shawn mendes imagines

Stitches (part two)

Shawn Mendes Imagine

Shawn's POV:
From the map, it showed Y/n didn't move anywhere. She was in the heart of Detroit which scared the shit out of me.

Detroit is a big city and if she got taken I may never find her.
But I have to.
I reached the outskirts of Detroit and took a few moments to get used to the setting. There were so many abandoned buildings with graffiti and chunks of cement missing from them.

My laptop screen stayed the same as I drove. I'm surprised Y/n didn't switch locations.

I almost threw my phone when my text alert went off. Trying to keep my eyes on the road, I couldn't help but check the message.

Y/n❤: hekp pkwase

I gulped and pushed the pedal down farther.
It didn't look like I was very far now but the map didn't show any buildings or streets so I don't really know where I'm going. I began to drive slower as I approached a tall, dark building.
My laptop showed I was right where Y/n was.

It looked like a parking structure or something. I pulled into the driving path, leading me up flights.
I stopped at the top, slowing stepping out of my car. I heard gravel crunching and I wasn't doing it. I looked around, when finally I saw him.
Eric.
He did this?! I thought Y/n still liked him.

Well, I hope not anymore.
I gritted my teeth, unsure if I should walk forwards or not.

"I see you've come back for your slut,"

"Maybe I came here to kick your ass," I shot back, annoyed of him already.

"Fine, I'll show you what an ass whipping really is." We both walked forward, closing in the distance between us.

"SHAWFNH," I heard a girl yell. It must be Y/n.

"Y-" I felt my face throb as Eric's fist connected with my face. I fell to my knees, feeling my lip.
Definitely bruised and bleeding.

I stood up just for him to pick me up by my shirt and throw me across the parking level. My lungs wheezed for air because of the compact of my back hitting the cement. I shakily stood up, trying to shake off my nerves.

I wasn't scared of him.
I was scared of loosing her.

I walked back to him again, but when he tried to punch I blocked it.
Taking his confused state as a weakness, I threw another back straight at his nose. I cringed listening to it make a crunching nose.

"That's it, you bitch." Eric growled and ran at me. I did the same which wasn't the smartest.

He punched my gut, then took my shoulders, throwing me through the wall. The plaster crashed down by the force of my body.

I groaned as I laid there. I couldn't let him win this. He could do anything he wanted to Y/n and I couldn't let that happen.

After regaining my strength (or whatever I had left), I got angry. Y/n was my girl and my girl only. I ran as hard as I could and he looked like he was ready for a challenge.

I slammed my fist straight into his already bloody face, sending him backwards. He let out a groan and I became concerned when I heard a crack. His head was gushing blood and I was quite worried.
Wait, why am I worried? I don't even like this guy.

I kicked his stomach again for the hell of it, then starting walking up the parking structure.

"Y/n?" I called, hoping for some type of repsonse. I tried to walk as quiet as I could so I could hear movement.
Without any type of reply, I walked up all the flights. I opened the door which was at the top slowly.

I had no words for the image in front of me. I wanted to cry out her name and tell her I loved her, but I was afraid of what he was going to do.

"Do you have any last words for your slutbag?" The man said, holding Y/n by her shirt, dangling her body over the side. I was going to say yes, but I couldn't bring myself to do it.

"Actually, I have a word for you." I said to the man and he looked confused. Though he probably was, he didn't let him guard up like I hoped. Oh well.

"Eric's currently bleeding to death." The man threw his free hand in the air. Y/n looked surprised that I wasted my last sentence to her on that.

"Well, say goodbye, Y/n," The man chuckled before releasing his grip, sending Y/n on a death drop off the building.

I jumped off the building after Y/n, trying to get her attention.

"Y/N!" I screamed, and she stopped screaming for a moment. I caught up to her and held her to my chest as we fell. My back was facing the ground and she was on top of me.

"I promised I'd do anything for you. I love you Y/n L/n." and I'm happy to say, those were my last words before we hit cement.

Y/n's POV:

I still couldn't believe he jumped off after me when I was thrown off the building. I could only call 911 so fast but the impact killed him almost instantly.

He went under, but only I made it out alive. Now, I think I'll be needing more than stitches.

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I did not plan for this imagine to go that way oops
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