Rebecca's POV:
I plop down on my bed after a long day of waiting for shawn to get home from his meeting with Andrew and his music team, he's been out longer than he said he would, in fact, an hour longer. All day I was distracting myself from just staring out the window waiting for his jeep to pull in, so I cleaned the kitchen, made muffins, and cleaned the kitchen again.
It's 9 o'clock and it's just starting to get dark. Just peachy.
I was planning on watching the Harry Potter series while cuddled up next to him like we usually do on a Friday night.
I look at my phone and see there are no notifications from him but I hear a faint vibration coming from a drawer in our nightstand.
I sit up on the edge of my bed and run my hand through my hair in confusion, I thought he said he took his phone today.
I open the first drawer seeing it contains CDS, earbuds, and our remotes so I close it and move on to the next drawer.
When I open it the phone stops vibrating so I pick it up and realize this phone isn't his. It has a pastel purple case on it and the lock screen is a picture of a bunch of girls holding beers, but the one holding the phone in the picture is a beautiful blonde.
My breathe catches, why is this phone here?
I look at the notifications to see that she has several missed calls from shawn.
I let out a shaky breath as tears start to swell in my eyes. He can't be cheating, he loves me.
The front door opens and as shawn steps through he cheerily says hello, and that he's sorry he was gone so late.
I shove the phone back in the drawer and wipe my eyes quickly before laying back down.
"Rebecca? Are you up there?"
I swallow the lump forming and respond with a weak,"yes" that escapes my lips.
I hear him climb the stairs and as he walks in he places his guitar to rest at the door frame.
"Hey babe, things took way longer than I thought they would've at the studio. I have some big things planned" he smiles widely as he takes off his sweatshirt.
How do I handle this?
I give a weak smile and say,"I'm glad!" With as much enthusiasm as I can manage.
"I need to take a shower and when I'm done we'll watch those movies I promised."
My heart begins to throb, if I didn't see the phone, I wouldn't have known what he has been up too, he's so good at acting. No wonder he got the job on the 100.
"Okay I'll be here'" I let out a sigh and roll over to my side as he places his watch and phone down on the nightstand.
As soon as he left I pick up his phone with a panicked hurry as I type in his passcode. I click the calling app and look at his call log.
This is the most nosy I have been
The name, Stephenie, showed up over 12 times, some of them have been times he's called her but mostly she has called him. A lot.
I look at voice mails and see one from a number that's not Stephenie's thats unsaved as a contact and I pray it's not some other chick he's been screwing as well as that blonde. I click on it to play the message.
"Hey shawn..." the voice was high pitched and very valley girl sounding and there's a long pause.
"I left my phone at your place and I'm calling from my friends, I really need it back and I understand if it's not soon because of Rebecca but please can we meet up somewhere? Love you, bye"
I hear her make a kissing noise with her mouth and it all just makes me want to throw up and scream all at once.
My vision becomes blurry as I just stare at the wall in complete disbeleif. The only question running through my mind is, why?
Shawn comes in the room and his eyes settle on me with his phone in my hand and tears streaming down my face.
"Kitten? Are you alright?"
The nickname kitten clenched my stomach in pain, how dare he.
I stand up and stare at the ground and whisper, "d-did you think I wouldn't find out?"
I let out a shaky sob and drop his phone to the floor.
"Did you really think you could hide that damn phone right next to me for forever??" My hurt was quickly replaced with anger as I made eye contact with his dark, emotionless eyes.
"P-please Rebecca let me explain" His eyes broke eye contact as he was trying to come up with a lame excuse.
"EXPLAIN WHAT SHAWN? THAT YOU WERE SCREWING ANOTHER WOMAN? GOD KNOWS WHAT YOU TWO DID!" I forced him to make eye contact with me and still nothing has changed in his expression.
"I had too." He said those words as if they were the most nonchaulant thing he could say, He was about as emotionless as a rock
Those three words made more tears stream down.
I hissed back, "You didn't have to do anything."
I started packing and he did nothing to stop me and when I was all packed I turned to him before leaving and asked "how long? How long has this been going on?"
He chuckled at me and his eyes went dark with cruelty, knowing exactly what he was going to do to me.
"Months, 3 to be exact, and she screwed me better than you ever could."
My vision went blurry as a bunch of profanities were said as I ran down the stairs.
I loved someone who could never love me.
_______________________________________I guess I'm pretty proud of this:)
~ Leah
