. I put the knife away, and follow him outside, I open his door, and grab the back of his neck and shove him inside. I punch his face once more as I watch him scramble for his keys. He turns the engine and I slam his door shut and he drives off.
When I can't see him, and I feel super dizzy, and I walk back inside, stumbling, no longer pumped with adrenaline and now pumped with weak knees. I get through the door and see Melony standing there. I close the door and before I know it, my world goes black, and I feel my cold body, hit the floor.
Even I didn't see this coming...
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Ahhhhh don't hate me. Love you guys!!
See you In The next one my little dandelions XOXO
~Em
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