Kaylor Family One-Shots

Family

Taylor's P.O.V

*DREAM STARTS*

Darkness swirls as my dreams merge from butterflies and meadows to shadows that lurk at night. It's been awhile since I last had a dream like this but as I lie frozen in fear I notice a shadow lurking near the door. I'm aware that it's not real but completely unaware at the same time, I've lost my footing and grasp of reality as the shadow moves closer and I suddenly find myself on the outside looking in, my small nineteen year old form is chained to a four poster bed as HE moves closer and closer. I start to scream but the screaming only falls mute, "Don't be afraid Taylor, no one will know." He sneers as he walks closer and before I can look away he tears off his t-shirt throwing it towards his clothing bin that is already overflowing with dirty clothes, the air is musky and I can't help but think I am making a mistake but as I struggle I notice that I am now a prisoner of my own nightmare. He quickly unsnaps his belt and moves closer as I watch my eyes widen in fear. "No, please don't. I don't want to." He smiles. "Oh please baby, you've wanted this since you first talked to me. I can see it in your eyes." I grimace listening to that same voice say the same things all over again. "No I don't. Let me go." I watch myself squirm but feel hopeless. I can do nothing except watch what I know is about to unfold. He drops his pants and climbs onto the bed, naked as the day he was born. I had no experience in situations like these and knew that in that moment I had been afraid of what would happen next. Would he stop? Continue? I wasn't sure but when I heard the younger version of myself say "stop!" I knew that like then he wouldn't stop and before I could turn away I watched in horror as my innocence was ripped from me and as I screamed in pain, he had no intention of stopping and as I watched my nineteen year old self lie there I am instantly drawn back to that time and once again the fear sinks in.

*DREAM ENDS*

Karlie's P.O.V

It's almost 3.00am when I'm woken by one of Taylor's flailing arms, I don't really worry about it because I'm so used to it that it's not even funny anymore. I roll over and attempt to go back to sleep when suddenly she begins to talk but that increases to screaming and then the tears begin to flow as sweat pours down her face. "Taylor...Taylor...Taylor..." I say over and over again, trying to wrap my arms around her tiny frame but nothing seems to be working. She keeps moving around and groaning like she is in pain and then it hits me the one thing that I know will wake her up. I sigh but know that it's necessary. I sit up in bed and silently pray that she doesn't get mad at me, with my left hand I hold her face still and with my right hand I slap her across the face. Her eyes bulge open immediately as she breathes heavily as though she has just run a marathon. "Karlie," she states looking at me with an intense stare. I smile at her and rub her face that is beginning to redden slightly. "You were dreaming again Tay." She sighs and settles down as I lie back down but as I lie by myself she wriggles into my arms. I nod and wrap them around her as she finds a comfortable place. "This has to stop Taylor." I state without looking at her but I know she heard me and continues to hear me. "I know," Taylor whispers to me. I hold her as protectively as I can but even I know that she is fragile. Our entire relationship is the only strong factor in her life. Nothing else has ever come close to fixing the cracks that people have put on her over the years. Except two years ago when an unbelievable miracle graced our lives but this miracle was not without sacrifice and now she was sacrificing again. I don't know if it will happen a third time.

Taylor's P.O.V

The sunlight on my face was welcomed as always but the familiar noises of New York's landscape was what really woke me up. Rolling over to hug my wife but the bed is empty. Sighing I roll onto my back and lace my hands together resting them on my stomach as I watch the bright lights of New York dance across the bedroom. Suddenly pots clanging makes me sit up straight. I glance towards the open door and slowly get out of bed. "Karlie?" I call as I walk into the hallway but I have no answer and as I'm about to walk downstairs I see her at the bottom, a puff of flour across her face and she is frowning at me, "back to bed Taylor." I look at her not sure if she is serious or joking. "What, why?" I question as Karlie stares back, "You did not just ask me why?" Now it's my turn to frown and then I remember.  "Did I do it again?" I ask sheepishly. She nods and I understand and turn and walk back to the  bedroom. The house is quiet except for the odd bang from Karlie. I soon find myself relaxing with my eyes closed as the bed dips and a quick kiss is placed on my lips. Smiling I look up and see the familiar green eyed girl with the fabulous smile that I love so much. She hands me my herbal tea and helps me sit up. "I'll be back soon." She promises walking out of the room. I nod knowing where she is headed and within five minutes she is back holding a sleepy Lucas who looks less than impressed to be awake, but that soon fades when he sees me. "Mommy..." he says and I smile and reach out and grab him from Karlie who is already smiling, I see a fresh patch of drool on her face indicating she has already had her morning kiss. "Where's mommy's kiss Lucas?" I question as he sits next to me. His toothless grin staring at me. "Tiss, tiss mum." I laugh and bend down while Karlie tuts me. "Oh hush I'm fine." She says nothing except comes and sits down and helps Lucas eat a piece of banana without spilling it on our bed. Lucas doesn't last long after pigging out on banana and other fruits that Karlie had set out. He was currently lying between my legs, hugging one in the place of his stuffed koala bear who was probably still in his bed. "I'll put him down." Karlie states when leaving, as she reaches the door she turns and says, "wait here babe." I smile and do as she tells me before she gets mad. The waiting turns into me checking tumblr as Karlie walks back in. "Baby," I coo showing her a post on tumblr as she settles next to me and pulls me back to my pillow. "Karlie..." I groan but stop as her hand is placed on my stomach. "I'm worried Tay." She states. I look at her and nod.
"I know but I'm okay."

Karlie's P.O.V

"I know that you're okay, but I worry. It was like this the last time." I watch Taylor lower her head.
"Is it the same nightmare again?" I question as she nods. I know all about John Mayer taking her virginity when she was nineteen and to be honest it still disgusts me that he would use and discard her like she meant nothing. It was her innocence. Her precious virginity that he took and didn't care about and I couldn't understand how no one did anything, they just pretended like the nineteen year old claiming it wasn't consensual sex was lying and that it was and she was regretting it because that's how that sick bastard said it was. "Karlie..." Taylor whispered as I looked at her, the rage was still inside me. "Come back to me Karlie..." Taylor whispers burying her head in my chest. "I'm sorry." I look at her. "You have nothing to be sorry about love. I love you and you are amazing. Look at that little boy we have. He is ours because you pushed him out, you carried him. You're amazing." Taylor blushes and I smile. I love to see that smile on her face. "I love you so much that I hate it when you are pregnant because it makes you relive those memories." Taylor looks down as I speak to her but I pull her chin up to meet me. "I don't regret our son, nor whoever this one is going to be but I hate that in order to make beautiful children you have to go through your past all over again." I state looking down and feeling guilty but I love Taylor so much. Pulling up my chin Taylor looks me dead in the eye and says. "I love you too and if nightmares is the worst part of being pregnant then I would be pregnant a thousand times because the memories we have with Lucas outweigh the bad memories that come along with it, just like when this one is born." She states her hands resting on her stomach, I look at her and see the love in her eyes, the love that only a mother can possess and as I place my hands on top of hers I know that together we are agreeing to stand by each other for as long as it may take for us to live our lives to the fullest and as I stare into Taylor's baby blue eyes I can't help but hope that whatever wisdom she possesses will be passed onto all of our children, so they can pass it onto theirs because it is the best advice that will ever be given.