Taylor:
My whole life people have called me a slut, or shamed me on my body, saying I was an object used for someone else's doing. First class. The hardest.
Oh look, it's the slut! The popular girl exclaims
Tears stream down my face. I run out of the building, down the street I don't know and don't care anymore. I want to die. I run into someone, and fall to the ground in pain.
Need help?
I look up and see a very tall and handsome man infront of me with his hand extended. I grab it and he pulls me up.
You ok? He looks at me concerned
I--uh
Come with me he says
He leads me down an unfamiliar street into a building, probably his house. He opens the door and lets me inside. He lets me sit down on the couch, and gets me a glass of water, and food.
Tell me why a pretty girl is out crying on the streets?
I blush. I explain to him how people torment me.
and that is why. I conclude
He sighs, and pulls me into his chest
You are a person.
That was all he said, but all that was needed to be said. I look up at him, hi slips getting closer and closer, until they met with mine. He pulled away, and I snuggled into his chest. The doorbell rang causing me to jump.
Travis:
Taylor jumped when the doorbell rang which caused me to chuckle I bring her to the door, well she was being clingy so it was hard to leave her on the couch. I opened the door, to see the most annoying girl, she would always flirt with me.
TAYLOR? The girl screamed
I notice Taylor frightened, and my protective senses come on
is she the one who.....?
Taylor nodded. I shut the door on her face, and hold Taylor tightly while I bring her through the back door.
I have to go to school. Taylor says silently
I should to.
she looks up at me. Do you go Wyomissing Area Junior/Senior High School?
No. I say sadly
Taylor heads to the right. I watch as she leaves my grasp.
Wait!
She turns and looks at me
here.
I hand her a note with my phone and address. She smiles and kisses me one more time before she leaves.
