Chapter fourteen

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Edward was rude, and so damn rude that he can feel it that taylor was upset. He went inside the kitchen to see taylor and ask if she wanted something to eat to find nothing but clear silence. Where did she go? He wondered, started to look out in the house but house also wasn't that big that she would need to go somewhere.


He wandered around out in the streets calling her name. He was so stupid, why would he do that? Why would he hurt her like that?


After an hour or so he walked back to his house to be only hearing mumbling voice and fainting voice of songs. Maybe taylor was back, so he looked inside to find nothing but a voice from the car in the garage.


The door was unlocked, and so was the car. It was started with ac on full speed and radio on a phone connected to car. He turned off the ac and phone and that is when he realized it was taylor's.


"Edward," Taylor was mumbling. Edward look back towards her, as her eyes were closed, face pale and her body shaking with coldness.


"Oh god, taylor" Edward said, walking towards the back. He didn't realized how much he was hurting her until he saw her in the back of the car, trying to drown herself in the sadness of her life. What is her life?


He have so many questions that he wanted to ask her, relating to her old life what she was or what she wanted to be.


Her body was cold as ice, her hands trembling like she was still in rain. Edward pulled her close, embracing her and rubbing his hands on back of her body trying to warm her up.


After few minutes which felt like a long time, she was warm and asleep. Edward layed awake that night just staring at beautiful tan face of taylor. She was in deep sleep, no care in world and flying in her own dreams.


Edward scoot closer to her putting his hand on her waist as he snuggled in her neck and so was he down in a deep sleep.


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Taylor thought of waking up in a car or somewhere where sun will be shining in front of her face. She was sure that she wasn't in car but in a warm blanket, with a familiar ax smell and a hand drapped over her waist. This wasn't the place that she was expecting to be awoken by.


She took edward's hands in his. She was amazed just how his hands fit into her's like it was made for each other. She doesn't even thought she would be here after last night with his hands wrapped around her.


"Edward," She shake him, but all she could hear were mumbles and groaning from him. She sighed and pulled off his hand and put it on the place where she lay down. Before she could get off the bed, she was pulled back by edward. His hand holding her wrist making her stop, his eyes staring back at her face.


He wasn't saying anything nor he could say how he acted out yesterday. He wanted to utter a word, maybe say hi or good morning but nothing came out of his mouth. He was ashamed of what he did.


Taylor can see it through his eyes that he was apologizing but she didn't need that apology. She wanted his acceptence to accept for what she believe and what she do but apparently he doesn't.

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