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Ugh why does Taylor always text at like 3 in the morning. I swear he has mental issues.

Taylor- Hey your coming to Taco Bell with me. I'll pick you up in 10.

Miranda- Seriously at three in the morning?! Are they even open?

Taylor- Yas! Now get you lazy ass moving.

I threw my phone down on my pillow and sighed. I fixed my sweat pants, sweat shirt and hair. I put on my ugg slippers and went downstairs. I ran my tiny hand along my cuts. I hate myself. I heard Taylor run in my house. Where is he?

"COCK!" Taylor shouted right in my ear.

"What the fuck you dick!" I tried to act mad at him but that didn't work. He has been through with me for as long as I could remember.

"Lets go I'm hungry!" Taylor pulled me out the door.

We arrived at Taco Bell and Taylor told me to sit. I won't pass off that offer. I feel like everyone is stating at me. Probably because I'm fat and ugly.

I took out my phone and went on twitter and I saw #killyourselfmiranda trending. Tears fell from my eyes. I breathed out and wiped them away.

What is taking Taylor forever? I walked over to cash register and he wasn't there. I then went by the bathrooms. My heart was broken. I saw him making out with a skinny blonde. He hasn't seen me.

I ran away from Taco Bell as fast as I could. I went home and started to bawl my eyes out. Do I like Taylor? No I love Him.

Suicidal~ Taylor CaniffWhere stories live. Discover now