This Crazy Life

Chapter 11

If a sexual part is coming up, I'll warn you before it happens in bold. Haha I won't go into much detail at all but just in case you feel uncomfortable. 

Taylor's POV:

Gracie and I walk over to a burger joint called Cows Can Fly. Gracie recommended it and it was close so we decided to walk. "So how did you come up with the idea to do the cinnamon video and all of your other stuff?" I ask, making small talk.

"I was just really bored one night and decided to make a video. In the back of my mind I was thinking that it would go viral and I would be famous," she laughs. "But I never dreamed it would actually happen. Now look at me, eating lunch with the almighty Taylor Caniff." She smiles at me playfully. I love it when she does that. 

"That's kind of how it started for all of us I guess. I'm just so lucky to have all the guys in my life. Before I did Vine and stuff, my life just wasn't where I wanted it to be." She looks at me, it feels like she's gazing right at my soul. I'm such a cheesy cock.

"Tell me about it. My parents are always at work. They don't even know I made a video, let alone signed on with you guys. I'm sure they wouldn't care even if they did know, just more publicity for Jared and Kira Marks." She looks down at her hands. There's no anger in her voice, only sadness. I take her hand and she looks up at me gratefully. "I'm so sorry, Gracie. I know what its like to get hurt by someone close to you," I take a deep breath, I'm going to tell her something that I've only shared with a couple other people. "My freshman year of high school, I got picked on so much. I don't even know why, the kids at my school just decided to pick me as their target I guess. They talked all kinds of shit about me, none of it was even true. One day after school, some jock douche just started picking a fight with me. He punched me and I tried to get away. I didn't want to fight him, but I couldn't escape. He beat the crap out of me. After that I stumbled home, the bloody mess that I was, and decided that I was just done. I grabbed a bottle of pills from the bathroom and took about half of them. Luckily my mom came home early that day and found me passed out on the floor. She called the police and they got all of the pills out of my system." I stopped and looke dup at her. It felt good to tell her that, it felt right. She turns her right arm over, showing me her wrist. It's full of tiny white lines. 

"My freshman year, I got a boyfriend. His name was Luke. And he was my everything. We did everything together, go to the movies, eat ice cream, etc. I was madly in love with him. One day, we were hanging out in my room and he decided grabbed my hips. We were kissing for a while and then he tried to take off my shirt. I told him no, but he kept trying and kept trying. I finally managed to get away and I slapped him. He slapped me back." She swallows, trying not to cry. "He hit me twice more and told me what an ugly whore I was. He said horrible things about me, really horrible things. When he left I took a razor to my wrist. I thought that because he didn't love me, I was unlovable. I let him ruin me, I let him affect what I thought of myself. It took a couple months of therap before I was back in a healthy place." She gives me a long look. We have been leaning towards eachother the entire time she was speaking, we are so close. I grab her face and kiss her, and she returns the favor.

Gracie's POV:

He kissed me. And it wasn't one of those sloppy, slutty kisses that Luke always used to give me, it was sweet. It was tender, I could tell that he meant it. We pull away from eachother and just smile like idiots. Sarah and Emmie are the only two people who know about Luke and what he drove me to. Sarah is the one who found me in the bathroom that day, blood dripping down my arm. She stood by me until I was better, loving me every step of the way. So did Emmie. I've only known Taylor for two days, but I feel that I can trust him. I know I can. We finish our food and walk out holding hands.

"That's why I love Twelfth Night so much. It shows that there's more than one side to a person, that someone can look like one thing and really be something totally different," I tell him as we walk into the elevator. The doors shut and he pulls me into his arms. "I've never met someone so amazing as you, Gracie." We kiss, and I finally think I found the right guy for me.