Regrets

17

It's 10 PM. And Shawn hasn't arrived yet. Like, where the heck is he? And most importantly, where is Art?

I have been sitting on the couch , watching a random TV show and waiting for someone to knock on the door.

But let's talk about the fact Shawn is performing at the Madison Square Garden again. The last time he performed there , back in 2016 , I was with him , watching him slay

This time I'm just gonna watch him slay from the TV

The doorbell rings and I run to the door like it's the delivery man.

I open the door and I see Shawn , holding Art who is actually sleeping. I take Art into my arms and walk into my room , where I put him into his bed.

Don't judge. The house has only one room and I haven't had the chance to search for a bigger one. I get back into the living room and see Shawn putting all these stuff around the living. Actually, all those are covering the whole living room

"What are those?" I ask him

"I bought them for Art. He is my son. I can buy him whatever I want" Shawn says , placing a toy car on top my laptop

"He is not your son, Shawn" I say . I'm lying

"Of course he is Violet. We took a DNA test. 100%. Art is my son. " Shawn says , giving me a paper with the DNA results

He actually took a DNA test?

"Who gave you the right to take a DNA test? You didn't get my permission" I say, throwing him the papers

"Oh yeah? You also didn't tell me that I have a son. So what? If I hadn't seen you today, what? I would have never known about Art?" Shawn asks me

Now, it's the correct moment to tell him about Chloe and me. That she told me to come here and stay away from him.

But then, I will seem even more foolish

"I actually told you. Via voicemail. But Chloe heard it. She flew to LA and told me to stay away from you. You were already engaged. Nobody knew about our relationship. I took her offer and came here" I confess and Shawn looks at me , trying to understand what the hell is happening

I bet this will be a good song inspiration

"Chloe would never." Shawn simply says

"Oh yeah? Go check you voicemails then. I won't just stand here and hear your accusations" I tell him with a serious face

"There's a chair over there , you don't have to stand" Shawn says , laughing

He sure knows how to be funny though. I missed his humor

"If you don't believe me it's your fucking problem. I dont care. You can check your voicemails , call Chloe , do whatever you want. You have to perform at the MSG in 2 days and I have to wake up early tomorrow so please get out" I say opening the door and waiting for Shawn get out

He walks out of the door and stops for a second

"I will just come early tomorrow again" Shawn says , wearing his jacket and walking out of the house

I close the door and take a hella deep breath. This is officially the most complicated day ever. I look around the house and I can't believe Shawn bought all of these things. Like they must have costed a lot

Well, my financial situation can't be compared to Shawn's

I just want to sleep. Aka think what will happen next

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