Typical

Chapter fifty four

"Morning handsome" I giggled, gently setting a kiss on the tip of Shawn's nose as his eyes fought to stay closed.

He had sweat dripping down his forehead and his breathing was heavy.

"Good morning beautiful" The familiar raspy voice that had my heart pound this early met my ears.

I snuggled deeper into his chest, avoiding getting out from the warm sheets and getting food for us three.

"Where's Al"? He opened his medium brown eyes, leaning down to kiss me.

"She went and got a water from the vending machine"

He nodded, sighing.

"My head hurts" I wiped away his sweat after he spoke.

I hadn't paid much attention to what Shawn said last night, how he was sorry over and over again.

It worried me, but I understood how much stress he was under.

Plus, he was wasted so I didn't want to push him.

"I love you Will," He kissed me again before sitting up... And that's when I saw them.

Scratches trailed down his spine.

Finger nail scratched.

My heart fell into my stomach, almost instantly my cheeks heated and the love I had only seconds ago vanished.

"What's that"? I backed up in bed,

He turned to me, raising an eye brow after grabbing his shirt off the floor.

"Where did those scratches come from Shawn"? My voice cracked on the last part.

And seeing his face fall dead pale proved what had been struck to me.

"Tell me you didn't" I stood up quickly, shaking my head back and fourth.

No.

No.

Shawn wouldn't have done that.

He wouldn't do that too me.

To us.

"It's not what it looks like Willow" He tried to walk around the bed and come closer but I only backed up more.

It felt as if my insides were twisting.

He wouldn't do that.

He wouldn't.

But it hit me.

"You were sorry" I cried out.

He said he was sorry last night, over an over again.

I knew what he was sorry for now.

"No, Willow I promise you nothing happened"

I grabbed his keys off the lamp stand.

Throwing them hard at his chest.

"Leave"

"Willow"

"No Shawn leave" I hadn't cried.

Not yet.

The water was welling inside.

I wanted to jump over the bed and punch him over and over again.

How could he do this?

Not Shawn.

Not my Shawn.

"We didn't do anything, you have to believe me. Just let me explain" His own water was beginning to drip.

I just kept shaking my head.

The boy I loved with every ounce of being in me wouldn't have done this.

He wouldn't have hurt me like this.

"Leave. Leave me alone. Please Shawn" I cupped my hand over my mouth, squeezing my eyes shut.

I couldn't hear this.

This wasn't true.

This wasn't happening.

"We went upstairs, she took my shirt off but as soon as we got in bed and I looked her in the eyes, it wasn't you Willow. It wasn't you so I left"

I couldn't believe this.

So he was all for doing it up until he looked at her?

He let her take his shirt off and he let her drag him into a bedroom.

"But you were gonna do it Shawn! You said yes, you went to a room with her. What the fuck am I too you? I am not a toy and I am so fucking sick of being hurt by.." My voice broke.

I couldn't hear anything.

"I'm so sick of everyone.. Hurting me"

"Willow, please"

"Go. Don't come back, just go"

I pointed towards the door.

He shook his head.

Biting his bottom lip and looking over each fragment of my face.

I needed him to leave.

I needed him to leave me alone.

"We didn't.." He began but I shook my head.

"I love you Will. You have to understand that."

"Go"

With that last small word, he clutched the keys in his fist, turned around.

And left.