Addicted

{nine}

Taylor and I sit down at a table in the hospital cafeteria. I start to pick at the shitty fries while Taylor demolishes all of the food on his plate.

"Eighth grade."
"What?" I ask in pure confusion.
"The reason I don't like you is because of something you did in eighth grade. You really don't remember?"
I shake my head because I have no idea. What could he possibly be talking about?

He rolls his eyes and takes his phone out. What is he doing?

After a few minutes he finally sets his phone down and looks up at me. A song starts playing quietly. As soon the words start to be sung, I identify it as Please, Please, Please, Let Me Get What I Want by The Smiths. I used to love The Smiths.

"We used to love The Smiths."

It's as if he read my mind and wanted to correct me. Once he said that, it hit me like storm. For most of eighth grade we actually dated. We spent all of our free time together and we always. listened to The Smiths. We'd probably still be together now if it weren't for Sammy. I just don't know what exactly it was that he did.

"What happened? With Sammy? I can't remember.." I say as my voice trails off in embarrassment.

"God, Josie. What do you think happened?" Taylor replies with his voice raised.

"Hey hey hey, what's the yelling for? No need to talk to a lady like that, man." I look up to Sammy approaching our table.
I hear Taylor mutter his breath, "God damn it."
"What was that, Taylor?" Sammy asks with sarcasm. Taylor grabs his phone and his tray and storms away.
"Taylor, wait!" I yell running after him. I chase him down the hallway until he runs into Matthew's room. I run in too.

Panting through my lack of breath I go and sit next to Matthew's bed.
"Josie, you ok? You seem out of breath" Matthew asks.
I look up at Taylor who starts laugh and then back to Matthew, "I'm, I'm fine."

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After talking to Matthew for a few hours, he drifted off to sleep due to his medication wearing him out. His mom made me go home so I could get a good nights rest. I considered just sleeping in my car but it was too uncomfortable.

On the home I listen to The Smiths because it's been so long. My memory flashes back to being with Taylor. He was my first boyfriend. My first kiss. We used to have so much fun, but what happened? What did Sammy do?

AN: what do you think Sammy did? If he broke up her and Taylor, could he do the same to ther and Matthew? And yes, there is a reason no one calls him Matt. I'm getting to it.