looking at the clock i smile to myself. it's 11:00 and taylors picking me up at 12. i slide out of my bed and walk over to my bag, in the room i share with myself.
I grab out a pair of white high waisted shorts and a floral crop top.
i plug in my curling wand about to curl my hair but there's a knock at the door. I groan before opening it. only to find nash standing in front of me.
"uh can I uh, come in." he says and scratches the back of his neck.
"no." I say sternly and ready to shut the door.
"please." he begs. I don't have time for this, taylors gonna be here soon and I still have to do my hair. I attempt to shut the door on him but his hand stops me.
"cierra, please." he says, you can see the hurt and annoyance in his eyes. he thinks it's that easy. he hurt me, bad. for years. I gave him the chance to fix things and he screwed it up with a bunch of lies.
"no nash." I say and look at the ground.
"im not leaving until you let me in." he's still propped against the door, keeping it open.
I roll my eyes and turn away. I walk into the room allowing nash in too. both of us sit down on the bed. I feel him staring at me as I stare at the sheets.
"please don't go to lunch with taylor." he mumbles.
"what..?..why not, nash?" I ask annoyed. did he really come over here just to ask me not to go to lunch with taylor.
"because."
"why not." i demand.
"because he's a player." he says and our eyes connect.
"whatever nash. no he's probably not." I roll my eyes.
"cierra, he's terrible to girls. he hooks up with them for a night and then leaves them heart broken. I don't want you to get hurt." he pleads.
"well, that's better than what you do to girls, nash. you beat them up and bully them for no apparent reason and then you try to get them to forgive you and when they do you ruin your one chance with lies!" i raise my voice.
"cierra sto-"
"no nash. you stop. you don't want me to get hurt? too late for that because you've hurt me for the past 7 years!"
"cierra you don't understand."
"I don't understand what, nash? why you hurt me? because you're right, I don't understand why you would hurt someone who did absolutely nothing to you and ruin there life."
"I didn't ruin your life." he yells.
"oh really? because Im sure you would know because you know everything about me, right? that's why you knew i cut myself for 5 years and you still hurt me!" i yell back on the verge of tears.
"no cierra, you don't understand! it's not easy to be friends with some stupid bitch that everyone hates including your best friends!"
those words stung my heart as they left his lips, they hurt, almost as much as what happened next. nash's hand connected with my cheek.
I watch as the color drains out of his face and his mouth hangs open.
I hold my cheek as the tears spill out of my eyes like a waterfall.
"g-get o-o-out." i choke up.
"cierra im so so-"
"GET OUT BEFORE I TELL EVERYONE OF THESE BOYS WHAT HAPPENED STARTING IN 6TH GRADE LEADING UP TO THIS VERY MOMENT!" I scream and he looks shocked as he slowly makes his way to the door and walks out. so much for getting ready to go out with taylor. i unplug my curler and put foundation on my cheek trying to cover the redness but it's no use, it won't go away. i fall on the bed, the tears still pouring out like rain.
knock knock knock.
taylors here.
"c-coming." i croak out. I sound like a frog from all the crying. I pick up my weak body and walk to the door, opening it to see taylor standing there in khakis and an obey t-shirt with a red bandana. his smile falls when he sees my eyes, red and puffy and full of tears. he walks in and shuts the door, picking me up bridal style and sitting on the bed. he holds me and my face is on his chest as i cry.
"let it all out baby girl." he whispers in my hair and rubs my back.
when I finally start to calm down he looks at me and moves the hair out of my face.
"shh. you're too beautiful to be this upset." he smiles. I look down and blush, not that it's noticeable considering my face is already red and I've been crying.
"do you wanna talk about what happened?" he asks sympathetically. I nod. I feel like I can trust taylor and I need to talk to someone. if I tell cam he'll probably kill nash in two split seconds, and the other boys will probably tell cam.
"it's a long, long story." i say calming down.
"I've got all the time in the world for you, princess." he says and kisses my forehead. I smile and begin to tell him everything, I tell him how it all started in 6th grade and how nash hurt me, i told him what he did to me that day at school before we left, and what just happened now, but I left out the part where he hit me. my eyes weren't red and puffy anymore so i looks someone human. taylor on the other hand, had his fists clenched and you could tell how mad he was.
"why is only one of your cheeks red?" he asks when he looks at my face.
"I- i don't know." I stutter. shit. he knows im lying.
"cierra. tell me." he says staring me dead in the eye.
"he- he smacked m-me." i said feeling the tears come on again.
"who, nash?" he asks shocked. I slowly nod and watch his facial expression go from concerned and sorry to looking like he was going on a riot.
"I swear to god I'm gonna kill him." he says moving me off his lap and Standing up.
"taylor no! you can't confront him about it. or tell any of the boys. please.." I beg grabbing his arm.
"why not? so he can keep hurting you?" he ask yanking his arm away and grabbing the door handle.
"no, he won't. just please don't do it." I beg. he looks at me for a minute. I can tell he's thinking. after a while he nods.
"fine. but next time he does something that hurts you, i won't hesitate to tell cam." he says in all seriousness. I can tell he's mad but im glad he agreed. I wrap my arms around him and hug him really tight.
"thank you taylor." i mumble into his chest.
"yeah, you're welcome." he says still mad. I slowly pull away and look up at him.
"not just for not telling cam, but for everything. I've never really had anyone to talk to. you're the only person who knows that about me." I say, truly meaning it. a smile appears on his face and he speaks again.
"you're welcome cierra. you didn't deserve any of that. im glad you can trust me."
I smile and taylor leaves shortly after that. I shower and change into pajamas, spending the rest of the day watching Netflix by myself. im almost asleep when something hits me.
tomorrow is the first day of magcon.
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I actually really like this chapter, so enjoyy. love you all.
