His true intentions

                                    

                                          
"Ms. Melany, are you sure? Let me at least pay you half." She shakes her head. "No, after what you been through at that school and the pain you're in, it's free of charge. Take it." Shawn nods. "Thank you Ms. Melany, really." She nods. We get back to his place, Cameron is sprawled out on the couch watching tv and eating grapes, MY grapes, my cotton candy grapes Shawn bought me. "Shawn." I warn in a threatening tone. "I will buy you some more baby, let's just go to the room." I push him into the room and I sigh closing the door and locking it. "You want to be in your pajamas?" He nods. "Just the pants no shirt." I pull out black pajama pants for him to wear and pull them up his legs. I get between his legs kissing up his abdomen and torso. I gently nip at the skin a few times in different spots. He flex under my touch groaning a bit, his hand run through my curly hair. I go up to his chest then I straddle him kissing up his neck and jawline. "Not right now, as much as I want to I can't, I'm not in the mood." I kiss his lips then pull away looking him in the eyes. "It's ok, I will make you something to eat and then after I'm going back to my parents." He nods. "Ok." I help him in bed and leave to the kitchen. I feel Cameron's eyes on me but, I ignore him, I don't even speak to him. I'm still pissed about my grapes. "Hey." I jump away quickly feeling his hands on my waist. "What do you think you are doing?" He smiles holding his hands up. "Nothing, nothing, I just came to talk, I want to get to know you more." I push him off. "You can know me more from right there." He chuckles. "You don't have to keep acting, he's not here, don't be shy." I turn my back on him disgusted. "Leave me alone Cameron, I need to make Shawn something to eat." He grabs my ass and I immediately turned around and slapped him across the face. "You have a nice ass." I point the exit. "Get out!" He grabs my wrist and shoves me against the fridge. "Just admit it, you want me not that paralyzed loser." I scoff. "How could you say that? He's your friend!" He rolls his eyes, his grip tightening. "Come on, Shawn and I haven't been friends since he got internet famous. He's an idiot, flaunting around with every girl drooling over him. He's wasting his fame and decided to be a teacher." He sneers. "Pathetic. He doesn't deserve a single drop of fame that he has." I laugh coldly. "Sounds like someone is jealous." I spat and he wraps a hand around my throat squeezing tight. "I heard about your little incident with Jackson and his little friend." My heart beats faster at his name coming out of Cameron's mouth. "Shawn told us what happened, how I see it, you asked for it, you're a fucking tease." My hands still on his wrist to claw his hand off me, he squeeze tighter. "Scream and I will kill Shawn." I whimper tears falling down my cheek. "Don't cry, I will make it quick."
I lay on the kitchen floor silently crying. I can't believe I let this happen again. How could this happen to me again? I watch fix his pants, he looks down at me emotionless. "Tell him about any of this and I kill Shawn, got it?" I don't respond. "Got it!" I quickly nod my head. "Ye-yes." He nods. "Good, clean yourself up, you look a mess." He casually walks away as if nothing happened. I go to the upstairs bathroom grabbing pajamas from our upstairs room and I take a shower scrubbing my brown skin, I watch my skin turning light red from the he constant and aggressive scrubbing but, I don't care. I need to feel clean. I scrub my face and body one last time before getting out and get dressed. I go back to the kitchen to make Shawn some ramen. I'm startled when I see Cameron at the doorway. "Please, please don't." He chuckles. "Don't what? Touch you?" He grabs my arm yanking me. "You're mine now, as long as I'm here I own you. Understand?" I nod not looking at him. "Good." He smacks my ass walking away. I get to the room and I see Shawn slowly trying to sit himself up. I set the bowl down and help him. "Thanks baby, what took you so long? And..." he takes my hand without warning and I jump. He looks up at me worried. "Yo-you're shaking. What's wrong?" I shake my head it's nothing." He looks at my body. "It doesn't look like that to me. What the fuck happened to your skin? What the fuck did you do to yourself?" I aggressively shove the bowl of noodles in his hands. "Stop yelling at me!" He sets the bowl in his lap. "Baby, I'm not yelling, I'm just asking out of curiosity, I'm worried about you." I sit on the bed keeping my space. "I'm fine." I say calmly. I hear him sigh and the bed shifts a bit. "Don't touch me!" He stops. "Storm... wait what are you doing? Stop, stop doing that, Storm I said stop!" He reaches over grabbing my hands. "Dammit your arms are bleeding. You haven't done this in a while. Are you triggered by something?" I don't say anything. "Alright go get the first aid kit, I will bandage you up." I grab the kit and hand it to him. I watch him clean my wounds and wrap them up before kissing them. "I haven't heard you talking about Derek or hanging out with him in a while. Is it because of me?" I shake my head. "N-no it's not, I promise." He nods.