neighbours...

She tried to kill me!

My eye lids fluttered open and I began to lift my self up, only to be held down by a strong and muscular arm. I squirmed slightly to get a view of who was lying in bed with me, I instantly calmed down when I noticed it was only Taylor. He looked so peaceful when he slept and I tried to fight it but the urge to trace his facial features won, my finger glided down his cheek and along his jaw line. He suddenly began to stir in his sleep and he let go of my waist, I didn't realise how close to the edge of the bed I was until he did that because with a loud thud I was on the floor.

"Ow" I complained as I hit the floor with a force

"Shit what's happening!" Taylor shouted as he jumped up from the bed pulling out a gun from the bed side draw.

"Taylor, why- why do you h-have a g-gun?" my breath came out unsteady

"Mollie, what the fuck! how did you get here?" he said in a lower voice than previously.

"Taylor... why do you have a gun in the bed side draw?"

"Its nothing Mollie, act like you haven't seen anything, but what are you doing here?"

"Me? what am I doing here? seriously Taylor.... you slept in my room not the other way round, now please get out and take the gun with you!" I said not sure whether to be annoyed or scared

"Moll, don't be like that, the gun is for protection... you cant tell anyone about this" he pleaded with me, his eyes showed every emotion he was feeling, fear, guilt, worry.

"I wont... on one condition"

"Go on..."

"Tell me why you need a gun and why you need protection" I said as I bit my lip

"Okay, but sit down first" I did as he said and sat down next to him getting comfortable.

"Okay my dad is part of a uh kind of like a gang, where he deals with the less innocent people of the world, and sometimes trouble from work follows him home, so there are guns everywhere in the house just incase something happens" He said taking a deep breathe.

"Is it- is it like a ma-mafia?" my words were just coming out as stuttering

"NO! sorry I didn't mean to shout, its just no I don't like to call it a mafia... mafia men are ruthless cold hearted and heartless pieces of shit, who kill for the sake of killing, we would never kill anyone without a solid reason!"

"Wait WE, your involved! and you've killed people" I stood up and started to back away from him as I tried to process what he had just told me, tears formed in my eyes at the thought of Taylor killing someone.

"No Mollie listen to me, I have only ever killed two people and I know that its not okay, but I had reasons!" he said as a tear escaped his eye and rolled down his cheek.

"What reason could possibly ever make killing someone okay?" I said becoming more fearful of Taylor.

"My brother Lee, well he was my brother before Ricardo killed him, I couldn't cope knowing he was slowing targeting my family so I killed him and I know its wrong! believe me when I say I know... and then I killed another man who tried to- to- ra-rape Shannon, but that doesn't change who I am Mollie!" he was crying his heart out by the time he had finished telling me, I walked up to him slowly pulling him into a hug... no matter what he has done in his past that doesn't seem to be stopping how I feel for him.

"Oh Taylor, I'm so sorry, Shhh let it out" I whispered against his neck, causing him to pull away

"I'm going to go back to my room... I'll see you around" he started to walk away so I quickly grabbed his wrist and pulled him back crashing my lips onto his and it felt amazing, I pulled away

"Listen I'm going to get some more clothes and I'm going to stay for a little while longer, watch Frankie for me" I said as I quickly walked past him and down the stairs towards my house.

I opened the door and the house seemed really quiet.

"Mum, its just me... I've come to get some more clothes" I shouted in hopes that if she was in she'd hear me.

I walked up the stairs and into my room, I grabbed the first few tops and jeans I could find, before grabbing some baby grows and essentials for Frankie. Once I was done I went towards the stair case and at the bottom was my mum.

"Oh hey, I'm just grabbing more clothes, next door offered for me to stay for a few more nights so I can get to know Shannon and Taylor" while I was speaking I looked down and when I finished I looked back up to her only to see her holding a gun in her hands.

"You aren't going anywhere!" she said as an evil smirk formed on her face

"Mum, what are you doing with the gun?" my eyes didn't leave hers for a second

"I'm going to ruin your life the way you ruined mine!" she said as she pulled the trigger, I ducked quickly and narrowly missed the bullet. I began to run there wasn't many rooms upstairs but there had to be somewhere to hide, I ran into the storage closet and closed the door as quietly as I could. A bullet was fired I'm not sure where but I definitely heard it, and footsteps were coming closer to the closet, my heart began beating out of my chest and tears were streaming down my cheeks. The door handle slowly began turning and I knew this was the end for me.

I closed my eyes as tightly as I could, before a pair of strong arms engulfed me into a hug, I opened my eyes slowly and noticed it was Taylor. I let out the biggest breathe I didn't even realise I was holding in and slowly my breathing become normal once again.

"Taylor" I cried into his shirt

"Mollie!" a familiar voice bellowed through the house

"Daddy?" I sniffed causing Taylor to release me and my dads figured appeared at the top of the hallway, I didn't waste a second I ran straight into his arms allowing the tears to fall again.

"She tried to kill me!" I cried as he held me like his life depended on it, I felt water drop on my neck and I knew he was crying as well.