Change me (Taylor caniff)

Chapter 9

"Nash won't be coming back for a while" cam finally said. "What?"'I gasped. "He has family issues. He'll be back in a few months." He said. I sighed and watched as he walked downstairs. He was my only friend left here. Now I'm left with Taylor. Taylor doesn't even like me and I don't care much for him. This is always how it is. I find someone to make me happy and something ruins it. The only people I have left is cam and my mom. Taylor doesn't give a f*ck about me. All the things he told me were probably just to make me feel even worse about myself.

"Bailee" Taylor called through the door. "Leave me alone!" I shouted. "Just open the door please" he said. "No" I said back. "Bailee please. I need to talk to you" he huffed. "Please" he said when I didn't say anything. I sighed and opened the door. "What?" I hissed. "I'm sorry" he looked down at his feet. "Whatever" I rolled my eyes shutting the door. "Bailee" he stuck his foot in the door stopping it. "Taylor" I mimicked him. "I'm sorry. I mean every bit of it to." He smiled. "Okay." I leaned against the door frame. "Why do you hate me?" He asked. "I don't. I just don't like you" I smiled. "If it makes you like me anymore, I really like you." He turned on his heels and walked off. "Taylor" I called after him. "Yeah?" He turned around. "I'm sorry" i watched as smile formed on his lips. I waited until he was out of sight and then walked back Into my room. Maybe he's not that bad.

My phone vibrated in the table. I reaches over and Nash's name lit up the screen. "Hello" I answered. "Hey" he said. "Why didn't you tell me?" I asked. " I'm really sorry Bailee. I just couldn't at the moment. I didn't want to ruin the moment. I knew I would have to tell you and I didn't want it to be then. It might be best for you anyways." He said. "How could it be better for me?" I asked my voice shaky. " you and Taylor are obviously meant to be" he sighed. "No. Nash I don't like Taylor!" I argued. "Have you seen the way he looks at you? They way he gets overprotective for you? The way he jokes around with you like he does nobody else?" He said. "Nash. I don't like him. He don't like me." I argued more. "Bailee. Yes he does and if you don't like him your making a stupid choice." He said. "Stop Nash" I rolled my eyes. "Bailee I really like you. Your a beautiful amazing person but I couldn't do that to Taylor. He talks about you every day. Please give him a chance." "I guess" I sighed. "Thank you Bailee". "Bye Nash" I sighed. "Bye" he hung up.

I walked downstairs. Taylor was sitting on the couch and cam was no where to be found. "Where's cam?"'I asked Taylor. "He went to check on your mom" he looked up from his phone. "Okay. I'm going to make some dinner" I said walking off. "I'll help"'he got up and followed me. "What do you want?" I asked Taylor. "I don't care" he shrugged. "Chicken?" I looked through the food we had. "Sure" he took a pan out. He turned the stove on and stepped back. "Cut this chicken up" I slid the chicken on the cutting board to him. I got all the ingredients out and waited until for him to finish cutting the chicken up. "Sh*t" he mumbled. I turned around and his hand was bleeding. "Taylor!"I gasped. "It's fine"he laughed. I put the chicken in the pan and took his hand. "Sit on the counter" I rushed to the bathroom and grabbed some bandages and alcohol. I walked back to the kitchen and took his hand. The cut was pretty deep. I wiped it with a napkin and told him to hold the napkin there. He did as I said. I opens the alcohol and poured some on a napkin. I moved his hand and placed the other napkin on his cut. He winced and sucked in a deep breath. "Sorry" I looked up at him. He was already looking a me. I stared into his green eyes. "You're beautiful" he mumbled. His face turned a bright shade of red. "I didn't mean to say that" he rushed his words. I smiled. "It's fine Taylor" I took his hand in mine. A smile spread across his lips. "It's true though" he finally said. No ones ever called me beautiful. The oven timer went off ending the perfect moment. I stood up and walked to the oven. Since everything was ready and cam wasn't home yet I left everything in the stove and sat down on the couch.

My phone buzzed. I reached over and opened the text message.

Daniel: hey babe. I'm coming over. See you soon.

I stared at my phone and then realized what I has just read. Daniel is a dangerous person. I remember he told me one time if I stopped talking to him he'd come over and get his revenge. He's a sick person. Who knows what he'd do. I hoped he wouldn't show up but the my hoped were soon given up when there was a knock at the door. I slowly walked to the door and opened it.

"Hey Bailee" Daniel stood there. "Daniel." I gulped. "I've missed you" he rubbed my cheek with his thumb. "Leave me alone" I pushed his hand away. He laughed lightly and pushed past me and closed the door. He pushed me against the wall running his hands up and down my thighs. "Stop" I tried to wiggle out of his grip. He ignored me and ran his fingers under my shirt. "Taylor" I called pushing him off me. "Taylor"'I called again. He rushed down the steps and looked at Daniel. "Get the f*ck off her!" He yelled. He laughed and pushed me harder against the wall. Taylor grabbed him by the shoulders and threw him to the ground. Next thing I know Daniel is on top of Taylor punching

Repeatedly . "Stop" I screamed trying to get Daniel off him. He turned and slapped me across the face making me fall backwards against the counter hitting my head. Taylor finally got out of his grip. He ran out side trying to get away from Daniel. Daniel ran out the door after him. I screamed and both of them to stop with tears running down my face. I ran outside in search of them.

Next thing I know police cars are lining the driveway and Taylor is being handcuffed. I ran over to him. "Sir. Please don't do this. It wasn't his fault" I pleaded. "Please back away" the officer said sternly. Taylor looked at me and tried to smile. His face was all beat up and bloody. Daniel was being handcuffed in the other car. "I'm sorry" Taylor whispered as he was shoved into the car. The cars pulled off and I was left there alone in the darkness.

Cam pulled up and I rushed to his car. He let me in and sped down the road. I told him the whole story as we drove to the jail. Hopefully this won't end bad.

I gulped as we walked trough the doors of the jail. I saw Taylor and Daniel sitting at separate tables. We walked to the officer and he lead us to Taylor's table. He made me repeat the whole story in my perspective and then Taylor's. The whole time the officer was writing everything down I'm his notepad. After Taylor finished he walked us to Daniels table. I told my part and Daniel told his part which was full of lies and excuses. They made cam and I sit in the waiting area while they decided who was staying the night.

After what seemed like hours the officer finally made his way over to us. The officer stood I front of us and smiled. "After reading your story over and over we've decided who's staying." He said. I gulped. "___ is staying"