Typical

Chapter twenty nine

(FUCKING PREPARE YOURSELVES OKAY YOU MAY NEED TISSUES CAUSE I DID 😩😩😩😩😩😭😭😭)
The girl in the pic above isn't Willow, just a relevant reference)

"Your bed is like heaven" I spoke, walking down the stairs slowly as I wiped my no longer tired eyes.

It had to have been around 8 PM.

I'd slept for hours.

"Did Ally tell you that"?

I sprung my eyes open.

Ian laid on the couch, his head back resting on his arms as the remote lie on his stomach and bag of chips opened on the coffee table.

"Hey Ian.."

He must come here a lot.

"Wassup"

I walked towards the black leather recliner and plopped myself down.

"Is Shawn in the bathroom"?

I looked towards the guest bathroom door but answered my own question as I saw the light was off.

"Nope"

Was all he responded with.

His cheeks seemed sunk in an his lips pursed.

I was a little confused on where Shawn had went, but I pulled out my phone.

Not worrying much.

Text Message from- Ally 💩💝

Hey pretty lady, how ya feelin?

Text message from- Ally 💩💝

Dude your sister is so chill Jesus. She's been watching the Kardashians with me all day.

Text message from- Ally 💩💝

I'm coming to get you. Grab your things.

What?

Why was she coming to get me?

I quickly pressed the phone button.

"Hello"? She answered after two rings.

"Why are you coming to get me? I was gonna spend the night"?

It didn't make sense.

Damn, sleeping for the day really did make you lose your memory.

"Will I'll explain once your in the car. But your not sleeping at that scum bags house. He's not home right"?

Scum bag?

Was she talking about Shawn?

"What's going on"?

I stood up now, pacing around the living room and towards the front door to peak out the window.

Ian sat up, watching me in concern.

I had no idea what Ally was talking about but it was scaring me.

"Just be ready" She clicked end fast.

I hesitantly set my phone in Shawn's sweat pants pocket I was wearing.

"What's wrong"? Ian asked.

I shook my head.

"I.. I don't know. Ally's coming to get me"

"Oh." He knew why, it was so clear he new why.

"What did I miss"?

My heart was pounding with worry.

Why was Shawn a scum bag?

"Just don't go online"

He looked away from me, giving his attention back to the flat screen.

Don't go online?

I yanked my phone back out.

Frantically pulling up twitter and re- freshing my feed.

And that's when I saw it.

Pictures.

Apron pictures.

and even more pictures of him.

Of Shawn.

And Amanda.

Her tongue was down his throat and she was practically naked as his hands were hidden behind her shirt.

I felt sick.

She had the most evil grin on her face as she held her phone out to take the pictures.

'Mine'

Was the caption.

"I...I can't.."

I couldn't speak.

It was like my heart was renched into a ball, everything hurt all the way to my core.

after today, how could he do this?

How could he do this to me?

"BEEP BEEP"!

I wiped a stray tear from my face.

I wasn't going to cry.

I wasn't going to cry.

"BEEP"! I booked it out the door, leaving all my things behind expect for my phone.

As soon as I made it down the first step.

He was walking up the drive way, clicking a button to his mustang which made a beep.

I couldn't look him in the eye.

I wanted to punch him.

"Willow? Where are you going"? He noticed me and walked closer.

I just shook my head, tears building up by the second.

My cheeks were so red.

"Willow"? He asked again as I didn't answer and just walked faster towards Ally's car at the end of the driveway.

"Will what's wrong"

"Leave me alone" I tried to sound harsh but it only came out as a pathetic sound.

"What? What did I do"? He grabbed my wrist, spinning me around.

"I said leave me alone Shawn"! I yelled this time.

Finally meeting gaze with his suffocating brown eyes.

Why the fuck did I have to feel this way.

I wanted to hate him.

I hated how I couldn't fucking hate him and looking into him only brought it all back.

"Will? Why are you crying"? His gently thumb ran across my cheek.

I pushed it away.

"Go away Shawn"

"I don't understand" He seemed genuinely confused and that only angered and hurt me even more.

"Please.." I begged, biting my bottom lip and squeezing my eyes shut.

This hurt.

This hurt so bad.

"Willow... I'm so sorry for whatever I did"

"Whatever you did? Shawn.. I saw those pictures."

His face fell pale.

He didn't speak.

"... I'm sorry for thinking at least one day we could get through and.. Pretend to be something"

He searched my eyes.

"Just um.." I wiped my cheeks with my shirt.

"Leave me alone. Please, I need to go."

With that.

He let the grip of my arm fall.

He didn't say a word.

He watched me get in the car.

And he watched me leave.