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AUSTIN'S POV
I walked inside and looked around. Taylor's house was small, how many people actually live here? She had blankets on a brown sofa, and twinkle lights lined the top of the walls. On the floor she had a blue shag carpet and a small T.V. Infront of the sofa. There was two doors and one opening, which led to the kitchen. The walls were light brown and had pictures all over them. I pointed to a picture of a young man singing, while playing a guitar.
"Is this your brother?" I asked Taylor.
"Oh um yeah." She played with her nails.
"Is he in a band?" I examine the drum set in the back of the photo.
"Yeah."
"Do they still play?"
"Umm yeah sometimes, how'd you get my phone number?" She asked, changing the subject.
"Victoria." I smiled. She motioned towards the coffee table and we began working.
We finished our story around five. We mostly ate food and watched t.v while we worked, which made it take so long.
"Do you want some dinner?" Taylor asked when we finished putting away our things.
"Sure." We walked into the kitchen and I sat at the bar. "What's on the menu?" I laid my chin in my hands.
"Chicken, with mashed potatoes,and corn?"
"Mm yum!" She reached up to a high cabinet, and opened it grabbing the plastic wrap. When she reached up her shirt exposed a tattoo.
"Is that a tattoo?" I got up and walked towards her.
"Umm y-yeah. No don't." She said as I reached to see what it was.
"What is it something embarrassing like a dragon? A butterfly?"
"Austin." She said as I pulled the bottom of her shirt up a little to see the tattoo. It read 'Logan'.
"Taylor I'm sorry." I put down her shirt quickly, and stepped away. She was quiet for a little bit before she spoke.
"He committed suicide. He was my best friend." Se said looking down at her nails. "I came home from school when I was ten, and I went to his room and I found him." Tears weld in her eyes.
"Taylor you don't have t-"
"No it' fine just forget ok?"
"Taylor I don't know what to say."
"You don't have to say anything!" She yelled, "I'm not even sure why I told you any of that at all?"
"Tay-"
"Um I'm sorry. C-can you please go?" She asked me trying to say it as politely as she could.
"Okay yeah. I'm sorry Taylor." I walked outside progressing what just happened.
I got in my car, and drove off.
Taylor was alone,in that house crying. I can't just leave her. Wow I'm a jerk. I tease her and so does everyone else and she has no shoulder to cry on, no one to tell her everything is gonna be okay. I immetaily stopped the car and turned back to Taylor's house.
I'm not leaving her alone, so she can just cry to herself.
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Teen FictionAn orphan at 14. Trying her best to get by. Aspiring to find peace and be happy, Taylor (17) fights through her last year of high school, abuse, and distress. With her abusive ex boyfriend being put on trial and a shocking new friendship Taylor bare...