“did they hurt you?”
you slammed the door to your apartment, breaking down to tears as soon as you closed the door.
you slid down the wall, knowing your boyfriend wouldn’t be home right now to see you like this. you knew you were about to have a panic attack.
you had the absolute worst day at uni, mostly because you were harassed by a group of boys you had unfortunately went to high school with. they bullied you in high school and you didn’t think they knew you went to that uni, you definitely didn’t know they went there either.
they caught you off guard, surrounding you. having bad anxiety didn’t help either.
as your breathing got heavier, you knew you should call shawn since he always knows how to calm you down. you didn’t want to call him since he was probably busy at the studio, or so you thought.
“y/n, baby, what happened? what’s wrong?”
with your blurry vision you could barely make out his tall figure rushing towards you and crouching down to your level.
he cupped your cheeks, doing the breathing exercises you’re supposed to do when this happens.
“hey, you’re okay. breathe with me y/n. on the count of three.”
eventually your breathing calmed and shawn pulled you into his chest.
you explained the whole story from when it started back in grade 11, to what happened today.
“oh my god babe,” he sighed, kissing the top of your head multiple times. “did they hurt you? if they did, i’ll kill them. you know i will.”
you lightly chuckled, wiping the tears from your eyes.
“not physically, but emotionally. thankfully someone got me out before they could do anything though.”
he stood up, holding his hands out for you.
“you’re switching to online classes from now on.” he says, kissing your temple as you head up the stairs to bed. “just so i can make sure you’re safe.”