Please Let Me Die

Chapter 27- It's Time To Let Go

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Taylor's P.O.V

Aaron pulled Kyren off of me, picked me up, threw me over his shoulder and ran for the nearest exit. I kicked him and hit him but he wouldn't put me down. as soon as we got as far away from everyone to a place where he thought no-one would disturb us he put me down. I clenched my fist and pounded my fist on his chest continuously. He grabbed my hands to stop me from hitting him any further.

"Let go of my hands."

"Only if you promise to stop hitting me."

"I can't promise that."

"Then I won't let go of your hands."

"What the hell is wrong with you?" I shouted and struggled to get my hands out of his tight grip

"Just hear me out."

"No, 'cos if I remember correctly you broke up with me and now you're getting jealous because you saw me with someone else."

"I have every right to be jealous."

"The hell you don't."

"Yes I do."

"No you don't not anymore."

He let go of a hands. A look of defeat and sadness played across his face.

"It's time to let me go."

I turned around and started walking away when he grabbed onto my wrist, pulled me into him and kissed me. Something felt weird about this kiss, aside from the fact that I wasn't kissing him back. It just couldn't feel the sparks that I used to feel when he would kiss me. I pushed him off and slapped him.

"Don't ever do that again." I warned "As far as i'm concerned you don't love me and you know what? The feeling is mutual."

"She made me say those things to you."

"She threatened to hire someone to rape and kill you and i didn't want that so I complied with her orders."

"I don't care, what's done is done, you saying that won't erase all the pain I went through when you dumped me, also you should have trusted that I could've taken care of myself, how many times have I save your ass from impending death and you think I can't protect myself against one girl, you really don't know me as well as I thought you did."

"I'm sorry," he said after at least five minutes of silence

"Me too."

Right now I just want to go far, far away from here. I really wish I could run away to a place where no one would ever find me. All I want to do is live a normal life but I guess that's not what fate's got planned for me. The end of school bell rang and I let out a heavy sigh.

"Pretty girls like you shouldn't be sighing."

I turned around to see who it was. It was same random guy that grabbed by ass a few days ago and right now I wasn't in the mood to deal this idiot so I walked away, but he ran past me and stopped right in front of me obstructing the exit.

"I just gave you a compliment the least you could do is say thank you."

"Piss off."

"Aw come on don't be like that." He said and started twirling my hair with his fingers

My patience was wearing thin so I did the only thing I could think of at the time. I start acting like I was mentally unstable.

"AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH." I screamed in his face

I repeated it several times and even screamed at a bunch of random people until he went away.

"Idiot." I mumbled to myself and inwardly chucked.

I got outside the gates and called a taxi. I couldn't do this but I had to. I knew as soon as I got to their school they would ask 'Where's mum and dad?' 'Why didn't they pick us up?' 'They always pick us up.'

I got to the school and got them from their class. I bought them ice cream on the way home. When we got home I broke the news to them. They would not stop crying and screaming no matter what I said or did. They eventually cried themselves to sleep. I put them in their beds and let their room quietly making sure not to wake them up. I wouldn't be able to take another two hours of crying.

I walked into my parent's room. It was like I could still feel their presence in here. I walked over to my mum's vanity and sat down on the chair. It reminded me of the times when my mum used to sit me in front of this mirror and brush my hair for me every morning before school. She stopped when I turned eleven. It's like everything was changing and I didn't have a say in what changed and what stayed the same. I got under the covers of their bed. It felt like all the times I would run into their room crying that I was too scared to sleep in my own room but this time my parents weren't there to comfort me.