The Makeover

Shawn, Please, just go.

                              "Shawn...Shawn. Shawn! Oh my god please make him stop, please make him stop!" I screamed to the top of my lungs. Skate hit me again.

"What's lover boy going to do?" He asked. 

"Shh, shh babygirl." Shawn whispered, he held my hips lightly. "God, I hate seeing you in pain."

"I know." I said through gritted teeth. 

"Just focus on my voice okay?"

He hit me again, really hard. I screamed. Really, really loud. "Nate! Shawn! Fuck! Shit! Shit! Shit! Please! Nate, I'll do anything! Any fucking thing, just stop-please stop."

"Where is the fun in that? You'll get away."

"No Nate." I said gasping clutching onto Shawn's shirt. "Oh my god Shawn, no, no I'm going to love you again. I promise. Baby, I love you so fucking much."

"How do you know your not lying?"

"I'll do anything." 

He smirked and it was like I knew what he wanted. Sadly. I tried to move off Shawn, but Nate held me onto him. I heard his zipper unzip. 

"Baby? What- are you- "

"Just-just shh."

"You are not fucking him on my lap."

"I'm so sorry Shawn I-" I screamed.

"Did you really think I would fuck you and everything would be okay?"

Nate had my hair in his hands. "Nathan-" His hand was on my throat, and I couldn't breathe. 

Shawn was frozen, and I couldn't tell why. 

"Now, I'm not going to kill her. You are a diffrent story. Loverboy."