Everything Changes

Chapter 7

A/N: okay so this chapter is gonna be in a narrator's POV, here we go!

2 days before the Super Bowl.

The weather was quite dreary in Arizona. Rain was prominent almost everyday, with temps reaching no higher than sixty degrees.
This didn't bother Taylor Brady, though. She, in fact, loved rain; almost as much as snow. Growing up in California, neither her nor Tom ever experienced snow, so they both loved it.
She trudged her way through the parking lot, rained soaked through her leather bomber jacket that belonged to none other than Julian Edelman.
But, at this moment in time, she was definitely not Mr. Edelman's biggest fan.
"I'm going to kick his ass." She told Gisele in reply to questioning her.
Sure, she could be crying in a room with pizza and ice cream like most girls do over their boyfriend cheating on them, but Taylor Brady was not like most girls.
Once she reached his rental car that was parked outside of the stadium she took off the leather jacket, and took out the three things that were inside it.
The first was a picture of them from the night they went to New York City, the next item being a lighter, and the third being a note that was written in Tay's not- so- neat handwriting that said, 'I guess you're just another picture to burn. Thanks for the memories xoxo, Taylor.'
She laid the three items on top of the jacket, then placed the jacket on the hood of the SUV.
The rain was getting heavier as she made her way through the Phoenix streets, and it was getting harder to judge where she was going.
Next, she was hit with a giant hand on her mouth, which reeked of cigarette smoke, and a knife to her neck. Even though she was screaming as loud as possible; it was to no avail, for the hand covering her mouth was blocking her screams from escaping.
Her breathing became less and less as the minutes ticked on, the unnamed man dragged her relentlessly down a dark and littered ally way.
Tunnel vision was now happening as she struggled to stay alive, drifting in and out of conciseness. The sounds of the rain hitting the pavement and traffic became distant as everything went black.