My Brother's Best Friend

Chapter 13

I laid there silently as my heavy eyes fought to open. Eventually my eyes won and I was completely unaware of my surroundings. Picking my head up I realized I was in Taylor's apartment, and I was laying on her couch. I set up rubbing my head, wishing I could just rub away the throbbing headache I had. Glancing over I noticed Taylor sleeping next to me in the chair.

Why did I call her?

Taylor's eyes fluttered open like she could hear what I was thinking.
"Morning" she chimed, her sleepy voice in full effect.
Looking away from her I stared at my hands ready to get home.
"Jessie.." Her voice pleaded in desperation for me to give her my attention.

For someone reason every bone in my body wanted to stay angry with her. The things Jeremy said still wondered through my head. What if that was all Taylor wanted? Sex. She didn't pressure me the other night, she was completely fine with not having sex actually. That could be her game.

My thoughts had totally blocked everything out and I haven't even realized that Taylor was kneeling in front of her. Her blue eyes held a hint of curiosity and sadness. Would she be sad if she really didn't care?
"Jessie. I'm sorry for the way I acted yesterday. Jeremy just pissed me off." I didn't wanna hear anymore. Then only I was really worried about was if she was gonna use me.
"Stop." My demand slipped out of my mouth unexpectedly. She halted mid-sentence and stared up at me. Her eyes held wide open starring into mine.

"Is it true?" My question was so broad but it was the only thing I could say. Her head tilted in confusion and her eyebrows furrowed.
"Is what true?" Her voice was uncertain and I couldn't read it.
"Do you use girls for sex?" My fingers gripped onto my leg as I braced myself for the impact of her answer.
"Jessie.." Her voice was desperate and I suddenly realized I didn't need her to answer. I already knew. How could I possibly be so dumb? To believe that she actually had feelings for me. I was just like the rest.

Standing from her couch I stormed my way to her door. As soon as my hand touched the door knob I felt gentle fingers wrap into my arm.
"Please don't leave. Not like this Jessie." Her eyes begged for me. I couldn't believe she was still attempting this act.
"Don't Taylor." I looked away from her not wanting to speak to her anymore. I went to make my way out of the door but her grip didn't loosen.
"Please.." I turned to her pleading eyes. Her voice was full of pain an I didn't even realize what I was doing until I said it.

"I want nothing to do with you." Turning away from her I walked down the road and made my way home.

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My feet ached once I made it to my front door. My hand reached for the door but I didn't manage to open. Jeremy talk figure stood in the doorway glaring at me.
"Where the hell have you been?" His voice was stern and low and automatically I knew he was wanting to play the daddy figure.
"Taylor came and got me and I stayed there for the night." My response enraged him. His eyes lit with fire.

"You what?" His jaw tightened and I knew this wasn't going to be a good night. "Why didn't you call me. I almost mom!" The mention of her completely shut me down. I no longer wanted to have this conversation anymore. I looked down at my feet.
"I'm done with Taylor, I want nothing to do with her anymore." Tears threatened to pour down my cheeks but I had to hold them in. "Just let me inside I want to go to bed. Please.."

Jeremy moved to the side letting me in. Walking up the stairs I managed to make it to my room and to lock the door. Plugging in my phone it was like pandora automatically knew I was upset and played nothing but depressing music. For the rest of the night I cried. Why though? It's not like I loved Taylor.

Taylor. Her name enraged me once again. I didn't want her in my life anymore. She only wanted me for sex. I was done with her. This is exactly why I can trust no one.