crawl ( f.w )

four.

" fucking great. " i yelled. i hated getting upset. my anger always gets the best of me. my mom has tried for years to get me to go to therapy for my anger but i never gave in.

i walked down the street wiping my eyes so many times to point where the skin burned under my eyes. i walked passed a fire extinguisher that was closed off by a glass box.

punch it. you know you want to. punch it. break the glass taylor. it'll relieve some stress.

this always happened whenever i got too upset. why am i always disrespected by people i'm always nice to? i was never treated the way i treat people.

i stopped in front of the glass box and stared at my reflection. water splashing on top of it. i stared at it longer feeling anger rise within me. i raised my hand, connecting my fist with the glass.

it broke immediately and now blood was coming from my knuckles.

" woah! taylor! " someone called from behind me. i wasn't paying attention, if anything i zoned out. i stared at my hand, more tears spilling from my eyes.

" taylor? " someone called again. my eyes were met with joes. " your bleeding alot.. "

" i know. " i said lowly. looking at the ground. " i just got upset. "

joe chuckled a little. " yeah i can see that. let's get you cleaned up. "

***

joe and i were now back at his dorm that he shared with gaten. once we walked through his door, gaten looked up and over from the couch, surprised to see me.

" taylor? woah what happened? " gaten asked looking at my hand which was soaked in blood.

" uh i got mad and punched a glass box. " i said giggling. i guess that did relive some stress.

" i didn't take you for the crazy type. " gaten said looking back at the tv.

" i don't think she's crazy gaten. i think this girl has serious anger issues. " joe laughed. " come, the bathroom is this way. "

once we got to the bathroom, i sat on the toilet while joe got some supplies to clean me up.

" i could probably just do it myself y'know. " i said running my hand under some cold water.

" i know but i'd rather help to make sure there's no glass in your cuts. " joe spoke getting some ointment. " okay let's stop this bleeding. "

joe was done patching my hand up 5 minutes later. it did feel a lot better. i probably wouldn't have done it right truthfully.

i thanked him, pulling the man into a hug. " thank you for being there. "

" anytime tay. " joe replied smiling. " now. you wanna tell me what happened back there? "

we sat down in the living room with gaten and i explained to them what happened with finn and adding onto my anger was my ex. how nobody treats me with respect.

" that's such a dick thing to say. " gaten said. " finn never acts like that. "

" clearly he does. " i add looking around.