𝙡𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙝𝙞𝙢

𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙚

I woke up to a cold bed. I soon realised you had already left. You'd never done this before but I assumed you had to get somewhere.

I got up and saw a note on my bedside table.

Good morning Tay,
I'm sorry I had to rush out this morning, just have to help my parents with something but I should be back just after midday.
Love you xx

I smiled at the cute note you had left me.

I got myself dressed and decided to walk to the shop to get some groceries. I brought your favourite chocolate so I could surprise later.

I got back and looked at the time.

1:17pm

I decided to wait on the sofa and watch some tv as you should of been returning soon.

1:45pm

Maybe you were caught up in something.

2:15pm

Where were you? I decided to take a nap so I could stop worrying.

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6:46pm

Okay why the hell weren't you back?

I decided not to panic and just text you because you probably had a valid reason.

Tayla Evans: Hiya, I'm just wondering where you are? xx

For the rest of the night there was nothing. No text. No call. Nothing. It was too late to go round your house so I decided to just go to sleep.
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I woke up to a message from you.

Easton Blaine: Hi, I think we should call it quits on whatever this. It's just not working. I'll leave all the hoodies I have borrowed outside for you to collect at some point.

I had no words. I fell to the floor and stared at the message. Where was this coming from? Why would he do this to me? Was it all a lie?

Tears flooded uncontrollably out of my eyes. We couldn't end, not like this. I grabbed my car keys and drove to his house demanding an answer. As I walked up to his front pouch, I saw the pile of clothes he had promised to leave outside. Were you just expecting me to take the clothes and leave?

I walk over the clothes and knock on the door.

No response

I knock again.

No response

I knock once more.

This time your mother opens the door.

"Hi Tayla, is everything alright?"

She looked stressed and tired aswell but I didn't say anything. I had bigger problems to worry about. Or so I thought.

"I need to see Easton," I muttered almost too nervous to speak.

"Erm, I'm really sorry but he doesn't want to be seen right now,"

"I'll only be a minute, please Mrs Blaine," I pleaded with tears rolling down my cheeks.

"I'm so sorry Tayla,"

She then proceeded to shut the door in my face. I remember sitting outside your house for another 4 or 5 hours but no one came out. I couldn't even put into words the pain I felt that night.

Everything had been so good, what had happened? Did I do something?

I made my way home somehow and laid in my empty bed. I imagined your warm hands around me. I imagined your minty scent filling my lungs. I imagined your warm breath against my neck.

Then I was left with the harsh reality that you weren't there.