Cause I Can Love You More Than This.

Chapter 15

Louis' P.O.V.

I heard Taylor's sobs and my heart broke. What kinda sick son of a bitch would murder someone in exchange for an employee's freedom!? I had never seen nor heard Taylor so sad in the year and a half I've known her. It was tearing me apart.

I pressed my ear up against her door and heard her guitar case lock and the bed creak, sobs following. I knocked and then slowly opened the door. She was curled up in a ball toward the end of her bed crying. It was making me even sadder.

I walked in and picked her up bridal style in my arms. She just cried and cried, snuggling against me. I walked around slowly, rocking her back and forth just a little.

She started calming down ever so slowly. I sat down on the bed with her starting to stop crying in my arms. She sat up in my lap and I began to sing to her.

"I'm broken, do you hear me?

"I'm blinded, cause you are everything I see.

"I'm dancing, alone.

"I'm praying, that your heart will just turn around.

"And as I walk up to your door, my head turns to face the floor, cause I can't look you in the eyes, and say.

"When he opens his arms and holds you close tonight, it just don't feel right.

"Cause I can love you more than this.

"Yea.

"When he lays you down I might just die inside.

"It just don't feel right.

"Cause I can love you more than this.

"Can love you more than this".

She started wiping away the tears from her red, tear-filled, puffy eyes and I kissed her head.

"Cause I can love you more than this, yea," I sang softly in her ear.

"Lou, you truly are Superman," she said to me sniffling. I smiled. "No I'm not. I'm super human," I said, making her able to laugh just a little.

She looked exhausted and sad but refused to go to sleep.

"TayTay, you should get some rest," I told her. She shook her head no and I got worried and a bit aggravated.

"You obviously need some sleep. So why won't you at least try?" I asked her.

She sighed and hesitated, but eventually answered.

"If I go to sleep, I'll have nightmares about this or I'll dream something about Brianna and wake up crying. I know it will because it h-happened when m-my parents d-d-died," she stuttered in tears.

I held her until she calmed herself down again.

"Taylor, I'll be right here the whole time. If you have a nightmare or if you wake up in the middle of the night just wake me up and I'll be right here. Ok?" I reassured her.

She nodded and we laid down. I got up and turned the lights off. She had changed into a pair of matching Pepsi pajamas and I threw on my Pepsi pajama pants, going shirtless.

She curled up under the covers and I snaked my arms around her, cuddling ourselves to sleep.

Taylor's P.O.V.

I woke up feeling like I was gonna cry. I was rolled on my side, facing away from Lou. I let the millions of tears just pour down my cheeks. I held back the abrupting sobs building up barely. I just wanted to cry but I didn't wanna wake Lou up. He seemed so peaceful I just couldn't bare to disturb his sleep.

I started thinking about my dream and wanted to cry even more. Brianna and my parents had so little time together, they deserved better. They didn't deserve to die that way, that young.

I began to cry as quietly as I could in Lou's arms/curled up in a ball.

"Taylor?" Lou asked groggily. Oops, I didn't want to wake him up. He rolled me over to face him and he knew instantly that I was crying. He pulled me closer to him and I cried.

"We'll get through this TayTay. I know we will," he promised me softly. He kissed my forehead, letting his slight stubble brush my face. I snaked my arms around him and he didn't let go of me for a second.

I finally stopped crying after a few minutes, and Lou turned on a light, then turned it off after realizing how overly-bright it was.

"What was your dream about?" he asked. I looked at him blankly for a moment. "C'mon Tay, we both know the reason you were crying, so please just explain it a bit sweetie. I wanna help you feel better. Please, for me?" he pleaded with puppy dog eyes. God those puppy dog eyes are hard to avoid.

I finally gave in. I sniffled and answered, "It wasn't the dream itself Lou," I started. He looked at me curious and puzzled. "it's what it reminded me of," I said. "Well what did it remind you of?" he asked as he put the pieces together.

I took a shaky breath as the tears came pouring back into my eyes. Lou slowly swiped the tears from my eyes. "You can tell me anything Luv," he reminded me.

I took another shaky breath and continued. "The dream, it made me think off Brianna and my parents. We had very few time together and it just made me think of how much I miss them Lou. I miss them s-so m-much it's eating m-me u-up," I said starting to cry yet again.

Well you know what they say, when it rains, it pours.

Lou held me in his arms, reassuring me that everything was alright. I wasn't balling, jut silently letting a downpour of tears out.

I rested my head on his bare chest and he kissed my head. "Can we go back to sleep now TayTay?" he asked. I knew he was exhausted and I was too, but there was no way I was going to sleep now.

"Yea," I half-lied. I was gonna stay until he fell asleep and then go into the other room.

He rested his head on the pillow and I acted like I was going to sleep. He passed out and after a minute, I slipped out.

I went into the living room and saw a note slipped under the door. I grabbed it and all it said was, "All belongings of Ms. Brianna Nitchle are now property of Ms. Taylor Nitchle".

I opened the door and saw two boxes laying just in front of me. I set the note on the small table a few feet away and grabbed the boxes from the hallway. I closed the door as silently as possible and set the boxes on the kitchen table.

I ripped open the boxes and they were filled with all of her stuff. Clothes, movies, everything. At least in the first box.

The second box was filled with all of the old home movies we had from a while back. I felt the tears flood back yet again but this time it wasn't just because I was sad; I was also kinda happy.

I cried just a little and felt a smile spread across my face. She actually kept all of these. I looked through the tapes. There were tapes from when we were like infants up to when I visited the orphanage last month. She kept track of this stuff pretty well.

I heard footsteps behind me and turned around. Lou was up. "Why aren't you in bed?" he asked. "I heard a knock at the door," I answered, wiping my tears away.

"What's wrong TayTay?" he asked, wiping away my tears. "For once Lou, these are happy tears," I said. He looked at me, obviously confused. I sighed and then cleared his confusion.

"I got all of my sister's belongings and she kept a lot of our home movies from when we were kids," I said smiling. He smiled too. "That's great sweetie," he said and kissed me.

I walked into the living room and popped in a tape from 2005, from when I was 9 and Brianna was 6.

"Taylor, let's go to bed, and then, we can watch these in the morning," Lou pleaded. "I'm watching at least 1 now. You go to bed and I'll meet you there later," I told him. He sighed and came and sat on couch as I did. He put his arm around me and I rested my head on his shoulder.

"We'll watch them together," he informed me. I smiled and started the tape.

I'm curious though, why did she keep all these tapes?