Beauty Killer (Taylor Caniff)

Chapter 10

CHAPTER TEN

~ Taylor's POV ~

We ran out. There was an ear splitting crowd, screaming. I watched McKayla. She didn't look nervous anymore. Good. She shouldn't be nervous.

There was a bunch of vines and singing and talking. Then it got to my favorite part, signing and pictures. The fans were my favorite part, seeing them and talking. It's always fun and exciting!

~ McKayla's POV ~

I was nervous. We were about to do tables and meet all of the fans. Taylor's table was next to mine. I was on the end. I was surprised, there were actually a lot of people there to see me!

I met a bunch of girls, but there were quite a few guys too.

I had just finished taking a picture with a really sweet girl. I sat down ready for the next person. Then the next person came up.

"I told you I'd find you!" he said.

I knew that voice. I looked up slowly. I just sat there. I could feel the hairs on my neck stand up. His green eyes drove into me like daggers. It was him.

Isaac.

"Well aren't you going to say hi?" he said leaning in close.

"No." I spat. His eyes got darker, and he quirked his head to the side... like I was an animal he was examining.

"That's not a smart thing to do."

"Why not? You can't do anything here Isaac." I knew if he tried anything I could scream. Someone would help me.

He grabbed my upper arm with a steel grip and pulled me up.

"Take a picture with me." he ordered.

"Fuck you! I won't do anything for a bastard like you!" I hissed under my breathe. He tightened his grip. My whole arm buzzed with a searing pain. He took the picture anyways. At least people would see the disgust in my eyes.

He threw my arm back at me. I knew there was going to be a huge bruise. At least my arm was starting to get feeling back.

"See you tomorrow." he said as if nothing happened. He grinned, then finally walked away. I took a ragged breathe. Why? At least there was only a few more fans.

After the last one I sat down. I thought about Isaac. I couldn't move. What was going to happen?

*Flashback*

"Isaac... um... I-I... think... I think we should break up." I said quietly

"What!?!" he said grinding his teeth. He grabbed me by the arms tight. "NOBODY..." He threw me hard. I hit the wall, hearing a loud snap. "BREAKS UP WITH ME!" I couldn't breathe. The wind was knocked out of me. There was a throbbing in my forearm. A burning sensation of pain. I moved it, only to get more pain shot up my arm. It was broken.

I thought he was going to hit me more, but he didn't. He just stormed out. I was taking ragged breathes, like I was breathing through a straw. I tried to sit up, instead I got pain in my side. I laid there... hoping he wouldn't come back. My vision started to blur... then I blacked out.

*End Flashback*

"McKayla... are you okay?"

I looked up slowly to find Taylor staring down at me.

My mouth moved before I even knew I was speaking. "I'm fine."

"You're crying..." I felt my face to find it wet. I was crying silently... and I didn't even know. I wiped my face quickly trying to hide it, even though he had already seen.
"What's wrong?" he asked sweetly.

"Nothing... I'll tell you later."

"Oh... okay." he said. Then he walked away.

I got up cause I knew I had to meet Cameron. I walked to the bathroom to check my face. I looked in the mirror. I looked fine. Then I pushed up my sleeve to find deep, ugly green bruises where his hand was. I rolled my sleeve down, then walked back out of the bathroom. I looked around for Cam. As soon as I saw him, I walked over and pulled him aside.

"What did you need to talk to me about?" I asked so I could go get changed to go out to eat.

"Come with me." I followed him back into a narrow hallway. He stopped.

"Okay this is good."

"Good for what?" I asked.

"Well... I wanted to know..."He paused.

"Would you be my girlfriend?

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~MAC~