Finding You // s.m.

thirteen

Are you okay?

I read the text over and over. I looked at who sent it and my heart fell out of my chest.

Shawn
Are you okay?

I swallowed the lump growing in my throat and responded.

Millie
Doing great!

I sent the text and soon he was calling me. I went to answer, but Will walked in. I declined it and locked my phone, setting it on the table. I walked to the kitchen and Will was standing there, chugging down some water.

"Hey, babe." He smiled.

"How was the gym?" I asked.

"Amazing! I feel like anything I am worked up about I can get out while I'm there." He nodded.

Or get out on me

"That's good. Any plans tonight?" I asked.

"I don't think so. Johnny and Mark are going to some club thats like miles away. I said I'd rather treat my girl." He said, coming over and grabbing my arms lightly.

My body reacted to his touch and his face softened.

"Mills, I told you I was sorry." He frowned.

"I know. I'm just cold." I lied.

He smiled and hugged me.

"So, dinner?" He asked.

"Oh, I have that work party tonight, remember?"

A few days ago, Will got transferred to a new part of our building. He wasn't invited to the current work party since he was in a different part of editing.

"Oh, shit right. Okay, maybe tomorrow?" He smiled down at me.

"Yeah, of course." I nodded.

He let go and went upstairs. His touch left my skin burning and I tried to even my breathing. I went back to my phone and saw Shawn called two more times.

I went to the bedroom and Will was in the shower.

"Hey, I'm going to get ready at my house tonight, I just have all my other stuff there, you know." I called in the bathroom.

"Oh yeah! Okay, I'll see you later babe." He called back.

"Yep." I responded.

I grabbed my stuff that I had here and went to my car. I drove back to my house and parked my car. I went inside to get ready. I took a shower, did my hair, my makeup, got dressed, and put on some jewelry. I went back into the bathroom and concealed over any bruises you could see and set them.

I put on some shoes and grabbed my heels. I grabbed my purse and phone and went to my car. I drove to the building the party was at and parked, putting on my heels. I got out of my car and walked to the front. There were cameras everywhere and I felt slightly overwhelmed. I headed inside and found the drinks. I grabbed a glass of wine and walked around.

I said hi to anyone I knew and introduced myself to whoever I didn't. Luckily, the lighting was dimmed so the bruises blended in as normal skin. I finished my glass and went over to the food. I felt my mouth water at the sight of it all, not remembering the last time I had a proper meal.

I picked at some of the food and grabbed another glass of wine. I turned around and walked to the back patio. I walked to the flower garden and smiled at the flowers.

"Pretty huh?" Someone said behind me.

I turned and there stood James. I immediately lost my smile and tried to find a way out.

"Don't worry, I won't kiss you again. I had a girlfriend now." He laughed.

I nodded, still skeptical.

"You look..." He started, not finishing.

I nodded, again.

"Do you speak?" He laughed.

"Yes, I do." I said after clearing my throat.

"Are you doing okay, Millie?"

"How do you mean?"

"You sound nervous, you are paper thin, you have bags under your eyes the size of a suitcase."

"Ouch, dig any deeper?" I made him stop, already knowing all these.

Except, Will called me submissive, fat, and said I was tired from all our amazing sex.

"I'm just making sure..." He trailed off.

"No yeah, I'm good." I nodded, again

"Okay, I'll see you later then." He said, walking off.

I sighed and pulled my phone out. I had a text from Will and a text from Shawn.

Will
Ended up going out
with the guys, be home
later! xo

Shawn
Millie, please call
me

I avoided both texts and stood in the garden for a little longer before heading inside. I said hi to a few more people before deciding I wanted to leave. I left without saying goodbye and went to my car, having my photo taken a bunch more as I left.

I pulled out my phone and called Shawn.

"Millie?" He answered, almost immediately.

"Hi." I said.

"Are you- uh... How are you?" He stammered.

"Good good, how are you?"

"I'm good, but seriously, how are you?"

"I just said I was good."

"Millie, Amelia told me, so did Chris." He blurted.

I stayed silent for a few moments.

"Millie?"

"Yeah, Shawn."

"Are you okay? Do you need me to come get you?"

"No, I'm okay. He does it when he has had a few. He does it on accident. He always apologizes. I'm fine, Shawn. Not that you should care."

"I do care, Millie. I care a lot. We left off bad, I wanted to explain it."

"Shawn, you don't have to.."

"Dylan told me that night if I didn't ignore you, he would break our contract and I would have to find someone new to be signed with. He said he was keep all the music I've made and never let me sing it again. I told him he couldn't and he brought a lawyer in. I didn't mean for things to be the way they were, I love you so much Millie, it hurts."

"Shawn-"

"Millie, listen. It is killing me watching you disappear. I will kill that bastard with everything in me, as soon as you say the word."

"Shawn, listen-"

"No, no. Millie, that girl I'm supposedly dating is a bitch. I can't stand her. The contract is up in two weeks. Can you wait? Can you wait that long for me?"