Circles--Shawmila (Complete)

Murder

"Hey" Shawns arm slid over Camila's shoulder and pulled her into his body. Immediately she tensed and he frowned down at her

"Whats up?" she said nothing, just shrugged and gazed out of the passenger side window of his car "You aren't sick of me already are you? That would do nothing for my reputation as a lothario" He was joking of course but her gaze remained fixed on something outside of the car and he began to realise something more serious was on her mind.

"OK, come on, what have I done wrong?" his voice was light but tense, waiting to hear about whatever was putting a distance between them and hoping it wasn't him.

"Will you be honest with me?" her firey gaze finally met his and he nodded as his eyebrows lowered

"Have I ever been anything but honest with you?"

"What is your number? I mean I don't need a precise figure, if you don't know the exact number of girls then that's fine I understand but give me ballpark figure at least. We aren't talking triple figures are we? God I hope it's not triple digits now that I know what your digits can do" her head collapsed into her arm as the thought of Shawn sleeping with hundreds of women began to sink in. The thought that his dick, the one that had fit so perfectly inside her had fitted so perfectly inside a triple figure of other women made her stomach heave

"Camila..."

"Are we talking triple digits Shawn because I don't know if I'm OK with that"

"Why didn't you ask me about this before we had sex for the first time?"

"Oh God it is! Hundreds? Really??! Oh my God!!" Again she dropped her head to her arm and heaved in some ragged breathes

"Camila..." Shawns hand was on her shoulder and she heard a lightness in his voice "It's not triple figures, just breathe okay??"

"It's not?"

"Do you actually think I have no life other than having sex?"

"No but..."

"But?" His face had darkened, becoming more serious, he was aware this conversation hadn't come out of thin air and now he wanted answers, he wanted to know what had been said and by whom.

"Nothing, forget it, can you just drive me home please, Mama will be waiting for me"

"No, we aren't moving until you tell me what's going on. Is it Jacob? Has he been making his mouth go again?"

Camila twisted in her seat and stared out the window again but Shawn's hand was quickly on her chin, pulling her face towards him

"Tell me what he did right now or I will hunt him down and find out for myself"

"I just want to go home"

"And I want the truth Camila"

"I think I will walk" with that Camila opened the door and slid herself and her school bag out, looking at Shawn over her shoulder for a split second she dug her sneakers in to the ground and began to move forward.

The sound of movement behind her caused her to pause in her tracks and then suddenly Shawn was in front of her, his arms around her waist, his golden obrbs burning in to hers. God he smelt and felt so good.

Camila allowed her fingers to move slowly up his forearms and then grip on to his biceps as his lips decendend on to hers.

Slowly the pace became more frantic, his breath became hotter, her moans more desperate

"Let's go to my car" he growled, his voice weighted down with desire

"No, I..." Before she could answer Shawn was pulling her back towards his black Ranger Rover as he pulled the passenger door open he guided her body up onto the seat whilst his hands peeled the black cardigan from her body, pulling it over her shoulders and down her arms and moaning as it dropped freely to pool at their feet

"Fuck, Camila..." his fingertips grazed the skin of her shoulder and then traced a line down to her wrists. His touch and heart stopping still when he noticed the purple bruise standing out against her mocha couloured skin.

Gripping her forearm in his hand he attempted to keep control of his breath as her dark eyes met his and then filled with panic when she realised his discovery

"It's not what you think"

"Why don't you tell me what exactly it is that I think" his voice was dull and cold as his fingers traced the shape of the bruise

"Can you just take me home please? "

"Of course, as soon as I know who marked your arm"

"It was a mistake"

"It was assault now do you want to tell me or do you want to tell the police? "

"It was an an accident"

"You have 20 seconds to tell me the truth or I will make sure Roozhan tears him limb from limb, she's waited a lifetime for the chance"

"He um..." Shawn lifted his hand and gently stroked her cheek as she tried to work out where to start and how to word it so her boyfriend of his friend wouldn't end up in jail for murder

"He found out that we had sex" Shawns face hardened, his jaw tensed and Camila began to panic "He put something on the lockers"

"What did he put on the lockers?"

"For a good time call Camila, with my phone number and a gross picture that I don't want to talk about"

"I'm going to kill him, Fuck Roozhan, I'm going to do it myself" his hands moved from Camilas face as he quickly rounded the vehicle and threw himself in to the driver's side.

Turning the ignition he looked down at Camila, her eyes heavy and wet

"The mark?"

"He grabbed me" tears began falling as she relived his hands on her skin, pulling her to him, keeping her trapped in place

"He didn't...he didn't try anything like the other day did he?" Shawn stared straight ahead, unable to look at the brunette falling to pieces next to him, afraid of just how close to losing control of his temper he now was

"He just gripped me, nothing else"

Slamming the car in to gear, Shawn floored it

"Where are we going?" she asked between sobs

"You are going home and I am going to commit murder" his voice was cold and detached and Camila wasn't sure how serious he was

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