Dancing with our hands tied. -jaylor-

9. Honey hell is when i fight with you

Three weeks later they were both doing better, joe had almost forgiven himself and Taylor was back on her feet again.
Joe was cleaning the kitchen when he saw something Lodged behind the cabinet. Instantly he expected the worst, he thought she had been taking prescription drugs to cope.
"No fucking way!"
"What babe"
"TAYLOR!"
"What happened?"
When she saw the pills in his hand she froze, her jaw dropped and she debated running and never looking back.
"What the fuck are these?"
"Joe-"
" I love you so so so much which is why there is no way I can let you do this to yourself, you nearly died last month tay!"
"They.. they're my my anxiety pills"
" Taylor you don't fucking take anxiety medication! What are they?!"
"I do I've had them for 2 years"
"What?"
" I hid them because you wouldn't want an insane woman for a girlfriend"
He couldn't look at her because her pain was too difficult to see
"Babe your not crazy."
She ran up to him and wrapped her arms around him.