Evil Mystique (on hold)

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Shawn woke up due to the continuous buzzing of his phone. The sun's rays was also targetting his eyes as if they want them to finally open. He was annoyed of course,  he was so close to fucking Chelsea's --

He violently shook his head. He can't think about that girl. Especially since she's Chelsea's friend.  He reached for his cellular phone in the table beside his bed. 

You little!! I thought we had an agreement yesterday! Lucky you I saved your ass! Let's meet today.

After reading the message,  the blonde boy seems to finally take in that he is awake. He recalled what happened yesterday and silently cursed himself because of forgetting.
But as he remembered what his sister said,  he also remembered Chelsea and everything about her. 

Not wanting to overthink about it.  Shawn got up and fixed his bed.  Growing up in a strict Asian household taught him to be tidy and now he can't even breathe properly if his surroundings screams laziness.  He then went to the bathroom to brush his teeth. The boy knows he's not in the mood to eat breakfast so he just made himself coffee.  This can actually affect how his mind functions but he doesn't really care about it right now. 

He took his time in taking a bath,  knowing how much of a water person he is.  It just calms him, the stillness and coldness both giving him the comfort he needs to finish his day today. He slowly dipped himself in his bath tub,  loving how the temperature is balanced enough to his liking.  But just before he could lose himself in the tranquility the water is providing him,  his mind wanders back to his horrible life. 

Shawn wasn't oblivious to his parents' hatred towards his passion. They spent a lot of dinners arguing about it and his parents just triggered him to finally disobey him. He knows how much his dad hated him after finding out what his son did. It gets suffocating actually, having someone control the things that you should be deciding. So the boy just had that leap of faith, jumping from the tallest building one could find, finally not following his father's order. 

He felt happy and free when he did that.  He took pride in what he did, no one could even understand him but his friends congratulated him and showed support.  He went partying for almost a month, enjoying his freedom while it lasts.  That was where he met Chelsea,  the most beautiful sweetheart out there.  They started to hang out after a one night stand,  none of them complained though.

Shawn knew that he fucked up when he realized he started developing feelings for the girl.  They clearly made a deal that they should always remain friends and just friends. But something tells Shawn he needs more than that,  something tells him that if he takes another leap of faith, maybe just maybe his life would be much more bright.

The blonde boy laughed at the memory,  thinking maybe he made the wrong choice.  His life during with Chelsea was a complete reset.  He changed a lot for her.  He stopped going to parties,  he worked 3 jobs to maintain  his bed and his girlfriend. Everything just went downhill when he started to get serious.  But the boy that he is,  Shawn blamed himself.  Thinking maybe he doesn't deserve the people he have in his life. 

After an hour,  Shawn decided he needs to get out of the tub.  He thought that now is not the right time to drown himself to his thoughts or maybe even the water. He went to his closet and picked his outfit for today.  He knows how his sister will nag him again for wearing all black but he doesn't care.  He chose a plain back shirt and matched it with a black high-waisted jeans with black belt.  Shawn really thanked his friend Albert for dragging him to the gym for the past 2 years,  resulting to his muscular body that fits his age.