help me do this - Aaron Carpenter FF

Chapter 52 - broke

--Lisas POV--

As soon as I arrived at home I decided to take a shower to think about everything.

Too much has happened. I can't control so many things at the same time, trying to stop Shawn without hurting him, the stuff with my mom I still didn't figure out completely and spending time with Aaron, Nash.

Why is this all happening at the same time?

Tears come up to my eyes. Stress doesn't work well for me.

I get out of the shower and dry my hair.

While I do that, I decide to text Shawn.

Or should I call him? Yes, that would be better.

"Hey." I answer quietly and a little afraid.

"Hi, sup?" he says casually.

"I wanted to talk with you about you..." I mumble.

"Yeah."

"I don't want to hurt you or anything. It's just... I'm with Aaron and I want to be with him." I start.

"But don't you see -" 

I cut him off. I know exactly what he was going to say.

"I love him Shawn. Accept that please! I'm sorry but we can't be together, because I don't want you." everything I say, sounds so rude, but I can't figure out any other way.

"You're so blind! You don't see he's actually using you!" he yells at me.

"And you? Sorry, but forcing me to kiss you during a party? It's not okay! I'm never going to love you, because you're making me sad and upset! I don't want you, just realize it!" 

"So how does Aaron make you feel?" he suddenly has a total different voice. He only mumbles the words.

"He gives me the feeling I mean something to him, the feeling I'm precious." 

"I could do that." Shawn tries to convince me but I shake my head.

"You make things a lot harder, I'm upset because of you! I don't fucking love you!" I yell, hoping he'll somehow understand.

"O-Okay..." he murmurs.

"Just please, I don't mean to hurt you, but I can't stand you harassing me." I don't know how to end this conversation.

"Yeah... Bye." he immediately hangs up and I break out in tears.

I broke him. I totaly did, although I just wanted him to stop.

The thought of my words making anyone cry, is awful.

Shaking, I dial Chelseas number.

"Hey!" she answers happily.

"C-Can you.. Can you c-come?" I sob.

"I'll be there." she keeps on the phone waiting for me to say something.

But no sound leaves my mouth.

After a short while I hear a set of doors close.

"Thankyou..." I finally get out of my mouth.

"Oh dear, will you tell me what happened?" I feel she tries to ask carefully.

Silence.

"I- When you're here okay?" I stutter after a few minutes.

"Yes, I just want you to feel alright. Calm down, I'll be there in a minute." it sounds like she wants to hang up, but she needs to keep talking for me right now.

"Don't hang up." I whine.

"I won't. I'm here, open the door?" 

I wipe my tears and get up down the stairs.

"Hey, are you alright?" Chelsea asks me concerned.

With tears in my eyes I let her in.

"Oh darling..." Chel pulls me into a hug.

"I think I-" I try to tell her, but I can't.

"Sh. It's okay." she comforts me.

After a few moments I pull away and sit on the couch.

"So, do you want to tell me?" she carefully looks at me.

"Yeah..." 

And then I tell Chel about everything with Shawn and how I feel now.

"I'm a bad human.." I end up crying again.

"No, don't ever say that." she says with a worried look on her face.

"I broke his heart." 

She sighs. Obviously she doesn't know what to do and neither do I.

--Chelseas POV--

"Should I talk to him?" I offer.

Lisa shakes her head, looking down.

"Have you talked about it with Aaron?" I try to be careful, not to hurt her.

She shrugs, leaving me clueless.

"He, - at the party he saw Shawn doing this and today he came in the end but I don't know if he realizes what's going on.."  Lisa tells me.

"But you can't keep him unknowing." I intend.

"You're right." she murmurs.

"I'll distract you now." I get up and turn on the tv before I go into the kitchen.

"What're you doing?" she asks.

"Making some coffee. We're gonna have a girls night." I utter.

Then I quickly go up to her room, getting some makeup and nail polishes. 

I find her still sitting on the couch, like before.

"Put Netflix up!" I instruct.