know you better (a sweeran/haylor fanfic)

Final chapter

I walked Into the hospital room. Taylor sat on the bed, looking like she'd been beat up. She was breathing heavily and blinking alot.

"T-Taylor?" I said, fighting tears.

She turned a little then stopped, obviously in pain.

"Come in."

The nurse ran out of the room, a tear streaming down her face. "I can talk and move, isn't that funny? My brain can't make me breathe or make my heart beat, but I can talk. Why can't I be mute?" She said, talking in between raspy machine controlled breaths.

I sat next to her bed.

"Oh." She said

She clearly hadn't known it was me.

"How are you feeling?"

I mumbled.

"Oh great, just swell." She managed a raspy laugh. I stifled a smile.

"I-love you Taylor."

She buried her face in her hands. She choked on sobs but no tears came.

"I can't cry."

She started coughing and her machine started beeping rapidly.

"I love you too." She choked

"I'm glad I got to know you better"

She layed down her head gently.

A nurse rushed in.

Doctors.

They tried to push me out.

I stared at her.

Security came and took me.

I held on to the sight of her, until it was gone.

And I never saw her again.

I never said goodbye.

I went home, they called me a cab.

I ignored the hundreds of messages telling me to stay strong. I threw my phone and the wall.

I threw a CD into my tv and played it.

It was mine and Taylor's duet.

I grabbed a knife.

I got to work.

Cut.

Cut.

Cut.

Cut.

Cut.

I checked my smashed phone.

"Taylor deserved to die."

"Finally, she doesn't have to deal with ed."

"He probably did it too her."

"She probably committed suicide."

One last cut on my neck.

One last breath.

One last tear.

One last drop of blood.

And I left the world I had hated for so long.

I left to join my love.