Shawn Mendes Imagines

The Power of The Palm pt.2

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It's been four weeks since the incident happened with Shawn. I still haven't called or texted him back, why should I? He put his hands on me, he hit me! After he told me time and time again he wouldn't.

He told me he would never hurt me because I was his everything, I meant the world to him, but he does this?! I don't know if I could ever forgive him. Every time I try to go to sleep that moment replays in my head, the way he put so much force in that hit, the way my skin brushed and got red seconds his hand made contact with it. I can't believe something like this happened to me.

You know how many days it took my face to heal, how many weeks. I hardly wore makeup because I was blessed with beautiful skin, now I have to wear it until the yellow and purple goes away. Do you know how much effort it takes to get up every morning and put that stuff on my face?! Ugh if I ever do forgive this boy he's gonna have to do a lot. He's really gonna have to show me that he wants my forgiveness.

*2 weeks later*
Shawn has still been calling me but I haven't answer not one, I don't know what to say to him, he doesn't even deserve words from me. The only thing I would tell him all the things I've told him before.,"You have to prove to me that you want me back!" "Don't just day you're sorry, prove it.", "I'm going to need some time to think this through." Time after time I've told him these things and he has done nothing to prove that he wants me back.

To be completely honest I don't if I want to date him again, maybe this happened for the better. Maybe it was meant to be this way.

I was sitting in the couch watching my new favorite Netflix show daybreak when I heard a knock on the door. I groaned and put my bowl of popcorn that I had on my lap down on the couch, I walked to the door and opened. Of course it has to be Shawn standing right there while my face is covered in popcorn crumbs. "What do you want?" I asked him in a harsh tone.

"I came to say I'm sorry one more time, if you don't accept my apology I will know that you don't want anything to do with me and I'll leave you alone for good." He said looking at my with those puppy dog eyes, man, he looks so tired like he hasn't slept in days. His eyes are red and puffy like he has been crying nonstop, but why should I forgive him when he caused me so much pain?

"Why do you think I should forgive you." I asked in in all seriousness. "Everyone deserves a second chance, I know your trust is very low right now. I know you are hurt and you're still hurting, but if you take me back I'll love you like I've never done before. I will never, ever put my hands on you again, it kills me to say again. I don't know what got into me but I'm so sorry that I put my hands on you in that way, I hate myself everyday for doing that to the person I love very much. I need you back, I crave you, I feel so lost without you, please forgive me and you won't regret it."

He said while crying, then out of nowhere he pulled me in a hug and started sobbing. I don't say anything I just hugged him back. "If you don't take me back I get it, but I just needed to see and feel you one last time." He said letting go. "Look, I'll give you another chance, I'm doing this because I k ow the type of person you are Shawn, but if you ever do something like this again, you'll never see me again, understand?" I asked him. He shook his head violently and hugged me again, but harder.

I promise, the only times I'll be putting my hands on you will be for pleasure or if I'm hugging you or holding your hand. I'll never hurt you again, I will try my very best not to." He told me, and with that I invited him inside and we continued to watch daybreak and we ate more popcorn.

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Much love,

Nyla💕