Shawn's Decision
Disclaimer: I do not own Boy Meets World and have nothing to do with Disney or ABC, because if I did the show would still be on! (And the guys would have their shirts off a lot more often.) The only character I own in this story is Aria, a.k.a. Ari.
Chapter 1
Goodbye Angela.Again
God I hate myself when I do this, thought Shawn Hunter as he sat up in the bed inside his new apartment. I have to cry about everything don't I? He wiped away his tears and looked at his wet hand in disgust, I am such a wuss. I'm glad Eric's asleep. Why did Angela have to leave? My God it has been a year, but she is supposed to come home soon. I wonder why she hasn't called lately? But do I even still love her? Of coarse I do, right? I love our memories together, but.
As Shawn became more engrossed in his thoughts, he eventually decided he needed to write more of his poetry.
Does she know
That my confusion grows Each day I don't see her face Feel her wonderful embrace Absence makes the heart grow stronger they say But now that I haven't seen her in months, days
I'm sure the saying is wrong
It has been so long And I just feel abandoned Again
And now I can't write worth a piece of crap, he thought while ripping the piece of paper into shreds. I wish Cory were here. He remembered how his best friend had been there for him through all of his screwed up life, and even though he had pushed him away plenty of times, Cory had always stayed by his side. Now he's married and living in another building with his wife Topanga. It wasn't as though Shawn didn't like Topanga, on the contrary, she was his best girl as a friend, but he still missed the way things were when it was Cory and him without Topanga always being there.
Shawn then took two Tylenol and fell into an uneasy sleep. He dreamed about how things were when his father died, then saw Angela leaving him, and saw his father's face during the fatal heart attack that had killed him, and finally hearing the terrifying buzz of the heart monitor. Shawn opened his eyes and reached over to turn of him alarm clock realizing it wasn't the monitor's buzz he was hearing.
He glanced at the clock, 8:30. Wasn't I supposed to do something today? Oh crap, coffee with Cory. He jumped out of bed and into the shower. How could I have forgotten? I'm supposed to be there in a half an hour. After Shawn got dressed, he went into his living room, and was surprised to see he had two new messages on his machine.
" Hey Shawnie, this is Cory. I'm sorry but I'm not gonna be able to meet your for coffee at nine, I have to go to an interview about a summer job. Sorry I forgot to tell you earlier, but come over to my place around eleven, okay? Bye."
Great, now Cory can't even find time for me. I really need to stop feeling sorry for myself. He sighed and his answering machine then resumed by playing the next message. "Shawn," came a nervous voice," this is Angela, and we need to talk. Call me back soon. Bye."
Oh crap, that does not sound good at all, thought Shawn as he began dialing Angela's number.
The phone rang about four times until Shawn finally heard a tired, "Hello?"
Way to forget the time difference dumbass, Shawn scolded himself. "Hi, Angela? You said we needed to talk. I'm sorry I forgot about the time, its just I have a lot on my mind." he rambled on," So.what do we need to talk about?" he asked, though already knowing the answer.
"Um.Shawn, I loved you, I really did, but I just think we drifted too far apart. I'm sorry if I sound lame but."
" Angela.why?"
" I'm going to stay in Europe, and I don't want to have a relationship this far apart anymore."
"What? Why are you staying in Europe?" Shawn asked, completely flabbergasted. He had suspected her breaking up with him, but staying in Europe? He thought when she moved back to the States, they would resume their love, why, why was she doing this?
"Shawn, I met someone else. I'm so sorry I didn't tell you earlier."
Shawn couldn't think of any other sensible thing to do, so he did the only thing his mind could consider. He hung up the phone.
After he stood there a moment, waiting for the pain to settle in, he was surprised to feel only numbness. He had loved Angela, he was sure of that, but as he stood there feeling numb, he knew that he had been holding on to the relationship way too long. He had too much conflict through out the entire relationship to feel heartbroken again. He guessed his subconscious had known the bond between them had begun to fade when she left him almost a year ago.
He started thinking about everything he and Angela had gone through, and that is when the ache of his heart set in. She had been there when his father died, her mother had abandoned her, just as his mother had done to him, and finally when she left him for Europe saying they should never to utter the word "goodbye." He thought, she just said it now though, didn't she? He knew just what to do, and that was to go straight back to sleep.
When Shawn woke hours later, he instantly felt the need for a drink. He went outside for a taxi.
"Can you take me to the closest bar?" Shawn asked the rather large driver.
The man grunted, and Shawn took that as a yes, "Also could you tell me what
time it is?" In his hurry to get out of his apartment, he had completely forgotten to check the clock.
" Four-thirty," mumbled the driver.
God we're never gonna get there with New York traffic. Though the traffic was bad, the bar was fairly close and the drive only took them fifteen minutes.
Two hours later Shawn had consumed shots of tequila and vodka, and was drunk out of his mind.
"Give me another vodka," he ordered the bartender.
"Son, I think you've had enough," he replied noticing all the alcohol Shawn had taken that night.
" I said give me another vodka."
The bartender, who was used to blustering drunks, told Shawn to get out of his bar.
Furious, Shawn left the place and started walking. He then saw the coffee place he was suppose to have met Cory that morning. Shawn had been there many times before, and the place was comfortable and right then he needed a cozy place to sit. He walked in, and since his vision was slightly blurring, didn't notice that a blonde woman with concern in her eyes was watching him. He was glad no one he knew was in there, he couldn't stand the thought of Cory seeing him drunk after what he had gone through in high school.
Screw it, Shawn thought, I am twenty-one now and I'm legally allowed to have drinks! He bought a coffee, slurring his words badly, and found a cozy little place in the back of the room where he wouldn't be noticed. He then closed his eyes, and probably would have fallen asleep if the blonde women hadn't of come over to talk to him. "Are you okay?" she asked.
"I'm f-fine," he stuttered.
"I can tell," she muttered under her breath, "Scoot over."
Shawn moved over to give her some room, and for the first time since he had sat down opened his eyes. "Oooh," he moaned.
"What's wrong?" asked the stranger . "The whole room is spinning," Shawn complained.
"Close your eyes for awhile," she replied, "By the way, my name is Aria, Aria Stevens."
"I'm Shawn Hunter," he told her, while his eyes were still closed.
"Well, Shawn, if you don't mind me asking, what happened?"
"Lots of stuff, don't wanna talk 'bout it," he finally noticed himself slurring his words. "Come on tell me," Aria inquired," look, I'm a stranger in New York, what's the chance you'll even see me again?"
Shawn thought the information over and even though he could not speak very well, began to tell her what happened in small sentences," first love, broke up, Angela in Europe with s-someone else, gone year with dad."
"Okay.I'm guessing your first love, Angela, and you broke up a year after she went to Europe with her dad, and she is with someone new?"
Shawn guffawed," You're good."
"It's a talent," Aria stated pleasantly," but as for you, we need to get you back to your place so you can get some sleep."
"Can't," Shawn declared," spent all my money on alcohol."
"Don't worry, I'll pay for the cab." With that Shawn, being half-pulled by Aria, went outside into the cool, crisp night. She helped track down a cab and put him inside where he immediately passed out cold.
"I knew that was gonna happen sometime soon," she muttered to herself," would have been nice if he told me where he lived first though." With that she climbed into the cab, trying to straighten the passed out Shawn. She had a certain feeling that his letting go of control went a bit deeper than his girlfriend breaking up with him, but she obviously couldn't ask him about it at the moment. "Sir, please take us to 5th street, the tallest building on the left."
********************************* Please review this for me! Thanks! Tell me if you think I should keep going or not please. Oh I'm sorry if his thoughts we a little confusing, it wouldn't let the italics download.
Disclaimer: I do not own Boy Meets World and have nothing to do with Disney or ABC, because if I did the show would still be on! (And the guys would have their shirts off a lot more often.) The only character I own in this story is Aria, a.k.a. Ari.
Chapter 1
Goodbye Angela.Again
God I hate myself when I do this, thought Shawn Hunter as he sat up in the bed inside his new apartment. I have to cry about everything don't I? He wiped away his tears and looked at his wet hand in disgust, I am such a wuss. I'm glad Eric's asleep. Why did Angela have to leave? My God it has been a year, but she is supposed to come home soon. I wonder why she hasn't called lately? But do I even still love her? Of coarse I do, right? I love our memories together, but.
As Shawn became more engrossed in his thoughts, he eventually decided he needed to write more of his poetry.
Does she know
That my confusion grows Each day I don't see her face Feel her wonderful embrace Absence makes the heart grow stronger they say But now that I haven't seen her in months, days
I'm sure the saying is wrong
It has been so long And I just feel abandoned Again
And now I can't write worth a piece of crap, he thought while ripping the piece of paper into shreds. I wish Cory were here. He remembered how his best friend had been there for him through all of his screwed up life, and even though he had pushed him away plenty of times, Cory had always stayed by his side. Now he's married and living in another building with his wife Topanga. It wasn't as though Shawn didn't like Topanga, on the contrary, she was his best girl as a friend, but he still missed the way things were when it was Cory and him without Topanga always being there.
Shawn then took two Tylenol and fell into an uneasy sleep. He dreamed about how things were when his father died, then saw Angela leaving him, and saw his father's face during the fatal heart attack that had killed him, and finally hearing the terrifying buzz of the heart monitor. Shawn opened his eyes and reached over to turn of him alarm clock realizing it wasn't the monitor's buzz he was hearing.
He glanced at the clock, 8:30. Wasn't I supposed to do something today? Oh crap, coffee with Cory. He jumped out of bed and into the shower. How could I have forgotten? I'm supposed to be there in a half an hour. After Shawn got dressed, he went into his living room, and was surprised to see he had two new messages on his machine.
" Hey Shawnie, this is Cory. I'm sorry but I'm not gonna be able to meet your for coffee at nine, I have to go to an interview about a summer job. Sorry I forgot to tell you earlier, but come over to my place around eleven, okay? Bye."
Great, now Cory can't even find time for me. I really need to stop feeling sorry for myself. He sighed and his answering machine then resumed by playing the next message. "Shawn," came a nervous voice," this is Angela, and we need to talk. Call me back soon. Bye."
Oh crap, that does not sound good at all, thought Shawn as he began dialing Angela's number.
The phone rang about four times until Shawn finally heard a tired, "Hello?"
Way to forget the time difference dumbass, Shawn scolded himself. "Hi, Angela? You said we needed to talk. I'm sorry I forgot about the time, its just I have a lot on my mind." he rambled on," So.what do we need to talk about?" he asked, though already knowing the answer.
"Um.Shawn, I loved you, I really did, but I just think we drifted too far apart. I'm sorry if I sound lame but."
" Angela.why?"
" I'm going to stay in Europe, and I don't want to have a relationship this far apart anymore."
"What? Why are you staying in Europe?" Shawn asked, completely flabbergasted. He had suspected her breaking up with him, but staying in Europe? He thought when she moved back to the States, they would resume their love, why, why was she doing this?
"Shawn, I met someone else. I'm so sorry I didn't tell you earlier."
Shawn couldn't think of any other sensible thing to do, so he did the only thing his mind could consider. He hung up the phone.
After he stood there a moment, waiting for the pain to settle in, he was surprised to feel only numbness. He had loved Angela, he was sure of that, but as he stood there feeling numb, he knew that he had been holding on to the relationship way too long. He had too much conflict through out the entire relationship to feel heartbroken again. He guessed his subconscious had known the bond between them had begun to fade when she left him almost a year ago.
He started thinking about everything he and Angela had gone through, and that is when the ache of his heart set in. She had been there when his father died, her mother had abandoned her, just as his mother had done to him, and finally when she left him for Europe saying they should never to utter the word "goodbye." He thought, she just said it now though, didn't she? He knew just what to do, and that was to go straight back to sleep.
When Shawn woke hours later, he instantly felt the need for a drink. He went outside for a taxi.
"Can you take me to the closest bar?" Shawn asked the rather large driver.
The man grunted, and Shawn took that as a yes, "Also could you tell me what
time it is?" In his hurry to get out of his apartment, he had completely forgotten to check the clock.
" Four-thirty," mumbled the driver.
God we're never gonna get there with New York traffic. Though the traffic was bad, the bar was fairly close and the drive only took them fifteen minutes.
Two hours later Shawn had consumed shots of tequila and vodka, and was drunk out of his mind.
"Give me another vodka," he ordered the bartender.
"Son, I think you've had enough," he replied noticing all the alcohol Shawn had taken that night.
" I said give me another vodka."
The bartender, who was used to blustering drunks, told Shawn to get out of his bar.
Furious, Shawn left the place and started walking. He then saw the coffee place he was suppose to have met Cory that morning. Shawn had been there many times before, and the place was comfortable and right then he needed a cozy place to sit. He walked in, and since his vision was slightly blurring, didn't notice that a blonde woman with concern in her eyes was watching him. He was glad no one he knew was in there, he couldn't stand the thought of Cory seeing him drunk after what he had gone through in high school.
Screw it, Shawn thought, I am twenty-one now and I'm legally allowed to have drinks! He bought a coffee, slurring his words badly, and found a cozy little place in the back of the room where he wouldn't be noticed. He then closed his eyes, and probably would have fallen asleep if the blonde women hadn't of come over to talk to him. "Are you okay?" she asked.
"I'm f-fine," he stuttered.
"I can tell," she muttered under her breath, "Scoot over."
Shawn moved over to give her some room, and for the first time since he had sat down opened his eyes. "Oooh," he moaned.
"What's wrong?" asked the stranger . "The whole room is spinning," Shawn complained.
"Close your eyes for awhile," she replied, "By the way, my name is Aria, Aria Stevens."
"I'm Shawn Hunter," he told her, while his eyes were still closed.
"Well, Shawn, if you don't mind me asking, what happened?"
"Lots of stuff, don't wanna talk 'bout it," he finally noticed himself slurring his words. "Come on tell me," Aria inquired," look, I'm a stranger in New York, what's the chance you'll even see me again?"
Shawn thought the information over and even though he could not speak very well, began to tell her what happened in small sentences," first love, broke up, Angela in Europe with s-someone else, gone year with dad."
"Okay.I'm guessing your first love, Angela, and you broke up a year after she went to Europe with her dad, and she is with someone new?"
Shawn guffawed," You're good."
"It's a talent," Aria stated pleasantly," but as for you, we need to get you back to your place so you can get some sleep."
"Can't," Shawn declared," spent all my money on alcohol."
"Don't worry, I'll pay for the cab." With that Shawn, being half-pulled by Aria, went outside into the cool, crisp night. She helped track down a cab and put him inside where he immediately passed out cold.
"I knew that was gonna happen sometime soon," she muttered to herself," would have been nice if he told me where he lived first though." With that she climbed into the cab, trying to straighten the passed out Shawn. She had a certain feeling that his letting go of control went a bit deeper than his girlfriend breaking up with him, but she obviously couldn't ask him about it at the moment. "Sir, please take us to 5th street, the tallest building on the left."
********************************* Please review this for me! Thanks! Tell me if you think I should keep going or not please. Oh I'm sorry if his thoughts we a little confusing, it wouldn't let the italics download.