Healer

Bet that

Alright I decided to switch up how Bryson (Tyson/ Bry) &' Denver looked because these two look better 😌 &' its hella short cause I really needed to update something.
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Taylor,

"I need you the, I need you, I need you the, I need you

I need y-y-y-y-y, I need you the, I need you, I need you the

I need you the most-"

My phone rang as I just laid on a table. I felt a rush running through my body as I just laid there staring at the ceiling. The room was quiet and pitch black.

Why am I here?

I don't even remember how I got here. Shame! I can't even explain anything to myself!

My phone continued to ring until I finally decided to pick up.

"Hello"

"Hey princess where are you I want to come get you after work" Jeremy's voice blasted through the phone making my ears hurt.

"Um, I went for my morning jog." I lied hoping he wouldn't catch it.

"Princess its 3 in the afternoon."

I silently cursed at myself, "Really? Well I guess I got the best workout today."

I blew out in relief when I heard him chuckle.

"Well I will be heading your way in an hour or two."

"Ok, see you then."

"Alright princess."

With that being said he hung up. How am I going to get home if I don't know where I am? Am I at home just in the dark?

Scanning the room for some type of light switch, I successfully found one. Slowly turning on the light switch I was completely blank minded.

I was in a living room that had a roughed up couch that still looked fluffed in some parts, a plate screen, and weed posters damn near everywhere.

I put my hands in my face with a slight sigh. I'm at Denver's house.

I don't understand why I always do this. Every time I see him I want him and its like if I don't have him I'll die. He's more of a drug than anything else in my life. When he and I first met I was trying to focus on Jeremy but as soon as I was left in a room with Denver it was over.

  I walked to the bathroom rolling my eyes at my half naked body.

  I have a problem!

Speed walking back to the living room looking for my clothes and i ain't see them. As I looked around Denver walked through the front door with McDonald's.

"Look whose up." he flashed a smile.

"How did I get here and where are my clothes?" I asked with my back turned to him.

He no longer had a smile on his face, "You called me last night saying you were lonely so I came got you, but when you got in the car you were half naked and I was drinking. "

  I shook my head. "Damn it."

"Look I know you wit ole dude but I don't care you know you mine." he put the food down standing in front of me.

He was tall enough to tower over me which was a major turn on.

  I stepped back giving us an inch of space, "I have to go."

He grabbed my waist looking me dead in the eyes, "Nah you really don't. You and I both know he can't love you like I can Tay, I don't care about him at all that nigga can die in his sleep all I care. You all I need Taylor."

His words were getting to me. I won't lie I do love him but I know he is my deadly addiction that i have to get over.

"I have to go."

Before I could move he planted a soft kiss on my forehead.

  "You know where home at." he whispered in my ear before letting me go.
 
I looked back at him as I stood at the door, "Yeah and its not here."

  As I put my hand on the knob I heard him mumble, "bet that."

I chose to ignore it walking out the house half naked. Great!

I might regret this now but I'm saving myself from later...