school bus graveyard (short stories)

fixing the past - (taylyn.)

so i made casual for taylyn but somebodyyy saiddd i shld make a remake

that they get back together

so this is gonna be quickish 

i mean taylor is down badddd

so yh

@Kikicaty ty for giving me the idea

ok read

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taylor's POV:

I was shaking in my boots. I was scared. I was anxious. All  for this one girl I -- basically used. I hate myself for that. Every night I stay awake thinking of it, how I ruined it all just so I could suppress my emotions. I feel disgusting. I supported Tyler through his "Bi-awakening" and I couldn't even acknowledge mine? I'm embarrassed of myself. 

So as  I left my brother home alone, and trudged to the park where I told Ashlyn to meet me, I was terrified. She'd never like me now, would she?  It didn't really matter. 

'I just want closure' I said aloud, 'Just for her to know I cared.' 

I got to the park at 6:07 PM and sat on a nearby bench, rehearsing my lines and whispering words of affirmation to myself. I hear the crunch of leafs in front of me and slowly raise up my head to see an unamused redhead staring daggers into me. 

I stand up slowly, towering over her slightly and smiling a warm fuzzy smile. 

'Don't give me that look.' Ashlyn spat, 'What did you even bring me out here for?' 

I frown gently, 'I wanted to apologize.' 

'Ok.' She whispered, 'That all?' 

'Well no.' I pulled her down to the bench and sat her down along with me, she jumped startled but then adjusted. I looked into her eyes with dilated pupils, 'Pretty sure I look crazy right now.' 

'Yeah, mh. You do.' She agreed with me, 'But- I won't judge you...or whatever.  I just think it's basic human decency to accept people. But I guess you don't even know what that means.'

I could tell she was softening up to me but she wasn't quite there yet. I huffed, 'Getting to that now. I- It was wrong for me to leave you like that. Very wrong. I was just trying to find myself...y'know? Like I didn't know what I really wanted but now I know. I want you.' 

A thick wave of silence washed over us. 

'Taylor. What. You- what?' She sputtered, 'You can't just reject me, deny me, kiss me then leave and then come back and blame it on you trying to "find yourself"? Are you f- Oh my gosh.' 

I winced at her hard tone, 'B-but. I said sorry.' 

'So?' She shot back, 'I can still be angry. Or did I lose the right for that as well?'

'No.' I muttered, 'I'm sorry.' 

She groaned, 'I know. You've told me. Fine. Thanks for saying sorry. Bye now.' 

She got up and adjusted her tote, she began walking back; at least I got my closure? No. No. No. NO. This wasn't what I wanted, I wanted her back. I told her that. 

I got up and started to run towards her until I collided into her and hugged her so tight, 'Don't go. Ash please don't go. I'm sorry. You know I'm sorry. Please take me back.' 

I felt so vulnerable. So open. But I didn't care as long as she took me back. 

I heard a sniffle, and then a sob.  

She looked back at me with teary eyes, 'If you knew the stuff you did to me Tay, you'd kill yourself. Fine. Yes! I'll take you back.' 

She was crying, I did that. I needed to make her smile. I f**king craved it. I bent over a bit and kissed her softly, gripping her waist, she kissed back and ran her short fingers in my thick hair. It was starting to rain. 

This was so cliche. 

But somehow I loved it. I stopped kissing her, the world felt frozen. I wiped her tear stains and kissed the eyebags under  her slightly pink eyes. 

I hugged her tight and kissed her again on her cheek. 

'I- i really care for you Ash.' I shushed into her ear

She responded, full of love, 'I care for you more Tay. Your my world.' 

'Your mine.' 

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yk i write more when i write taylyn? is that a sign?

like on avarage i write like 430 words, when i write taylyn i write 700-1500. wthhhhh 

anyway cute ri?

next chap im debating where aidens in a mental asylum or ash dies and ben visits her grave

ill spin a wheel on it. 

ok cya when i cya 

bybyeyye