*Trigger warning for drug addiction/use*
Grace was the one to find Taylor later that night. She'd come home to tell Taylor about her conversation with Zac, to help her process it fully and found Taylor on the bed barely breathing. She saw the jewellery box and frowned and began to connect the dots. Her eyes widened and she lifted Taylor up as best she could, sticking two fingers into her sister's mouth to make her throw up as she yelled for her mother.
Taylor gagged and threw up all over Grace and the bed. But Grace didn't care, she slipped her fingers into Taylor's mouth again to make her throw up again.
After throwing up two more times, Taylor became weaker in Grace's arms, her body sinking back against the pillows.
Grace yelled for her mother again, panicking. "Tay, wake up, open your eyes!" She begged.
"M'sorry." Taylor barely got out, fighting to keep her eyes open. "Ruined everything."
Grace shook her head. "Don't sleep Tay." She could hear her mother's footsteps coming along the hallway. "Don't sleep."
Taylor mumbled something that Grace couldn't understand.
"Hey, just keep your eyes open, keep them on me." Grace begged. "I'm here, I'm not going anywhere."
"Oh my..." Andrea gasped as she appeared in the doorway, immediately pulling out her phone to call Amelia.
"Drugs." Grace breathed. "Why, Tay? Why?"
Taylor forced her eyes open again. "Ha'ley." She mumbled her body seemed to relax into the bed as her eyes fluttered closed.
"No, you don't get to fall asleep." Grace tapped Taylor's face. "No." she was crying now, panicking even more.
Forcing her eyes open again, Taylor took a deep shaky breath. "I...I hurt her." She mumbled, looking up at Grace.
Grace shook her head. "I'll kick her ass." She said, despite knowing she couldn't take candy from a baby if she tried.
Shaking her head weakly, Taylor smiled sadly. "I slept... with Amy." She breathed out, her eyes falling closed once more.
"Open your damn eyes, Taylor!" Grace begged, tapping Taylor's face again.
Groaning softly, Taylor forced her eyes open again. "S'okay." She mumbled, her eyes fluttering before she forced them open.
"No! It's not okay Taylor! I'm not letting you die! You're supposed to be there for me until we die together! You're supposed to help me get married! Be the godmother for my kids! You're supposed to live." Grace said emotionally.
Taylor stared up at Grace, fighting to keep her eyes open. "I screwed up." She slurred slightly.
"Amelia is sending an ambulance, she'll be waiting with her sister-in-law and Derek." Andrea said softly, moving over to them. "Grace, you need to call Hayley and Zac and Abigail."
Taylor instantly shook her head. "No, no Ha'ley." She mumbled weakly.
Grace shook her head. She didn't want to leave Taylor's side, despite being covered in her sister's vomit.
"I've got her, go change and call them. Now." Andrea commanded her youngest daughter.
Grace didn't move, tears were rolling down her pale cheeks as she stared at her sister.
Taylor forced her eyes to stay open. "M'okay." She mumbled weakly, attempting to smile but failing.
"Go Grace." Andrea said calmly, no longer giving her daughter a choice.
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