"I can't do this anymore Brooke. We're done for good." Ridge voice was rough from hours of fighting. He took a quick sip of his water before walking out of the house, slamming the door behind him. As he was walking to his car, memories of Taylor and the time they spent together raced through him. He sped towards the love of his life's house.
Knock knock knock
Taylor who was snuggled up on the couch, watching cheesy romance movies with popcorn and hot cocoa. she was confused for a moment who was at her house, close to midnight on New Year's Eve. She made her way to the door, looking out the peephole, seeing Ridge's face staring back at hers.
"Ridge, what....."
He didn't even let her finish her thought, before pressing his lips passionately against hers. Her body went limp, making it easier for him to push her further into her house before closing the door behind him. He pressed her against the door moving his lips from hers down to her neck.
"Ridge, we can't" she spoke lightly as feeling came back to her
"We can Taylor, we can have the life we've always dreamed about together."
"No" she pushed him back lightly before speaking again. "Firstly you're with Brooke and secondly we aren't mean't for each other Ridge. All we do is hurt each other, I can't do that again. Not ever"
"I'm not with Brooke, Taylor because I love you! It's always been you"
"No, I'm not doing this again. I'm not letting you pull me into this sick game of yours. Just leave Ridge" she opened the door for him before placing a hand on his shoulder and pushing out before slamming the door in his face. She watched as he lefted before looking over her shoulder to see the time. 11:50pm. She decided than that there was one person she needed to see before the new year.
With a minute to spare, she knocked urgently on Brooke's door.
"Ridge,I swear...."
She became quiet seeing Taylor at her door with an anxious look on her face.
"Taylor are..." she was cut off again but this time by Taylor's lips passionately kissing hers, while her teeth nipped at the other woman's bottom lip. It was a while before either made moves to pull back. But as they did Taylor could see the clock striking 12 over Brooke's shoulder
"Happy new years Brooke"
"Happy new years Taylor"
