Story of My Life // Taylor Caniff

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Chapter 33

*Faiths POV*

*~1 Week Later~*

It's now June 2nd.

I got dressed into sweatpants and a MagCon hoodie. I braided my hair into a side braid and didn't bother with makeup. I put on my black vans and grabbed my bag and started walking. My dad purposely crashed my car into a tree so I couldn't drive to school.

I was at the end of the parking lot when the bell rang and students started getting off the buses. When I finally made it up to the enterance doors, the buses started pulling out of the school and a familiar white car pulled into a parking spot. When the person got out and started heading towards the enterance, I saw that it was Taylor. I swung the door open and ran in.

I went up to my locker and got my things for first period. When I closed my locker, Taylor was there leaning up against the lockers, looking at me.

He leaned in and kissed the bruise lightly that was on my face.

I was still forbiddened to talk to him so I walked away to Spanish class. I sat in my seat in the back of the class and took my book out. "Buena clase de la mañana." She said 'Good morning class.' I opened my book to the page she told us to and completely zoned off. My screams echoing in my head from last nights beating.

"Señorita Faith. Pregunta uno, por favor." Señora Hail said. Everybody looked back at me but I said nothing. I kept looking at my book. "Faith say something." Taylor whispered next to me.

"Faith.... Faith!" She kept saying my name.

I looked up at her with a deadly glare I've been practicing when teachers got on my shit. "Puedo ir a la officina?" I asked her. She clenched her jaw and stared at me. "Sí."

I gathered my books and walked out of the class. I walked down the hall to put my books back. I just wanted to go home. "Faith!"

I turned around and Taylor was chasing me up the hallway. "What?" I asked, seriously annoyed.

"Faith I can't let you end up this way. I need to help you." He said still following me. I sped up my pace, now fast walking. "Faith... Faith!" He grabbed my arm and spun me towards him.

"Ow!" I yelled and smacked his hand away. I held my arm and looked at him. "Taylor I am not suppose to be talking to you. My dad will kill me. There is nothing you can do to save me."

I walked up to my locker and put my combination. He leaned up against the lockers. "Faith, you're different now. What happened to the crazy, cheerful, always smiling and laughing girl I met at MagCon?"

"Oh so now you don't like me because I changed?" I asked.

"No! I still love you! I always will! You just need to let me help so you're not acting this way."

I closed my locker and looked up at him tears in my eyes. "Help me... please...?" He pulled me into a hug. "I will baby. I promise, just tell me what's going on and I can fix it."

I shook my head. "Taylor just leave it be. I can't tell you." I sobbed into his chest.

"Is everything alright out here?" Mrs. Barton asked stepping out of her classroom.

"It's complicated. Sorry for disturbing your class." Taylor said. I heard the classroom door close, so I looked up at him. "Im sorry for crying. I feel weak and like a wimp." I sniffled.

"Hey hey hey, if anybody deserves to cry, it's you. You're going through a lot right now and it's okay to cry." He said rubbing my back.

"I don't know what to do." I mumbled into his chest.

The bell rung and it was second period. Study hall with Ms. Thot. She's a widow so yes, that bitch is a thot.

We walked into her classroom and sat in the very back, farthest from everybody, in the corner.

I turned away and pulled my phone out from my bra. Taylor also took out his phone.

I went on Vine and decided to make a vine. I left the room without her knowing and decided to go to Mr. Sams room. Before I did I started to record myself. "Disturbing classes." I took my thumb off the screen to stop recording and then switched to the camera on the back. I put my thumb back on the screen and started recording again. I opened the door and yelled "PUBIC HAIR!" The class jumped from being scared. I started laughing and ended the Vine.

I closed the door and walked back to study hall. 7th grade Social Studies.

Gets them everytime. See? I haven't changed. I just choose to hide.

A/N

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