How Will We End?

Late Getting Home

Jay's POV
I woke up that next morning, after waking up multiple different times during the night, to an empty bed. "Dammit, I missed him" I said to my self as I sprawled out on the bed. The sheets were all that covered my body. I sighed and forced myself out of bed, I got dressed in a over-sized sweater and some shorts. As I walked out into the living room I saw a note on the couch.
Jay,
I didn't want to wake you so I didn't make you breakfast, sorry. Alexander still isn't home, and probably won't be for a while. Have a great day,
Taylor.
I smiled and sat the note on the table beside the couch as I sat down. I dug through the papers on the coffee table trying to find the remote to the TV, and as I did a few small brochures fell to the floor. I picked them up and read through them with curiosity. There was a zoo, a pool, a salon, even a museum. I looked through the brochure about the museum and decided that, that is where I would spend my day. I put on a pair of sweat pants and brushed out my hair. After grabbing the brochure and my wallet I left the house. As I drove down the roads trying to find the museum I realized I might get lost. I sighed and continued on my journey. After a hour of driving, I finally found the museum.
After entering, I walked around the exhibits for a while. I was reading the plaques and looking at the displays. I became intrigued at the facts that I had never known. The time had completely gotten away from me, and it was soon the afternoon. I left the museum feeling smarter than I had been in a while.
"I knew I would get lost" I said to myself angrily. The sun would be setting soon and I had no idea where I was. I had been driving in circles for hours. It was about 7 when I gave up and went into a mall to buy a gps. As I browsed the aisle trying to find one that was cheap but still good, my phone went off. I answered it and it was Taylor. "Where are you?" He asked with slight concern in his voice. "Um.. Heh funny story actually, I went to a museum and ended up lost on my way home." I explained. Taylor sighed and yelled at me. "Why the fuck did you go out on your own! Do you know how worried I am!?" I was taken aback at the sudden outburst. Taylor has never yelled at me, even when I had done something wrong. I became afraid, "I-I'm sorry. I didn't mean to worry you." I said, and I could hear Alexander in the background. Alexander took the phone and I could hear Dwayne talking to Taylor, "Hey, Jay sorry. Taylor is kind of drunk..." Alexander said. "It would be best for you to try and hurry home." I moved the phone away from my ear and my body started shaking. Memories of my father clouded my mind. Then Alexander's voice brought me back to my senses, "I-I'll try." I said and hung up. I grabbed a gps and paid ,then left the store. I hurried out of the mall and back to my car.
It was about 11 when I pulled into the drive way, I couldn't stop shaking. I was terrified to get out of the car, and even more terrified to go into the house. Then the door opened and a figure stepped out on the porch. I sighed and got out of the car. As I walked up the stairs, Taylor hugged me tightly. I gasped at the sudden hug, but soon wrapped my arms around him as well. "I'm sorry... I didn't mean to yell at you... I was just worried." Taylor said. He was still drunk, I could tell by how he was slurring his words. " It's alright." I said and Taylor released me. We went into the house and Alexander tried to hug me, but Taylor wouldn't let him. "Don't touch her." He said sternly. I greeted both Alexander and Dwayne then told them goodnight as I headed off to bed. Taylor followed and we were soon alone in the darkness of our bedroom. I started to change into my pajamas and as I took off my shirt Taylor pulled me onto the bed. "Don't sleep in your pajamas tonight, they make it hot, and I really want to hold you tonight." He said. I struggled to get free, "What else am I going to wear? I asked as he finally let me go. Taylor turned on the small bedside lamp and pouted, "please?" He asked. "You act like a child when you're drunk." I said and pulled off my jeans. I crawled into bed and Taylor wrapped his arms around me. "Good night" he whispered and fell asleep. I rolled over to face him, and stroked his head gently, "Good night" I said quietly. I don't know how long it was before I to fell asleep.