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Chapter 23

Megan's P.O.V

I was unusually nervous waiting for Taylor to come over. She has stayed alone before but that was back when my parents thought that she and I were just friends. We have given them a reason to think otherwise though. We held hands around them, we said "I love you" to each other around them. We tried to make it as obvious as we could without saying it. Maybe they knew. Maybe they knew what I was and everything.

"Honey I'm home!" I hear Taylor yell, taking me out out of train of thoughts.

I walk downstairs to see what she is doing and she is in the kitchen making her something to eat. For a girl her size, all she does is eat but so does Natalie. They are so similar yet so different, it's kinda funny. She gets out a pan to start frying something.

"What are you up to now?" I whisper into her ear, wrapping my arms around her waist.

She laughs," Food," and keeps on making whatever it is.

I hear the sizzle and pop of the oil in the pan getting mad for being forced to be a certain temperature. I start smelling some kind of meat. I look over her shoulder and notice she is frying chicken.

"Get out! Let the Master get to work!," She starts to shoo me out," Go make the table. We are going to celebrate something."

Celebrate? Celebrate what? I go and get out a tablecloth and some nice looking dishes. I put on music. The first song is All of me. Randomly I hear Taylor start singing along. She has gave it a melodic twist to it when she sang.

Then I hear a crash of some kind of pot or something.

"God damn it! Why? Why are you unleashing your angry wrath on me?"

I start laughing uncontrollably, "Babe? Did you just say angry wrath?"

She comes out with a pink sparkly pen, threatening to hit me with. I start off running like my life depended on it. She chases after me till she realized that she was still cooking. After she walked back into the kitchen, I started to dance. Thanking my parents for the year of dance class they made me take.

I twirled here and there. Leaped from one end of the room to another. Taylor comes out and joins me once she was done. Letting our bodies just let go and make love to the song. Taylor trips over a chair that was near her, pulling me down with her laughing.

"I love you Megan. You and I have been through an interesting ride since we've met. I never believed what love was before I met you. I want to be with you forever. I know we are only juniors in high school but that doesn't mean we don't know what we feel isn't real. I'm not going to propose, so you can take a deep breath but I do want you to know that I am madly in love with you and I want to spend all of eternity with you. No matter what, I want you to always be by my side. I want to be able to wake up every morning with you by my side. I want to know that when I want to cry, you will be there to wipe the tears away. I want to be able to hold you like this everyday. I love you Megan." I look at her, baffled. Did she really just pour her heart out to me? What should I say? What is there to say?

"Well, Taylor, you can stop hoping. We will always have each other, no matter what. I want you to know that, wherever you are, I will be right there with you. I want to be able to spend every night with you. I want to know that when I am with you, nothing will ever get in the way. Not another girl, or guy if it comes to that. I love you to the moon and back, and a million times around again." She squeals with delight and kisses me. Longer than our other kisses. We were about to go a little farther, when the chicken starts sizzling much more than normal. She gets off of me, leaving me on the floor, just laying there.

"Get up! You still haven't made the table yet!" Oh, right, the table. I get up as Doubt by Twenty One Pilots starts playing. Taylor and I were singing along when there was a knock at the door. I turn down the volume as I walk over to the door. I open the door, realizing it was a mistake.

"Oh well hello. Didn't know you were here." Aaron says, emphasizing you.

"What do you want Aaron?" I whisper/yell at him.

"Oh you haven't changed a bit! Your pretty face. That big butt. Oh those beautiful long legs of yours. Oh how I would enjoy having you in bed again. I can imagine it now."

"Megan? Who's at the door? Why don't you let them in?" I hear Taylor yell over the music. Aaron attempts to squash me in the doorway. I push him back out.

"What? Can't enter my own house?" I shake my head no.

"Not only can you not enter, but you can't EVER come into this house again. Natalie and I live here with your parents. They adopted me because my parents were killed."

"Ah yes, your parents. Well, babe, I was the one who killed them. Wasn't that bad either. They didn't give me any trouble. It was quite fun." He starts laughing. Taylor walks over to the door.

"The food's done. Stop being so rude! Let him in." She pushes me to the side and lets him in. He closes the door and locks it. Taylor doesn't notice, but I do. I watch him walk behind Taylor, staring her up and down. I don't like the looks of this.

"Megan, you never set the table, but don't worry, I took care of it. I didn't really make enough for all of us. I'm sorry...."

"You can call me Aaron. Megan and I go way back." Yeah, 6 months back.

" I will be right back, I need to use the bathroom." She leaves the room and goes upstairs. Aaron stops me from going into the kitchen and tries to kiss me. I push him away, and tell him to go home. He doesn't listen. He pulls me into mom and dad's room. I don't like this. I can't go through this. Not again. He tries pulling off my shirt. I punch him in the mouth. He slaps me across the face. He rips off my shirt and forces my leggings off. I start crying. Taylor bursts into the room just as he..... She rams into him like a football player. She starts to beat him up, punching him in the mouth several times.

"If you EVER try that again, and I find out? I will find you, rip off your balls, and shove them so far down your throat, you will NEVER know what real food tastes like. Only because you will be forever be tasting your own nuts. Get. Out. Of. My. Fucking. House." He doesn't listen to her.

"Do you want me to do it now? Cause I sure as hell don't mind getting my ball cutter knife." She smiles this creepy smile, which not only makes me fear her, but also makes me feel safe, cared for, and maybe even makes me love her even more, if that's possible. He runs out of the room, hopefully out of the house too.

"Babe? Are you ok? Did he hurt you? You know what? We don't need to talk about this. We still have some celebrating to do, right? I... I mean, if you don't want to celebrate we don't have to."

"Ok, why the hell wouldn't I want to? You just fucking saved me from..... Anyway, this proves how much you love me. Maybe I liked watching you beat the crap out of him, not saying he didn't deserve it, but it was funny."

"I wouldn't have done it if I didn't love you Megan. Why would you think I wouldn't beat the living shit out of him? He hurt my one and only love. He was going to do worse to you than you think, that's why I did what I did. Now, let's go to the kitchen and eat my amazing dinner. I love you."

"I love you more Taylor. No one could ever love someone more than I love you." I wrap my arms around her. We forget about the chicken, about dinner, or whatever else we were going to do. We focus on tonight, more like this moment, in each other's arms. my head in her neck, our arms wrapped around each other. I find her sweet spot, right on the collar bone, and making her moan like crazy. She can't stop. I blow on the same spot, knowing she has a hickey. She pulls away from me and smiles. I cock my head to the side, wanting to know what she's thinking about doing. I do not understand.

She takes my hand, helps me off the floor, and leads me upstairs. Now I understand. This will be the first time we did it together. Once she closes the door, we can't seem to get enough of each other. She's kissing me so hard I might go blind. We continue kissing. She starts to raise my shirt, until it's completely over my head. I know, I just almost got raped, but that was with a guy I would never ever have sex with. Taylor on the other hand? Of course I want to have sex with her. She's just perfect. Once both of our clothes were on the floor, we fell into the bed.