It's not enough that I love you. There's always things I have to prove to you. You used the song to erase the past but you think it only erases for you. I'm afraid of being hurt yes thats true but i'm not afraid of any physical pain. I'm always scared of water, but not afraid of standing out in the rain...." - Jack White.
It's been five months since I met Tylar. He has declared war on me several times when I deny my feelings for him. I mean, yes, I like him.. but not in that way!
Today is my birthday, and I am feeling pretty depressed. My mum wouldn't be here to see my smile when I see my family.
Mum is not here.
Not here..
You killed her
Good job, Tay!
Happy birthday, murderer!
These thoughts roam my mind as I sit on my bathroom counter. Staring at the ground..
I should be dead..
I fell pregnant, and I killed it. My precious baby...I am HORRIBLE!
A knock sounded at my door and I opened it, suprised to see Tylar and his huge oaf friends flanking him, smiling down at me. All of them have wrapped packages.
"What the hell do you want Ty?"
"JEEZ, who lit the fuse in your tampon?" He smirked.
"Really? Your gonna say that when we all clearly know, that its you who wears tampons?" I gave him my death glare. He chuckled slightly and hugged me.
"HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU! HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU! HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEAR TAYLOR, HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOUUUU!" Well.... that was quite... what's the right word... GAY!
"Are you all gay? Cause I am pretty sure that three guys singing to a girl, in a hugh pitch, may I add, is really really freaking gay." When I said this they all stared at me like I had grown a pair of balls. I probably have....
The sound of laughter interupted my train of thoughts, damn you Tylar!
"W-what did you say?!" He said, his voice booming with laughter. I glared at him one last time before motioning for him and his comrads to move out of my way.
"Basically bro, she said we were gay." I chuckled and pulled out my phone.
You should really get a better leader! I sent that to Mr.Smart Abs. He chuckled and winked at me. Then, one by one, they handed me my presents.
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Addiction
Teen FictionTaylor Clark was just an average 17 year old girl... until her mom was shot and raped, leaving her with her abusive, alcoholic dad. She moves constantly, doesnt have any friends... but, can you guess her addiction?
