Complicated

Chapter 71

Shawn's POV:
I watch as she hurriedly leaves the cafeteria. I kind of feel bad... but why should I ? I'm not the one who cheated. „Aww I think someone's jealous." Stefanie, who is still sitting on my lap, whispers into my ear.

I just shove her off of me. I don't like her at all but Maggie doesn't like her either so... Stefanie doesn't seem to care at all that I'm ignoring her. She just keeps on rambling about god knows what. My gaze wanders around the table, till it lands on Aiden.

His eyes staring into mine. He leans back with his eyebrows raised, crossing his arms. I just shrug at him. Why does he even care? My phone buzzes, signaling me that I have a new message.
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Aiden: At least let her explain Shawn. You can't tell me you stopped loving her from one day to another. You know a relationship also means to be able to forgive the one you love.
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I sigh, staring onto the screen. I mean of course I love her. I can't just stop right away but what she did broke my heart into so many little pieces that I don't know if I could ever forgive her.

Everyone keeps telling me to let her talk but what is it good for? I don't want to hear the whole it was a mistake, you are the only one I love bullshit.
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Aiden: Come on Shawn. You really want her to disappear from your life?
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Furrowing my eyebrows, I look to the door which she just went through. I never thought about that. Do I never want to see her again? Oh who am I kidding. It's just... difficult. I answer that I'm going to talk to her later. I can't right now. I have to prepare what I'm going to say.

I can't stand another hour of school, so I decided to go home. Sitting on my bed, I strum around on my guitar as always. I think I haven't done anything else since I came home a couple days ago.

About three new songs are finished but..they are kind of depressing, therefore I don't think that I'm ever gonna use them. Suddenly I hear knocks on the door. „Shawn?" Aaliyah asks, trying to open the door but I locked it.

"When are you finally going to tell me what happened?" she sighs. „Aaliyah just go." I sate.
Shutting out my sister hurts me too but she would just keep asking questions and probably also persuade me to talk to Maggie.

"I just want to help..." she says, jiggling the doorknob. „You are not helping Aaliyah! I said go!" I shout, immediately regretting it. It's not her fault... The only thing I heard were the footsteps disappearing into her room. Great. Now she's sad too.

Sighing, I stroke through my already messy hair, standing up to walk to Aaliyah. „Hey..." I say, quietly knocking on her door. „Aaliyah listen, I'm sorry okey? I know that you want to help but I just need time to think at the moment." I explain, hoping she would say something but it stays quiet.

After some moments I head back into my room sighing. The clock reads 10: 51 pm. What? It's already so late? I fall with my back onto my bed, exhaling deeply. What should I do? Now or tomorrow? I can't wait till tomorrow. I have to talk to Maggie now.

Maybe I should call before I go ? Yeah I should. I grab my phone and dial her number, waiting for her to pick up. She doesn't answer. Well, then I'll just have to go to her house. On my way to hear house I start to get even more nervous.

My phone rings making me shrug. I ignore it since I'm driving but it keeps ringing. What is so important now?

I pick it up and answer, without looking at the caller ID. „Hello?" I ask. „S-shawn?" I hear a quiet voice stutter. „Maggie?"