Our Invisible String (Complete Version)

11 (Taylors Version)

Yeah, that must have been it because there was no other plausible explanation for the amount of time I spent thinking about Travis and the way he had knelt between my legs. He had looked so sincere while talking, so gentle.

He had meant his apology and I had been so taken aback by his confession. Never in a million years would I think the football captain, the most desired boy in our year, in the whole school and he had liked me??

I had been the quiet awkward kid. We had never even spoken, and he had liked me? Now I knew how to tame my hair, how to do skincare and all that but back than I was just lost and all over the place like most people that age.

I had dreamed of getting out of here and making big in the city. Starting new and having a fresh start. I had saved up for the appointments, the college all of it and it all ended up going into the doctors' treatments and ultrasounds and stuff.

I loved my daughter and wouldn't give her back for all the money in the world, but she had disrupted my life in a way too. I knew I wouldn't make it out of town anymore and my whole caterpillar hopes were extinguished like a little flame that hadn't even started to burn.

I'd never become the butterfly and unfold the way I wanted. I'd be stuck for my daughter's sake and do everything I could to enable her for this.

And yet something about this felt like fate. What were the odds that the former bully and the quiet kid, who the bully apparently had a crush on, both with mid-sized city hopes and small town fears, dreaming of making it big and getting out, ended up stuck together in the same town that would end up confining them for the rest if their lives?

And for him to actually realize what he did wrong and asking me literally on his knees for my forgiveness. It had been so sweet, and I had wanted to tell him I forgave him, but I just couldn't let it be that easy.

So, I went to my office and started to write in a sparkly blue gel pen.

Dear Travis,

After long pondering with myself I decided to give you another chance. The past is the past and we need to move forward not backward. Especially for the sake of our students and our workplace environment I think I can find it in my endless mercy to move on from this. Your apology really showed me that there is the chance that you've matured, and you grew as a person so consider yourself a friend on probation. This does not mean I forgot what happened, I don't think I ever will but that means that I will give you a new chance. Prove to me you really care about this job, the kids and especially that you understand why you were in the wrong to do so and you will be taken off probation. I'm ready to be your friend and get to know the new you.

For the first time sincerely,

Your Taylor

P.S. Begging on your knees might speed up that process ;)

P.P.S I am not naked in your jacket no matter how much it looks like it

I grinned softly when I finished writing it, getting up and gathering my things, getting ready to go home, grabbing the note before leaving the room and making a detour to the gym to drop it off.

I knocked on the door, but it was to no avail. When after my fifth attempt no one opened I had an idea and walked over to the football field. And indeed, there he was talking to his team barking commands at them telling them what to do different and how to improve.

It was kind of sexy to see him like this. Carrying and paying attention to his players while at the same time being so completely in charge and I couldn't help imagining what it would be like to be taken charge of by him in the bed- wait no, no going there. We were friends on probation nothing more.

All this must've been some hormonal thing, I got horny often at this point of my period, yeah that's what it must have been. He noticed his players being distracted when their eyes laid on me and I blushed slightly, remembering I was wearing his sweater after all.

"Are you frickin kidding me, I'm talking to you guys, when I turn around there better be a naked Jennifer Laurence or something" he huffed and turned around, his eyes meeting mine as I grinned at him sheepishly.

"Sorry Jenny couldn't make it, but I got something for you"

Travis cheeks reddened and he turned around telling the boys to run labs before turning back to me, going aside with me, still close enough to be able to oversee them but far enough so they couldn't listen to them.

I handed him the note and got up on my tip toes giving a quick kiss to his cheek before turning around and walking off, swinging my hips slightly knowing fully well he was watching me.

"So does this mean I'm forgiven?" He called after me, and I just grinned, shouting back over my shoulder.

"It's all in the note, hope you're capable of reading."

This was the start of a wonderful friendship.