Chaos

By veronicasoli

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Taylor's father disappears one day and she takes it upon herself to find him and in the process, she loses al... More

Prologue
I: the reputation that I preserve
II: without my wealth
III: my last shred of pride
IV: you said times change
V: popularity comes at a cost
VI: under the scrunity
VII: never be the same
VIII: in the storm
IX: to love who you don't see
X: my perceived reputation
XI: david's curiosity
XII: the devil of your dreams
XIV: shocked at your ignorance
XV: all the lies
XVI: trust is never enough
XVII: the meathead seeks meat
XVIII: my hidden shame
XIX: the lover of dreams
XX: one second is all it takes
XXI: to be lost is to be found
XXII: he bulldozed my life
XXIII: my deepest desire
End [Part 1]
XXV: beg for mercy

XII: how not to be numb

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I STOOD in front of the elegant house of Scott and Riley, waiting for someone to answer to my ringing. I really didn't want to end up in the same room as Scott and his horrid ex-boyfriend stealing sister. I'm not sure when I started disliking the both of them- but I knew I wanted to be nowhere near them or their home. Being near them made me uncomfortable.

        "Taylor? What are you doing here?" Scott asked as my face turned pale. I felt the blood drain from my body as I stood motionless.

        "My dad. He said he would be here." I said, trying my best to not look him in the eyes.

        "Right?" He dragged the word and approached me slowly, placing his hand softly on my arm as though I was some child on the verge of a mental breakdown.

        "Little twerp. Just because you don't get what its like to have your father just leave doesn't mean you can treat me like some fragile piece of. . ." He unlocked the front door, then turned to face me.

        "Did you just call me a little twerp?" He laughed aloud, a smirk growing on his features. There was an error of confusion in his eyes, as though to ask what was wrong with me.

"Yes." I murmured, crossing my arms impatiently. He stood beside me, sliding his hand up and down my arm as we stood in the silence before he decided to start speaking again.

"Let me see. My dad didn't say anything about your dad visiting but I will go in and check, do you. . . do you want to come in?" He asked cautiously. I nodded silently and entered his house.

The faint smell of cleaning products and alcohol melded into my nose. I followed behind Scott as he led me deeper into his house.

"Here, take a seat, do you want something to drink?" He asked sweetly.

I shook my head, my nerves on edge. I hadn't seen my father in a little over three months now and I was freaking out. The last time I saw him, he drove away.

I sat on Scott's couch, "No thanks." He turned around from where he was heading to the kitchen and instead sat beside me.

"How was your day Taylor?" He asked, sitting too close for comfort. I didn't dare glance up at him for fear of what he might do. Scott wasn't the sort of guy you would intentionally flirt with and once you showed even the slightest interest, he wouldn't stop.

"Good." I muttered, feeling extremely uncomfortable as a strange tension filled the air.

"Uh. . ." he paused, I glanced to be met with mellow eyes. "I've been meaning to tell you something." His fingers were playing with whatever he could touch, he seemed jittery.

"I don't really want to know." I muttered, uncomfortably impatient and regretting coming to Scott's house. His entire family was weird, well the part of it that I did meet.

"So you aren't even slightly curious?"

"Nope." I said popping the P in fear that if I looked up he might think I may actually be interested in him.

As soon as I was about to reply and tell him to back off and that I am leaving, the doorbell rang.

"Sit tight." He smirked, getting up to answer the door. I had a sickening feeling in the pit of my stomach knowing who it was. I remained frozen in my seat as the door opened and I bolted toward it.

In front of me stood the same recognizable blue eyes that I had known my entire life. Well up until the point when he left us a month or so ago.

"Hello Taylor." My father said coldly. I wanted to cry, not because I was upset, but because I missed him so much and was so happy to see him.

I jumped into his arms as he stiffened.

"Taylor," He pryed my arms off of him, "They'll track you if your scent is on me." He pushed me aside and looked at me. Who will track me? Dogs?? "I can't stay long. I just needed someplace safe to speak to you. Scott's family have been helping me. You and your mother are in danger because of me and I didn't mean for anything to get this far. I am really truly sorry baby girl. Believe me sweetheart I never wanted any of this to happen. I'm really really sorry sweetheart. I didn't mean for it and I am not even allowed to speak with you or your mother. Please know I still love you both very much and. . ." His mouth kept moving but I wasn't registering a thing he said. I felt numb. He kept repeating his apology to the point where it no longer seemed coherent. Danger, how the hell did he manage to put us in danger. Our life was perfect, I never suspected a thing wrong. "But to keep you protected, Scott's family has special. . . demands. His family will only protect my secret as long as you are with him Taylor. Do you understand? That's their only condition and we should feel grateful."

"With. . ." I repeated the word. Not wanting to understand the sickening meaning behind it. Was this his sick way of getting what he wants for me. I am a person, not a damn play toy.

He turned around to leave, "Taylor, be careful who you trust. Scott, you can definitely trust. Probably just him and Riley and their family. Stay safe baby girl." He kissed my cheek and turned to walk away.

I had so many unspoken questions. I held my hand out as to grab his arm, but all I reached for was the space he had occupied moments ago. Why did you leave us? What danger are you talking about? What is going on? And most importantly: Will I ever see you again?

But before my brain could tell my mouth to speak, dad was off. Driving away and leaving me utterly alone with Scott.

"I have to go." I muttered, not acknowledging Scott and heading toward my car. What did he mean by being careful who I trust? I didn't want to think about this and was seriously contemplating telling my mother.

No, I couldn't. Things were barely starting to feel normal and if I told her now, it would ruin everything. But then again, if she finds out later, she would be very upset with me. Or I could just make sure she never finds out, but the guilt might kill me and I might reveal these secrets even by accident. Life was so complicated.

I drove toward the apartment complex and parked the car. I let it all go then. All the pain, the anger I was feeling. The tears that demolished me and I screamed in my car in anguish. My eyes soared with rivers that pooled from the waterfalls. What had I ever done to deserve any of this?

I would have to be with Scott. A player that I couldn't dare to tolerate. This whole black mailing thing wasn't how I wanted my life to end up being. What about David? I actually had real feelings for him and couldn't ruin my life by lyng to his face.

Scott's family has special. . . demands. My father's words echoed. His family will only protect my secret as long as you are with him Taylor. Do you understand?

I shut my eyes, trying to steady my breathing and stop the tears. I calmed myself down and grabbed my phone. I needed a distraction. Jake maybe.

But before I could send a message, an unknown number popped on my screen. I fearfully answered it.

"Hello Taylor Blakely. My name is Tank. You and I need to have a chat about the nature of your father's agreement with the Davis Family. Do not worry. I can be trusted, but your father can not. Please meet me in twenty minutes at Ferry Park. We can discuss more. Do you understand me?"

I nodded, completely unsure and confused. I realized that this Tank was still awaiting an answer. "Yes. I understand."

And without questioning the weirdness I then situation and the randomness of this stranger texting me, I started my engine and headed straight to Ferry Park.

*****
Wow it has been such along time and I am super sorry. I have been very busy with my senior year and college acceptances and tests and millions of other things in preparation for my senior graduation in less than 45 days.

I seriously have neglected all my stories and really want to apologize and try go do better.

I love you all 💕

Veronica.


7/7/18
It's been a year, I'm so reminiscing over this <3

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