Evan's pov- I walk back into Tai's room where she has been lightly snoozing. I walk over to her and set her sandwich down not wanting to wake her. It's as if she senses my presence she opens her caramel eyes and looks up at me."hi" she says weakly. "Hi, Tai listen I got you a sandwich" she galdly takes it. She takes a bite and looks up at me. "Thank you" she says in a cute voice. "Your
Welcome Tai" we sit in scilence while she finishes eating. "So I am thinking Evan...." maybe she will take me back? "You should let me go and move on with your life and live it fully" she says.
I feel hurt by what she said. "Tai, I love you" "I know you do Evan, it's just I want what's best for you, I don't want the baby and I to hold you back" she says. "Taissa Wait!" I say. She holds up her hand. "Evan get out, it will do you some good don't worry for me I will be fine" she then pulls me into her and locks her lips on mine. I can't help but moan. I miss Taissa's lips, I miss everything about her. She pulls back and starts to cry. I try to comfort her. "Evan leave I don't want you seeing me like this" she says. I start crying myself. I get closer and she pushes me away. "Go, live your life" she says pointing to the door. Once I reach it I turn around to get one last glimpse of her. "Evan?" She says. My Eyes meet hers. "I love you Evan" her eyes fill up with more tears. I turn away and leave. As soon as I shut the room to her door. I slide down it in Tears. I miss her, I want her, I need her. A here footsteps heading my and I look up to see me dad. He slides down and looks at me. "Son she loves you, this is her way of protecting you, she just wants you to really think about what you are doing, I know you can't live without each other so my advice is you get up and Start fighting for her because in my eyes son she is worth fighting for." He pats my shoulder and gets up. I get up and look into her room. She is once more asleep. I have to fight for her no matter what.
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