A Summer we won't forget/ A Taylor Caniff and Jack Gilinsky story.

Chp 25: Prisoner.

Taylor's pov:

I officially had a month left with Rianne. It was upsetting, but I was happy that Grant hadn't texted her yet today. I was enjoying my time with her and our friends. He hadn't gotten in our way...yet.

It was extremely hot, but my mother asked if I could take a quick walk to the store. I wasn't really too thrilled to be walking and nobody wanted to go with me. Loner. I took a quick shower and put on some clean clothes and headed out of the door. Rianne gave me a hug and I started to walk. Just to my luck, I realized that on the way to the store I would have to walk past Grant's house. I guess I would just walk a little extra fast to get through the anxiety.

I had just passed his house and was a few houses down. I was safe. Sometimes I wasn't sure if I was overreacting, but it's better being safe than sorry. My heart beat had slowed down, but quickly after it sped up again. From behind me, I felt two cold hands just barely wrap around my neck. I slowly felt the breath being taken away from me. I kicked back and hit his shin. He jumped in pain and the grasp around my neck loosened. I turned around to see that it was Grant. He was about to lunge at me, but I did what I had to do.

I lunged forward faster and harder than I ever though I would have to. I pushed him twice and he fell onto the ground. He wasn't done and tried to grab my ankle. I kicked his ribs and he rolled over to his side. I pinned him down and swiped his face. I repeatedly punched him as he begged for me to stop. His skin where his ribs were were a bluish red. His left cheek and nose were bleeding. I was about to punch him for about the sixth or seventh time, but I felt someone pull me off of him. I turned around and saw blue and red lights flashing. There were sirens and men in black uniforms all surrounding Grant and I. The cops. Crap. A muscular police grabbed my arms and threw me into the police car. Grant was put into an ambulance. I was in big trouble.

"Name?" The police asked as we drove off.

"Taylor...Caniff."

"Age?" He half yelled.

"Seventeen."

"You have a lot of explaining to do young man. You better have a good story at the court."

I was silent. No tears. No....nothing. I though of Grant coming up with a rediculous story. Did they even see him attempting to choke me at first? This was all self defense.

Rianne's pov:

This was what I saw. I was going outside to sit on the porch and have a green tea. I walked out when I heard a screeching noise and saw blue and red lights flashing. Oh. My....No. This. Was. Not. Happening. Grant and Taylor. The worst part was that there was an ambulance there too. Please dont hurt Taylor. I ran towards the police car realizing Taylor was in it. I was about one house down from the car, but then it began to drive off. I yelled and waved my arms hoping they'd see me. I had to stop them, but I had no luck. I was crying and continued to run. I was almost out of breath.

Taylor's pov:

I saw someone running after the police car. The police didn't see, but I did. It was Rianne. She was waving her arms and stumbling as she ran out of breath. I screamed and pounded on the door.

"QUIET!" The police yelled.

"STOP THE CAR NOW!"

"We cannot do that sir. She is just going to have to wait until you go to court."

He couldn't stop me. I was not going to let Rianne not know about any of this. I didn't care if I got in trouble. I threw the door open while we were driving. Why didn't the police lock the doors? Luckily we weren't going very fast, but I rolled a few feet when I hit the ground. I scraped my elbows and knees. I was fine. Rianne ran up to me crying. I told her everything.

"They should have security cameras outside every house. You know that they have one outside our house."

"Yes maybe. It was all self defense."

Then we saw the police car come turning around. The two police hopped out and ran over to us. One of them grabbed Rianne and held her tight. The other yelled at me and pushed me into the car. Rianne yelled at them while crying.

"YOU GUYS SHOULDN'T JUST AUTOMATICALLY ASSUME THINGS. YOU HAVE NO IDEA ABOUT GRANT."

Rianne's pov:

I can't believe I just yelled at a cop.

Taylor's pov:

I was put back into the car and Rianne was brought back to the house. She didn't even try to fight which I actually happy. She would have time to support me at court and I didn't want her getting tazed for yelling at a cop.

When we got to the police station, I was thrown in to a tiny room. It was small and quiet. It has gray walls and a cement floor. There was only a toilet, sink, chair, desk and small bed. A police came over to me and sat on the small wooden chair.

"Okay Mr. Caniff, we do not have enough evidence on what has happened so for tonight you will be staying here. Court is tomorrow at noon. You will then have the chance to explain yourself for hurting Mr. Grant Markus."

I stayed silent and just nodded. I was in prison.

"Now right now it is..." He looked at is watch. "4:40. Dinner is at 6:00 so how about you go get yourself cleaned up and change into this."

He left the room with me to the shower room. A whole bunch of other men were in there too. This was not the place for me. I undressed and just sort of looked at the dudes. They were big and scary. They gave me death glares and I tried to ignore them. I turned on the water hoping it would get warm, but it was cold. I washed off the dirt from my elbows and knees. I found some dried blood on my neck. I didn't know if it was Grant's or mine which really grossed me out. I didn't feel much cleaner when I got out. The soap was terrible. I changed into the orange jumper suit thing. I combed my hair after drying it with the towel and walked down to "dinner" with the rest of the "criminals".

A man handed me a plate of something. A pile of mushy green beans, dry potatoes and leftover pasta that tasted...eww I can't explain it. This was not food. I ate about two bites of each thing and washed it down with water. I went back to my room and stuffed my face in the pillows crying. This was officially the worse day of my life.

Authors note:

Hello honey bunches of oats(: okay so this was amazing but sad. what do you think? also thank you so much for 20k reads! Ilysm.<3 Please leave comments and vote.

~love ry(: