Shawn Mendes Imagines

Abuse

Hey! Just something important again. Hope you like it. This may be a bit upsetting.

Shawn's POV

I get home, bruised. Why? Well my girlfriend has been abusing me for a few months now. It was a small slap at first at the end of an argument, but it began to get worse and worse.

She never hit this hard. She punched me so hard that I was certain my nose broke. The day before, she kicked my ribs, and I was barely able to walk. But I was able to hide bruised ribs - pulled muscle, stomach ache. A mark on the face was hard to hide.

I look in the mirror. It was bad. Bruising around my nose and cheekbone, and under my eye. I hear a knock on my door - I remember Y/N,  my best friend, was coming for a film night. What do I do? She comes in.

"Hey Shawn."

"Hi" I don't turn around.

"Shawn turn around." I obey and I hear a gasp.

"Who did this?" She cups my cheek and I flinch. "We need to get this checked out. It's bruised up. You can tell me what happened on the journey." She grabs my side and I let out a whimper.

Your POV

"Shawn let me see." I say assertively. He lifts his shirt up and his ribs are all bruised up. "Who did this?"

"She did'' he responds, tears welling in his eyes.

"Your girlfriend?" He nods.

"Lets get you to hospital. Come on." We get into my car and I drive him to the A&E department.

"Shawn Mendes." The doctor calls and we go in to the office. "Shawn has a broken nose and a small cheekbone fracture. He also has two broken ribs."

"Is he allowed to go home?" I ask.

"Yes, but we will have to notify the police.'' I nod and we leave.

I take Shawn back to his house and his mum opens the door worridly.

"Shawn honey" she looks at his face - he had a small plaster on his nose and a bruise on his cheekbone. He could  barely stand let alone walk.

"I want to sleep mummy please." He whimpers out.

"That's fine honey. Y/N Come on in. Shawn get into bed. Y/N I need to speak to you quickly."

"I'm gonna help Shawn up and I'll be straight down.'' I help Shawn walk up the stairs. "I'll tuck you in." I cover him up with a duvet, before going downstairs.

"What happened?" Karen asks.

"His girlfriend hit him. He told me its been happening for a while and it got bad today. We reported it to the police.''

"Please just keep an eye on him. He's sensitive and things get to him."

"I will do don't worry." I tell her, and she passes me an ice pack. I go into Shawn's room. He's sitting on the edge of his bed. "Lets get you into something comfier." I help him change into sweatpants. I notice his nose was bleeding slightly, so I wipe the blood with a tissue, trying not to hurt him. I unbutton his shirt, revealing theexcessive bruising around his ribs. "Lie down." I gently place the ice pack on his face to reduce the pain and swelling.

"Can you lie with me? I...I feel safer.''

"Of course. What are best friends for!" I get into bed and he rests his head on my chest. I play with his hair as he falls asleep, breathing heavy due to his broken nose.