It was 12 in the morning and I was passed out. Shawn decided to go out with his friends and promised to be home early but he still wasn't home. I shrugged it off and decided to go to sleep. I trusted Shawn.
My phone started buzzing. I glanced at the caller ID and didn't recognize the number but answered it anyways.
"You have a collect call from the county jail." My heart pounded and my eyes widened. What the hell?!
"Hey, babe." It was Shawn. He sounded very tired.
"Oh my God Shawn what the hell?!" I sat straight up in our bed and knitted my eyebrows.
"I got arrested..." He said bluntly. I rolled my eyes.
"No shit Shawn! What did you do?" I got up and pulled jeans out of the drawer.
"Someone at the club noticed me from high school and started talking shit about you, so I beat him up." He sighed on the other line. I slowed my pace and calmed down.
"How much is your bond baby?" I asked slipping my pajama shorts down and changing into my jeans.
"I think they said 400$" he explained. I grabbed my wallet.
"I'll be there in a bit babe." I assured him. I could mentally see him smiling.
"Okay thanks." I stopped.
"Hey babe...thank you.. For sticking up for me."
"Anything for you babe. Now can you hurry? People are looking at me funny." I laughed.
"I love you too. I'm leaving."
