Change me (Taylor caniff)

Chapter 4

I felt someone tapping me. I opened my eyes and taylor was standing there. "We are leaving" he helped me up. " you're really red" he looked me up and down as I put my shirt on. I left my bottoms off and walked to the car. " I'll be fine" i pulled my hair out of the bun. I reached Into my bag to pull a cigarette out. I held it between my fingers. Taylor words ran through my mind. I threw it on the ground and kept walking. Taylor smiled. I climbed into the jeep and we drove off. "So Bailee." Taylor turned to me. " so Taylor" I mocked him. " do you still hate me?" He fixed his bandana. "No. But I still don't like you" I smiled. " well d*mn aren't you nice" he laughed. "Sorry" I laughed. He crossed his arms and turned away from me.

We finally pulled into the driveway. I grabbed my bags and walked up to my room. I sat my bags down on the bed and walked over to my mirror. I pulled my nose ring out and laid it on the table. " I liked it" Taylor said from the doorway. "Sh*t you scared me" I said. He laughed and walked further in. " put it back in" he said. " I have to change it" I opened the box and searched for one. He took the box from me and looked at them all. He finally held up a small gold hoop. " this one" he smiled. I took it from him and put it in. " perfect" he waved his hands in the air. " your stupid" I laughed. "Well goodnight" he smiled and walked out. I put all my stuff away and changed clothes. I turned my light off and climbed into bed.

" Bailee" Taylor shook me. I opened my eyes and I was shaking and gasping for breath. " Bailee are you okay?" Taylor held me in his arms as I gasped for breath. "Bailee" Taylor shook me. I couldn't breath and I couldn't talk. He picked me up and ran to cams room. He banged on the door. "What's wrong with her" he laid me on cams bed. " Bailee" cam held me. I still gasped for breath. I couldn't see straight now. Nash ran in now and sat down on the end of the bed. Cam looked at me in the eyes. " Bailee. Shhh everything's okay" he whispered stroking my hair. I heard them talking then everything went black.

I opened my eyes. Cam was beside me and Taylor was sitting in a chair at the end of the bed while Nash was curled in the floor. I sat up slowly. "Bailee" cam groaned. He sat up. " are you okay?" He looked at me. " yeah" I stood up. "Are you sure?" He asked again. " I'm fine lay back down" I hissed. He did as I said and was asleep within minutes. I walked down the steps and into the kitchen. I sat down on the couch and turned my phone on. "Bailee you okay?" Taylor asked walking down the steps. His voice was raspy and I have to say it was pretty attractive. " yeah. I have them sometimes." I said. " why do you have them" he sat down beside me. "They are panic attacks" I said. "Oh. So you were like scared during that?" He asked. "Yeah. It's all because of what happened when I was little" I said. "Oh." He looked at his fingers. "If I tell you what happened you won't judge me will you?" I gulped. " of course not" he smiled. " okay. When I was little my dad would abuse me. I would come home from school and he would just hit me and yell at me for no reason. I would always hide in my closet thinking maybe he wouldn't find me. One day I remember he almost killed me. He came home drunk and started yelling at my mom and cam and then he came to my room and hit me and kicked me. He broke my arm, 3 fingers, and most of my ribs. I had to stay in the hospital for 1 month because they were scared of internal bleeding. I haven't seen him since that day. I have nightmares a lot about him." I looked down at my shaking hands. He grabbed my hands in his hands and looked at me. "As long as I'm here we won't touch you" he reassured me. I smiled. "You need sleep" he said. " I'm fine" I yawned. "Lay down" he moved a pillow below his feet and patted it. " I'll be right here" he smiled. "Okay" I gave in and laid down. Within minutes I was asleep.

I woke up and Taylor was gone. Instead of Taylor sitting there my dad was. I jumped up. He smiled and grabbed my arm. "Bailee. I haven't seen you in forever" he ran his hand up my arm. "Leave me alone" I yelled trying to get out of his grip. "Bailee im just trying to have fun" he stood up. He pulled me by the arm into the basement. "Look who I found" he smiled. I looked over and cam was lying there. Bloody and lifeless. "Cam!" I screamed. "He's not going to hear you" he laughed. "You're sick" I screamed. "And you're just a slut going around f*cking every guy you find and getting drunk" he slapped me and I fell backwards. "Stop" I cried. "Bailee Bailee Bailee" he laughed. I felt myself being shook. I squeezed my eyes shut and covered my ears trying to block the violent words coming from my dad.