Carolina, Continued. (FLETCHER x Taylor Swift Caylor girlxgirl gxg Gaylor)

i give up.

I open my eyes, hearing pounding on my door. I hurry and check my phone, seeing the time is 11am. It's check out time, and I am assuming the maids are trying to kick me out of the room. I also can't help but notice all of the notifications from Taylor and Selena. Too many missed calls, voicemails, and messages. I will deal with that later, I decide.

"I'm coming," I yell, annoyance present in my tone, but the knocking continues. I roll my eyes, opening the door. It happens as if it were a flash. A flash of blonde hair, blue eyes, and red lipstick. As quickly as I open the door, I close it. Though, her foot is quickly placed between the door and its frame, making it to where I can't close the door.

"Cari, please talk to me," I hear her say, and the sound of her voice shatters me all over again. I can't hear her anymore. I can't see her anymore. It's too hard. It hurts too much.

"No, please just leave me alone," I plead, "Please," 

"I can't do that," she answers, "I can't walk away from this," she says persistently. I know I'm not getting out of this. I know she's not going to leave. I might as well give in now.

"What could you possibly have to say to me? I don't have anything to say to you," I reluctantly move away from the door, and she lets herself in, closing it behind her. I can see how red her eyes are now, she has definitely been crying, but so have I.

"Please just let me explain," she begs, and I shake my head.

"I'm done hearing your explanations, Taylor, did you not hear what I said last night? Did I stutter?" I question, feeling extremely aggravated.

"Trust me, I heard what you said," she speaks softly, tears finding their way to her eyes, "Just because you said that doesn't mean I am going to quit. I'm not going to just give up. I want this. I want you," she tries, but this honestly just pisses me off more.

"So, what you're saying is that everything is fine? You can lie to my face, multiple times, and just think it's okay?" I say, knowing my voice is being slightly raised, but I have no control over that, "Everything isn't okay, Taylor. Nothing about this is okay. You made me trust you, just so you could tell me the things you lied about. That's fucked up, even for you," 

"You think it was like that, don't you? If I told you, you would've thought I was coming out for her, and that's not the truth. Everything I did was for you," she argues back, but I just roll my eyes. 

"At this point, I could care less whether it was like that or not. I thought I knew your intentions, but I was wrong. Horribly wrong. I thought I could trust you, and I was wrong about that too. I was wrong about a lot of things when it came to you, apparently, I don't even know you," I spit back, "If I did, I wouldn't have put myself back into this mess,"

"Cari, I know I fucked up, okay? I knew I fucked up that entire situation, yet I did end up being honest about it. I wanted to tell you when I thought I had a chance that you would understand, I thought you would understand," I hear her voice crack, but I don't care how upset she is right now.

"I don't. The Taylor I knew loved me, wanted me, and was honest with me. Was any of that even real? Was any of this real to you? Or was it just for show? Did you want to put me through hell again? Is this fun for you?" I question as tears begin to stream down my cheeks. This is so fucked up.

"I do. I do love you; I do want you, and I was honest with you about everything except for this small thing. Everything with you is real to me, hurting you isn't fun for me. It tears me apart, I hate seeing how bad I hurt you," she tries, and I can't understand how she keeps her voice so calm when I know I am practically yelling.

"What do you want from me?" I ask, feeling my entire body fully break down now. Yelling at her isn't fixing the way I feel. Listening to her voice be so soft and sweet while I am so upset, does not reassure me. None of this is helping me at all. I just want her to leave me alone. I don't want to talk to her anymore.