Driving Me Crazy

Chapter 34

I've since headed home from Emma's house and when I pull in the driveway I see James is home. I so don't want to deal with any one right now. I park my Rover, and head inside.

James is sitting in the kitchen talking to Linda when I walk in. Linda turns to me immediately and a sadness takes over her face.

"Honey...what's wrong?" She asks cautiously. I probably look like I spent a night at the bar or something with my hair all a mess, my makeup everywhere and dried tears on my face.

I let out a large sigh as I go and sit next to James. In a matter or minutes I collapse in his arms and sobs wretch from my body once again. I sense Linda is behind me as I feel another set of hands rub my back while James holds me close in his arms.

"Sis, what is going on? Did something happen with Shawn?"

Hearing his name just makes me cry harder as James continues to hold me and Linda goes to grab my favorite chocolate ice cream.

I finally muster up enough strength and courage to face them as I rub my eyes and look from my brother to Linda. They both look back at me with concern as James rubs his thumb along my knuckles of our connected hands on the kitchen island.

Taking a deep breath I let out "Shawn and I are done. I never want to see him again. He broke my heart; again; and that's all I've got to say about it." I whimper.

"What did he do?" I feel James stiffen beside me as his grip on my hand strengthens.  Anger overtaking his features.

"James....I really don't want to talk about it right now." I sigh, picking up the tub of ice cream and a spoon from Linda and run upstairs to my room.

I turn on my TV and end up watching Scandal.  I love Olivia Pope.  She's a gladiator and doesn't let anyone get in her way.

After half a tub of ice cream and three hours of Olivia Pope, I feel better.  I have no more tears left to cry for Shawn Mendes. 

A part of me feels bad for acting this way, I know he is going through a lot right now, but that's just it.  I understand that he's got a lot going on and he can't be happy and prefect all the time.  However, the bigger part of me is still hurt.  I saved his life, literally; and he treated me like the discarded tires at the end of a race.

A knock on the door startles me as I see James pop his head in my room.  It's well past midnight now and my 25 year old body is exhausted both physically and mentally, but I'm happy to see him.

James is four years older than me, but we've always been super close and he's always been my biggest supporter and protector.

"Hey girly.." he says as he climbs in bed with me.  "Feeling better?" He asks.  "Ahhh yesss Olivia Pope. Good choice!" He chuckles as he turns to face me.

"Yeah...I figure if anyone can get me back on track, it's her." I giggle for the first time all day.  I hear him laugh beside me.

"What really happened Mila?  I thought you guys were getting better..." he says.

"I thought we were too...He had a really bad day, but it's no excuse for how he treated me." I sigh.

"Well, I don't need to know the details but I'm still sorry sis.  You deserve better than that." He says.

"I know, I....I just....I love him James...I thought maybe he loved me too, we were getting so close." I sigh, dejected... I can't keep my eyes on James' sad face.

"Well....if he really does love you, then he'll fight like hell for you.  But you have to decide if you're willing to wait for him to fight."

"I don't know James.  We aren't like you and Becca."

James smiles at the mention of Becca, his girlfriend of almost two years who happens to be like a big sister to me.  She's currently on her way back to Indy from a 6 month stay over seas in Italy.  She's a model and one of the nicest people I know.

"I know, but Becca and I have been through a lot too.  I don't know where I'd be without her though.  I'm glad she'll be back.  The 500 is coming up, and I know you could use a little girl time with her and Emma."

I turn to face him, "Yeah, they would be nice!  I'm excited for the 500." I yawn out.

"I know you are." He chuckles.  "You gonna be okay?" He asks again.

"Yeah... I think so.  Thanks bro!  I love you!"

"I love you too Mila.  Everything will work out!" He replies as he gets up from my bed and grabs the tub of ice cream, closing the door behind him.

I cuddle in my pillows and let the soft sounds from the TV lull me to sleep.

Tomorrow is a new day, and it's time for Camila Cabello to get back to being her own form of Olivia Pope.