Cornelia Street - Jaylor one-shots

I knew you'd come back to me (part 1)

January 2022

-Taylors Pov-

It's been a year. A year of tears and longing for the memories we created together. we fit so beautifully together, but he tore it all apart. The world is an isolated place with the pandemic separating us from our loved once, but at least for the first year I had someone there that kept shining a light on my mirrorball spinning in the middle of an empty stadium.

Where did It all go wrong? What could I have done differently? Was it all my fault and I'm just kidding myself thinking he was in the wrong? All I want is for him to pick up the phone and call me saying he fucked up, but he stopped calling a couple of months ago after months of calling everyday hoping I would pick up.

What's next for me? honestly, I don't know. I'm in the middle of releasing the re-recordings of my stolen music, but I don't feel like facing the world. For the last year I've spent most of my time in hiding all alone. Thankfully the pandemic has made that socially acceptable, but I know it won't last forever. My friends and family keep calling but I rarely pick up the phone, I can't be bothered to face anyone. Am I acting a little childish? Sure. But I just don't know how to move on when the person that was intertwined with my life is long gone.

A part of me couldn't care less what he is doing, but another part of me wonders if he is thinking about me too. There is an ocean between us, quite literally, but I feel like I'm going to see him every time I go into one of the rooms of the apartment we once called ours. Most days I can't even be bothered to get out of bed for longer than giving the cats food and maybe eat something myself. Benji stayed with me when we parted ways, I got custody of the little bundle of joy we called our son.

-joes Pov-

The days are long and miserable, it's been a year, but I can't seem to get her out of my head. I know I fucked up, I'm the reason why things crumbled. One mistake made the world we built together crumble to the ground and disappear into the air. She has every right to hate me, most of the time I hate me too. One split decision in one moment turned everything upside down and I haven't stopped regretting it ever since.

She has every right to not forgive me, I can't forgive me either. And I only made it worse when I tried to hide it from her too, I know how much honesty means to her. How I even landed in that situation I don't know, I was drunk, yes I know that's a crappy excuse, but I was intoxicated. We had a fight and I ended up in a bar at the wrong time and met the wrong person that made me forget about the fact for a split moment.

Every day for months I sent texts and called her but somehow I knew that she wasn't going to pick up, if the roles were reversed I wouldn't have either. The situation was made worse when we didn't even talk it out and I didn't get to explain to her that night when she threw me out on my ass. It's crappy of me to think that she should have let me explain, but I can't help but wonder if that would have saved us.

All this adds up to the fact that I'm on my way back to New York to show up on her doorstep. Why I don't really have a good grasp on. But I need to say things to her, and since she won't pick up I'm forcing her to talk to me. is this selfish? Absolutely. But I just need to say what's been spinning around in my head for a year. Even if she doesn't forgive me I need to say what I need to say to be able to function again. Sure, I've filmed a movie since it all ended, but I just can't get my act together. my work has been average because all I can think about is seeing her face again.

-Taylors Pov-

Thankfully the world doesn't know what happened between us. They don't even know we broke up because we have managed to keep it out of the public eye. Personally I haven't told anyone what happened either, I just can't bring myself to do it. What saddens me though is that I don't think he was planning on telling me at all what he did in that bathroom of that stupid bar.