Only a Dream

Chapter 15

Taylor's POV

Do you ever feel like something just isn't right?
There's been a weird tension between the guys, mostly Mikey and Luke.
Luke and I have gotten really close lately and he's become my best friend. I don't think Mikey approves, he's acting very jealous.
"Babe?"
"What." There was a harsh tone to his voice, I chose to ignore it.
"Should I wear this," I held up a black crop top and high waisted shorts, "Or this?" The other choice was blue summer dress.
He barely looked up, "Neither."
"What do you mean?"
"Do you own anything that doesn't show your boobs or your ass? Ever heard of leaving a little mystery?" The ice shot through his voice and I felt the tears threatening to escape.
"What has gotten into you?"
"Oh its nothing, I'm just sick of all the guys looking at you like your a piece of meat."
I was shocked and I had no words, I just stood there looking at him.
"Especially Luke, he's had his eyes on you for a while. But it goes both ways. Don't look at me like I'm crazy, I've seen the pictures."
"What the hell are you talking about?"
He threw his phone at me, giving me a second to see a picture of Jack and I kissing. He ripped the phone out of my hands.
"I thought you loved me." He paused, trying not to let his voice break. "We're done Taylor. Please don't try to talk to me ever again."
He walked out of the hotel room, hurt in his eyes. Leaving me shocked confused. Heartbroken.
"What the fuck."
Luke and I have never kissed, someone must have some serious Photoshop skills. I searched the internet for the picture again, it wasn't hard to find. I recognized the outfit I was wearing in the picture, it was from the first time Mikey had taken me out.
A smile found it's way to my lips before I remembered the situation I was in and started crying again.
With a little more searching I found a picture of Luke kissing a girl, I didn't know who she was, but the picture matched perfectly with the one of us "kissing"
I called Mikey and I got no answer. I don't know what to do so I turned on my camera and started talking.
"Uh hey guys. So I'm sure you guys have seen this picture." I made a mental note to insert the photo somewhere on the screen. "Trust me I'm not to happy about this. This ruined my relationship" I started crying again. "Luke and I have never kissed, and I can already see the comments. I know you guys are going to think I'm lying. Most of you already think I'm a slut and you all hate me for hurting Mikey. Okay look, you see this picture?" Again making a note to put the one of Mikey and I in the video. "This is our first date, I guess someone took a picture of us kissing. But you can also notice that this is the same outfit, and the same position I'm in that you see in the picture with Luke. Someone Photoshoped this, see this is the picture they used of Luke." I took a deep breath. "Mikey was very mad, as he should be when he saw this. I love him so much and I would never do anything to hurt. This picture is bullshit, and he won't even talk to me about it. I don't know what to do but I thought I would at least make a video to explain so you guys don't hate me too." I looked down at the floor, "Well I'm gonna go try and figure things out, I love you Mikey. I guess this is goodbye"
I shut off the camera and immediately started editing. Maybe he'll see the video, and come back to talk to me.
A few minutes later I uploaded the video and tweeted it out. I didn't want to deal with the feedback right now, I just went out on the black and stared out into the city below me.
It would be so easy. To jump. End all the hurt I've ever gone through.
I've never been one to think that way, but right now the thoughts were screaming in my head and they wouldn't shut up. These past few weeks have sent me spiraling down a path I didn't enjoy. Mikey was my strength through it all, he promised he wouldn't turn this to a nightmare.
This is more than a fucking nightmare, I'm living in a never ending hell, impossible to escape.
Ending it would be too easy, no I don't deserve an escape. I deserve to suffer.
I walked back to the hotel room and searched for something, anything to make me go numb. The mini fridge had alcohol, why they had three bottles of vodka in a 16 year old's hotel room, ill never know but damn was I relieved.
I walked back to the bed and began drinking away the pain. The liquid burned my throat on the way down, I didn't enjoy the taste but the feeling that came after made it worth it. It started out as a tingly, weightless feeling and then I was numb. Soon my brain was cleared and all I was focused on was the clear liquid making its way into my system. I was fading fast, and I didn't mind at all.
Drunk and stupid I took out my phone, twitter was already open so why not say something. Why the fuck not, things couldn't get any worse.
"@TaylorsImagination: I've always liked vodka more then water."
"@TaylorsImagination: Slowly fading away."
" @TaylorsImagination: Promise you won't forget me when I'm gone?"
" @TaylorsImagination: I will always love you."
" @TaylorsImagination: Losing you is a nightmare. You promised."
" @TaylorsImagination: Goodbye."

After that tweet I began to feet really tired. Instead of fighting I just let myself slip away.
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Mikey's POV
My phone went off, it was a twitter notification.
It was her. I forgot to turn off her notifications, she posted a video?
It was titled "Explanations" should I watch it?
Both her and Luke had tried to talk to me, I didn't want to hear it. They hurt me, my best friend and the girl I was in love, I am in love with. As much as it hurts I love her, I love her more than anything in the world, but she hurt me. It cut so deep.
My phone buzzed again, snapping me out of my thoughts.
Taylor was tweeting really weird things about vodka and fading away. What the fuck?
"I will always love you." Well if that wasn't a stab to the heart then I don't know what is.
"Losing you is a nightmare. You promised."
Shit.
"@TaylorsImagination: Goodbye"
Goodbye? What does that mean.
Everything clicked in my brain. Shit is she trying to kill herself?
No Taylor isn't like that. Maybe I should watch her video, I can't bare hearing it from her in person, I can't stand the fact that she cheated on me.
I've got a lot of tweets telling me to watch it, my fans seemed sad. Well here goes nothing.
As soon as the video started I regretted it, her eyes were red, I could tell she'd been crying. I blinked back tears and continued watching. How could I be so stupid. I should have let her explain instead of letting some shitty Photoshop get in the way of our relationship.
I ran back to our hotel room, who knows what state she was in, I opened the door and my stomach dropped. Two bottles of unopened vodka sat on the bed with her, one in her lifeless hand. Empty. I ran over to her trying to wake her fragile body. When my attempts failed I called 911. After what felt like and eternity they got to our hotel room, lifting her small body onto the stretcher. I held her hand the entire time.
"I love you princess." I kissed her hand before letting her go as they carried her away.
I could barely hear the faint word fall out of her mouth, over all the chaos.
"Mikey."
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A/n
That sucked didn't it? I feel like my writings getting worse. Well let me know what you think.
I'm kinda stuck right now so bare with me.
I love you guys who have stuck with this story! <3