Six months Later
I sit up in my small bed in my small room, looking around. My eyes have adjusted well to the darkness that engulfs me. I stare at my posters, then glance over towards the door.
I can't sleep. I never can.
I carelessly pull my hair back into a pony tail. And slide out from underneath my warm covers. I get goosebumps down my legs. I wear only a t-shirt and a pair of underwear.
Carefully, I creep up to my mothers room.
"Ssh Dan" my moms drunken voice giggles through the walls.
Ugh.
I can't take this anymore.
Every night, different guy. She's a whore. And who has to put up with her shit? Me.
I quietly trot back to my room and flop back onto my bed.
I take in the smell of my sheets, the familiar smell, the only scent I've ever known.
A single tear slides down my cheek.
It's always the same isn't it?
The same thing everyday.
Every single day.
She leaves to work, she comes home with a man, he's always gone in the morning. And here I am, watching it all go by before my eyes. Stuck here alone.
Without thinking, I grab my bag and hastily throw in some clothes, along with a few bathroom items, and a pair of shoes.
I slip on my sweats and keds,
As I check myself in the mirror. The ever so common bags are present under my eyes and my cheeks are flushed.
I creep up to my door as quietly open it, continuing to walk down the hall.
When I reach the kitchen I open my mothers purse, I grab the sparkly pink wallet and unzip it, inside poses a few hundreds and a twenty.
I know this is wrong but, after everything I don't really give a shit.
I grab all the cash and shove it in my bag.
My heart beats faster as I near the door.
Was I really doing this?
"One day.."
Taylor's voice plays in my head.
"One day, you'll be in my shoes. One day, you'll know how hard this is and why I can't stay"
I was doing the same damn thing as her.
I try my best to not make much noise when I open the front door.
Eagerly, I step out into the night, the cool air hits me as I take my path down our driveway.
No, not our driveway, her driveway.
I walk, I walk for an hour.
My feet ache and I'm beginning to be sleepy.
It's midnight, yet many people are still wandering the streets of New York City.
I decide to take a seat on a step outside of a pizza shop.
The wind whips my brown hair around my face and I shiver. I hadn't thought to bring a jacket.
"It a little late isn't it young lady?"
A mans voice booms from behind me.
"Uh" I turn around, he is a round man with a bit of facial hair, and he wears a pizzeria hat.
"Go on now" he points to the street, gesturing me to leave his place.
Even the pizza guy doesn't want me.
I oblige to his rude gesture and continue to walk down the street, the bright city lights shine down on me.
What the hell was I doing out here?
There is a small wooden bench standing over in a corner, and I decide to take a seat on it.
No one could tell me to move from a bench.
"I love you" Taylor sings from my memories.
"I love you"
"I love you"
"Aggh" I groan and rub my temple.
That's the thing about Taylor, I didn't know if she did love me anymore. But, yet she still was in my mind more than anyone else.
I lay my bag on the end of the bench and rest my head on it, slowly drifting off to sleep.
Hey guys! So this is chapter 1 I hope you like it:)
I type this story on my phone, so I'm not able to add 'cast members' instead I'll just tell you the cast here:)
Madison Beer as Lexi Waters
Blake Lively as Taylor Waters
Luke Hemmings as Himself
Denise Richards as Lora Waters (Lexi's mom)
And that's it for now:) love ya
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