-TAYLOR-
"What? Keep going" I said and he shook his head "I swear to god if you don't tell me I will sla-" I started to yell but he cut me off and his next words had me ready to kill someone
"I never wanted to tell you this before but... It was Jamie... It was always about the secret. Jessica told me to do what I did. She said if I didn't ditch you in the worst way she would tell every one about the Jamie thing..." He whispered and I stopped breathing for a second followed by me running upstairs, leaving the door wide open. I already knew he was following me when I heard the door shut and large footsteps following behind me.
I walked into my room and into my big closet pulling out a white cropped t-shirt and my black ripped jeans, I set them on my bed and pulled my hair down while starting to change with absolutely zero cares in the world that Luke was right behind me.
"Taylor" he said "Taylor stop you can't go after her" he tried to plead but he had said enough. I just ignored him while slipping on my jeans and shirt before putting on my combat boots.
I grabbed my keys and headed towards the door as Luke grabbed my arm attempting and failing to stop me from going to kill that bitch.
"Tay-"
"I can't believe you did what she said! You broke my heart under her command! I get that it was about that but you could have told me!" I screamed into his face, causing him to loosen his grip on my arm and letting me slip out. I walked to my mirror beside my door and fixed my dried tears and messy hair.
"Taylor I never wanted to hurt anyone..." He quietly stated and I heard his voice crack, as if he was about to cry.
'You hurt me.' I thought as I glanced at him, his eyes were pained and filled with emotions. I starred into his eyes and we just stood there. No talking just looking into each others eyes before he finally spoke.
"Taylor I never wanted to hurt you, but it was about Jamie, please don't hate me for this.... I just wanted to keep your secret. Please just give me a chance." He whispered, words filled with sincerity and my heart swelled.
I always wanted there to be a reason, a logical explanation to why he hurt me and here it was. Staring me in the face.
I honestly don't know what made me do this. Looking into his dark and beautiful eyes, the sincerity in his voice or if it was me just searching for a reason to forgive him. I've been trying so hard to be mad at him that I never even believed he could be protecting me and now he is standing here in front of me, vulnerable as ever, begging me for another chance and I just don't think I can hate him any longer.
But what if he is lying?
Why would he lie? If it wasn't true why would he be here?
Because its his goal to ruin my life?
Yeah that's stupid...
Before I could argue with myself for another hour I hastily decided and in a second I pulled him into a hug. He stiffened for a second, surprised I'm assuming, before gripping me tightly like if he let go I would disappear.
Like those hugs in movies? Where they hold on so tight you think they will mold together? Yeah. One of those hugs. And as much as I'd love to deny it, honestly it was the best thing I've felt in two years.
"Taylor please tell me you forgive me..." He whispered into my ear and I pulled back, studied his troubled eyes and nodded slowly. His eyes seemed to tear up, but not in sadness. He had the smallest of smiles on his face as he hugged me again. I was smiling too, that is, until a perticular thought ran through my head.
Jessica is gonna die.
I pulled away from his tight grip and closed my eyes, inhaling a deep breath.
"I'm gonna kill her. Don't try to stop me because just to let you know you're still on probation" I whispered lowly, in a deadly tone and his eyes widened as mine opened.
"Taylor... Please don't do this. Probation or not I won't let you get yourself into a huge mess which is exactly what will happen if you go try to kill her." He said, trying to changed my mind. But he wouldn't. He couldn't, that bitch took everything away from me. First with Jamie and Amelia and then she went after him.
"Luke she took away my best friend. After what happened. Threatened me. And so much more over the years. I'm done. And she is gonna die" I said simply before storming downstairs and to my car. Although that didn't seem to change his determination against me going, he followed right behind me down the stairs and right to my car.
"At least let me come" he pleaded and I shook my head but he stubbornly grabbed my wrist as I tried to walk away again. "Tay, Please." He begged, his face turned to a frown, his eyes filled with determination and I gave in.
So now we're driving towards her house in complete silence and as soon as we pulled up in front of her house I got out and slammed the door. I knew were she lived because of some slightly fucked- more like completely fucked reasons that I no longer talk about but either way here I am once again. Standing at the doorway of her house.
After storming up to the door I banged loudly for about a minute before it opened and revealed a confused looking Jessica until she saw my face and looked behind me to see Luke.
"You bitch." I snapped in a deadly tone and lunged at her. After knocking her onto the ground I swung multiple times at her face before two hands pulled me off by the waist. She had blood running down her face and she looked a mixture of confused and pissed.
"Who the fu-" she started to yell but stopped when she recognition flashed over her face as to whom I was "So, you really did come back? And I'm guessing he told you why he did what he did?" She questioned smugly and I tried to lunge at her again but Luke held me in place and she laughed. Blood running down her face and the bitch still had to audacity to laugh.
"Well he was right I did tell him to leave you. I threatened him too! With your sweet little secret. She may have left but I'm still here bitch." She said. She seemed proud of herself and she was trying and succeeding to provoke me. Smirking she crossed her arms regardless to the blood running down her face and all over her shirt.
"You fucking ruined my life!" I growled and she blatantly chuckled in utter disregard.
"And you ruined a lot of people's lives." She said simply before she shut the door and I was left screaming and kicking in Luke's arms.
"Hey, hey, hey" Luke whispered into my ear walking me back to the car now that he was pretty much carrying me. "It's okay" He whispered softly and stroked my arm as he set me down in my seat, climbed into his, and started to drive.
"She took everything from me..." I whispered starting to let warm tears roll down my face
I was being that weak little girl again. That loser everyone hated. That loser I hated...
"Everything I had. She took you. A-and she took her too..." I stuttered and I realized I was already sitting in front of my house.
"You have me now Taylor. You always will . I will never leave you. Not again..." He whispered and I held back the excessive amount of tears that were threatening to spill.
He brought me inside, practically carried me all the way upstairs and laid me on my bed. He went to leave but I grabbed his arm because I honestly didn't want to be alone.
"No" I whispered and I could hear the vulnerability in my voice. It was terrifying. The thing about caring about people is you have to put yourself out there and trust that they won't break your heart. I'm scared because I know that he can easily walk away, but here I am, hoping to god he doesn't break my fucking heart again.
"Taylor, trust me, I will never leave you again." I don't know if that promise was to me or to himself but I know that I didn't care. As long as he didn't leave me again I could care less who he promised because that was one of the most sincere promises I've ever heard.
He climbed onto the bed beside me and I wrapped my arms around his torso, breathing in the familiar cinnamon smell that hasn't changed over the years I've been gone. I laid my head onto his chest and closed eyes praying for nothing to change.
I missed him more than he could ever imagine.... I thought to myself and drifted to sleep as he simultaneously ran his fingers through my hair in the most rythmatic way possible.