I Will Try To Fix You(Denis Stoff)

Chapter Eighteen

*two months later*
  It has been two months since I have spoken to anyone in my family, including Ryan. I've been sinking farther into depression, but around Denis and the boys I act happy. I don't want them to worry about me. They have enough on their shoulders. I jumped when I gentle hand was set on my shoulder. I looked up and it was Denis.
    "Can we talk?"
He asks.
  My panic immediately sets in. This is the part where he tells me that he has found someone that is better than me.
    "Taylor?"
Denis say, waving a hand in front of my face.
  I snap out of my thoughts.
    "Oh yeah, sure."
I say, quietly.
  We walk to the back of the bus, which the boys had converted into a little mini-studio. We sit on the couch. I turn to slightly face Denis.
    "Taylor, what is going on with you lately? Ever since we got back from your mom's house you have became distant from me. You barely come out of your bunk aside from taking pictures. Did I do something?"
He asks, tears filling his waterline.
  My heart broke for the gorgeous man in front of me. He didn't understand what it was like to be shuned away by your entire family. I immediately broke down into sobs. His eyes widened and his arms wrap around me. He gently stroked my hair.
    "Let it out baby girl, let it out."
He whispers.
    "Don't leave me too."
I whimpered out.
  His arms tightened.
    "I would never leave you, baby girl."
He says, pressing a kiss into my hair.
  I don't know how long I cried, but when I pulled away there was a huge wet spot on the shoulder of Denis's hoodie. He stood up and then picked me up bridal style.
    "Lets go get you cleaned up and then we'll talk."
He says.
  I wrap my arms around his neck and bury my face into his shoulder. He walks to the bathroom and sits me on the counter. The water runs and Denis comes back with a damp washcloth. He gently rubs all the smudged makeup from my face. Once he's finished, he helps me from the counter and then we go back to the backroom. We sit on the couch on again, but I'm snuggled into Denis this time.
    "Tell me what's on your mind, baby girl."
He says.
    "My entire family has dropped me Denis. Since Christmas everyone has blocked me on instagram even Ryan, Carley, and Bridget. They all fucking hate me."
I whimpered into his chest.
  His arms tightened around me and he sighed, gently stroking my hair.
    "I wish I knew what to say to make this all better, baby girl. I really do, but I have nothing. There is no excuse for the fucked up things they have done. You have us though. Me, Ben, James, Sam, Cam  and our families. You don't have to go back and try to deal with them. They are doing nothing but causing you pain."
He whispers.
  I whimper and tears fall down my face. He pulls me closer to him. He didn't say anything, because there wasn't really anything that could be said at this moment.

*Denis*
  I looked down and noticed that Taylor had difted off to sleep. I laid her into her bunk and her yoga shorts came up some, I saw a few fresh cuts littering her thighs. Tears welled up in my eyes. How could I have no seen it sooner before it came to this? Before it came to my beautiful baby girl, harming herself. I gently laid the covers over her and pulled the curtain closed. I went back to the back and sent my fist flying into the wall. It didn't even make a dent. Ben came running to the back of the bus and held me back before I could do it again.
    "What the hell, mate?"
He asks.
  I couldn't say anything. There were too many things jumbled in my mind to get a sentence out. I felt a tear rush down my cheek. Ben's eyes widened and he immediately fot me to sit on the couch.
    "What's wrong mate? Is everything okay between you and Taylor?"
He asks.
    "I don't understand how I didn't see it before."
I mumbled.
  Ben looked at me confused.
    "What mate? Denis what are you going on about? What is wrong with Taylor?"
He asks.
  I look at the floor and take a deep breath.
    "She's cutting again and I never realized. I should have fucking realized it before now."
I said, running my hand through my hair.
  Ben's eyes went wide yet again.
    "Did she tell you why?"
He asked.
    "She doesn't know I know. I knew she was sad because of her family, but I didn't realize it was this bad until now. Ryan, Carley, and Bridget all blocked her on instagram. None of her family has talked to her since we went there for Christmas and even then they didn't really spend time with her."
I say.
    "Holy fuck. What are we going to do?"
Ben asks.
    "I don't know."
I say sighing.