Taylor x Travis: In Every Life

bonus night

a.n someone pls understand the reference in the title so i dont look like a dumbass thank yew

Taylor's POV

"Girl come on!" Abigail nudged my shoulder as she dropped down onto the couch next to me. "You've barely left this place in like two months."

"I don't feel like it." I sighed automatically.

"You haven't felt like doing anything since you and Travis broke up."

"That's not true." I rested my head on the back of the couch. "I want to stay in bed all day with the cats. I want to order takeaways every night. I want to stay at home and drink too much."

"Honey." Abigail tucked some hair out of my eyes. "Isn't your drinking the reason you two broke up?"

I nodded sadly. Once the Eras tour had ended, I'd been free to join Travis wherever he was and have a break from my life. Things had got a little out of hand at some parties, and before I knew it, I'd slipped back into my drinking problem, bad. Travis had tried so hard to pull me out of it, but I'd shoved him away. Eventually, he'd just given up and that had been the end of us. I'd moved out of Kansas City and hadn't seen him since.

"God Taylor, if you can't see sense than I can't fucking do this anymore. You can't keep doing this. We're just done, okay? I'm done."

I'd heard those words echoing in my ears a million times since he'd said them to me, and they hurt like a knife right to my heart every single fucking time. 

"So do you really want to drink?"

"No." I mumbled. Every night since Travis and I had broken up, I'd thought about drinking until I couldn't remember the reason I was so sad. But I had never been able to bring myself to do it. I'd been sober since that night.

"So just come out with us. Just dinner. The girls really want to see you." My best friend urged.

"Sel's going to kill me for ignoring her calls." I hadn't picked up my phone for anyone but my Mom in the last two months. Well, and Tree. But she never called, just texted.

"Youve been ignoring everyone's calls, and they understand you need time to yourself." Abigail stroked my hair. "I don't mean to rub salt in the wound here Taylor, but you really fucked up the best man life has ever given you. You need time to grieve, and we all get that. but just come out for dinner, and I'll bring you home later."

"Okay." I sighed, knowing she wouldn't drop it until I agreed. Abigail smiled, grabbing my hand and dragging me off the couch. I went willingly but grudgingly, not really feeling like it, but knowing I probably should go.

"Hey, you got her out of the apartment!" Selena tackled me in a hug as we approached the table where they were waiting for us. 

"How are you girl, you doing okay?" Blake rested a hand on my arm from where she was sitting as Selena pulled back.

"Awful." I mumbled as she let me go, and I dropped into the seat next to Blake. "But I'll get there." I knew it was awful right now, but it'd get better eventually. It had to. I knew I'd heal eventually, eventually.

"Well at least you're here." Blake murmured as I rested my head on her shoulder.

"Hey guys, I'll be taking care of you tonight!" The waitress approached our table, smiling at us as Abigail sat down too. "Would you like to start off with any drinks or do we need some more time to look over the menu?"

I didn't fail to notice how all three of my friends exchanged a look, and I sighed. 

"I'll just get a coke." I told the waitress, who nodded and scribbled that down.