batman & cheerleader

25- infinity

A/N: Hey guys!

Pic above is what Taylor & Lacey's bracelet looks like.

Warning: This chapter might be intense, I won't say much but bullying is involved. You're going to learn Taylor's secret and about the bracelets. There is also a mini flashback.

Read on.
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Pounding.

That is what my head was doing.

Nausea.

That was the feeling in my stomach.

Weak.

That was my strength level.

Embarrassed.

Was how I was currently feeling.

I knew it was a bad idea to go to Chico's last night but I didn't give a shit. I was fully aware I should have at least told my parents I was leaving. Doing what I did last night was the stupidest thing ever. The sad part is I don't even remember every thing I did. I was hoping it was nothing bad or something that could get me into a ton of trouble. If I did do something, I will own up to whatever I did. I made a stupid quick second decision.

Plain and simple.

No going back now.

Waking up this morning wasn't easy. Poking my head out from the covers, I open my eyes and see the room is pitch black. Odd. The morning light usually peeks in through my curtains and makes my room lighter. This room was dark. Was it still night time? I was trying to rack my brain to see if any memories came back, but nothing. All I knew was this bed was super comfy and being snuggled up under the covers head to toe was the warmest feeling.

What exactly did I do last night?

Crap. What if I got kidnapped. I got pretty hammered it would have been easy for some creep to convince me to go with him. God, Taylor, what did you do? I kept asking myself this over and over, no answers came to me.

Mh heart rate picked up when I heard someone or something coming. They're coming to see if I'm awake. To avoid them seeing me I dove back underneath the covers. Please think I'm just a lump in your very comfy bed.

The steps got louder but didn't come anywhere near me or at least I didn't think they did. The steps sounded close but not close enough for them to be right in front of me.

Maybe they don't want to deal with me yet?

"Who's there?" I call out in fear.

Suddenly a light is flicked on and Nick Ross is standing over by his couch in his pjs. Red plaid lounge pants, a black t-shirt that did nothing but good things for his physique. His brown hair looked exactly like bedhead. I found myself wondering what it would feel like to run my fingers through it. He looked so good at the moment.

"You're awake." He says.

"Yeah." I whisper.

My head continues to pound even worse now with the harsh light on. I rub my temples to ease the pain. Seeing Nick standing there was bringing everything from last night back to me.

The shirt and note from Mrs.Foster. Driving to Chico's, ordering a beer and a round of shots. Drinking more beers, playing pool with some very creepy guys. Drinking more. I also remember Phillip showing up, we barely talked. I remember Nick showing up and going all Batman on Phillip because he thought Phillp was the one to do this to me.