Stuck In Between

Chapter nineteen: Great timing, Annie

Heyyy guyzzz!!!!!!! I am EXTREMELY sorry I haven't posted in a while!!! I can't lie and say I've been really busy, because most of the time i was at home. But I did have a huge writers block. I would open the story and just stare at it hoping something would pop into my mind. But thankfully, my awesome co-author, Aria, helped me. This chapter is pretty short but dont worry, we'll try to make them longer.

Without further ado, here is the story. Hope you guys likey!!!!!

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“Who is it?” he shouted.

“It’s me, Taylor! Can we talk?” I answered.

I heard a loud thud and then he opened the door. I glanced behind him. His quilt was on the floor, and by the looks of him rubbing his arm, I assumed he had fallen from the bed.

“Are you okay?” I asked, giggling.

“Yeah. Yeah, I’m fine. Come in,” he said, waving his hand in the air.

I saw two beds, an unoccupied one and his. Because he wasn't exactly a "resident" in the orphanage, he had gotten one of the empty rooms. Good, because we had privacy. It was one of the things Carla had said was important.

“Listen Tay, I never meant to snap at you like that," he said, rubbing his neck,"I was jealous and I acted stupid. I just... I just couldn't stand the thought of you being with another guy. I mean, for me it's only you. But you aren't like me. You get to choose other guys. Please forgive me. I couldn't live with myself knowing that I hurt you...”

“Apology accepted. And I’m so sorry for acting the way I did towards you. I’m sorry I ignored you after you wrote that poem to me. I wasn’t having a good day. I mean, first my dad, then you, then Robert. I also want to tell you that-“ 

"Hey, guys!" Annie burst in to the room.

Crap, I should have locked the door! Stupid, stupid, stupid!

“We’ll finish this later,” I said, turning to Annie

“Hey honey! Are you done playing with Isabelle?” I asked, rubbing my arms.

Isabelle is Annie’s best friend and dorm partner. If you looked at them you would think they’re sisters. They had the same blonde hair and brown eyes. It was creepy. Like if they were sisters in some parallel universe.

“Yeah... She felt tired and she went to our dorm,” she said as she sat between Bryce and me. “So, what were you guys talking about?”

Crap. What do I say? I’ll just wing it.