"Ugh! You're so bullheaded! Can't you see, this is for your own good!" I scream, picking up a book off the table next to me and chucking it at Taylor's head.
"I don't want to go through that again! You have absolutely no idea how hard it was for me the first time!" Taylor yells back, dodging the book easily.
I sigh, sinking to the floor and wrapping my arms around my knees. I shouldn't have come here, to his house. I should have just sent Blake here himself. Instead, I thought I could handle him. But I can't.
"I'm sorry i yelled. You just don't understand." Taylor walks over to me, placing his hand on my head.
"No. You don't understand. You told me yourself how much you needed your power back, and I can see how true it is. You obviously can't live in the human world without some sort of advantage. Youre not used to it. And youre not the same, Taylor. The new you isn't the you I need! And think of the poor girl, the innocent Leta! You can help her, Taylor. Don't you want to help? Its not her fault she is the way she is. She hates herself!" I stare up at him, begging with my eyes.
"That's not my problem." He says. "I know that Blake has done a lot for me. But I'm not capable of doing something like this, just to repay him."
"Taylor... " I respond, my voice shaky. "I know you can do it. I just know. You're strong, and determined. You just have to believe it." I stand up and walk away from him. He follows behind me, but I do not answer him when he calls out to me. I continue walking to the kitchen, where I pour myself a cup of coffee.
"Macy....I'll need you to do it with me." Taylor tells me.
I spit coffee out of my mouth, and it spills down the front of my shirt and drips off my chin to the floor. "What?!"
"You can change with me. If he's restoring my powers, I'll need you there. You have to be there to do it with me, or i won't be able to do it. Please, Macy." He wipes coffee from my face with the sleeve of his polo.
"Taylor, that's insane." I shake my head.
"I know. But, its the only way for me to go through with this." Taylor places his hand on my cheek. "Please, baby?"
"I....I'll have to think about it." I reply, closing my eyes.
"Okay. That'll work. And, Macy, if you decide to do this.. I promise it will be completely harmless. It'll be hard, of course, but we will get through it together. I swear. Blake won't put you in a dangerous position unless he absolutely has to, and I don't see that happening."
I just nod, and cover his hand with mine, nuzzling into his palm and kissing it.
"I need to go. I have to meet with Emmett." Taylor says, breaking the silence. He leans down and kisses me on my cheek. "Can I come over tonight?" He asks quietly.
"Actually... I'm busy tonight." I respond, making plans as I speak.
"Oh. Alright. What are you doing?" He questions.
"I.... I'm going to visit an old friend. Someone I can talk to about your request, someone who can help."
"Okay, be safe then."
I walk past him, ignoring his wishes for my safety. Nothing I am going to be doing tonight is considered safe. "Bye, Taylor. I'll call you tomorrow, okay?"
I don't listen for his reply, but leave the house and slam his front door behind me. I get into my car and start it quickly, speeding out of his driveway and neighborhood without bothering to put on my seatbelt.
A few minutes down the road, going 75 in a 60 mph zone, I see a cop sitting in a church parking lot, half hidden by a patch of trees. I cuss and try to slow down before he notices, but its to late. He pulls out behind me, flipping on his lights and sirens. I pull off onto the side of the road, glancing into my rearview mirror. The cop car stops behind me and the lights shut off. A tall, slim man steps out of the vehicle, dressed in a uniform of course, his hat pulled down and his sunglasses casting a shadow across his face. His boots are laced tight and his badge shines in the sunlight. His face is clean shaven, his lips pink and full.
I reapply lipstick, and pull my v-neck down a little farther to expose my cleavage. Hopefully he likes a good flirt.
He stops next to my window, and taps on it a few times. I stop staring at him, and roll down the window. He bends down to look inside my car. He takes off his hat and glasses. "Hello, ma'am. Do you know how fast you were going?" He asks, his voice deep and intriguing.
I stare into his beautiful, piercing blue eyes. "Why, yes, sir, I do. But I can assure you it was for a good reason. And I know that doesn't excuse me from the law. But can a fine, kind hearted, and handsome man like yourself do a young girl a favor?"
"And what? Let you off on a warning?" He laughs. "I guess, I'll just have to hear your well thought out reason for going fifteen over the speed limit before I do that."
I flash him my prettiest smile and lean towards him, "Well, Officer, I'm in a bit of a rush because I'm having a little bit of trouble with the uh, downtown. If you know what I mean." I wink at him and run my hand down my stomach toward my private area. "I'm having a hormonal issue, Sir."
He bites his lower lip and straightens his tie. "Young lady, are you trying to say that you're horny? That's why you were speeding?"
I nod and make a small sound, quite like a moan. "Mhmm"
"Is that the same reason you're without a seat belt?" He smiles devilishly and looks down at my chest. "Or does it not fit across your.. large breasts?"
"Number two, of course, Officer." I wink. "Maybe you'd like to follow me somewhere, where we can take care of these problems?" I ask.
"Ma'am, I'm a police officer on duty. I don't think that'd be a wise choice right now." He replies. "But, I am allowed to take your number."
He offers me a piece of paper out of a pad he pulls from his belt and hands me a pen. I jot down a friends phone number and hand it back to him. She'll thank me later. "You won't be sorry that you got this. Though it may not be what you expect."
I kiss him through my window before he walks back to his car. He leans against a building and watches as I drive off without looking back. "Wow, that was awesome." I say aloud to myself. "I should do this more often."
