Chapter 43. Running away.
*Taylor's POV*
Do you ever feel like you just really want to be alone? That's how I'm feeling right now. Sometimes I wish I was an only child. I feel like life would be so much easier if that was so. I want to get away from my brothers for a few days. Maybe I could run away? I could go and live with Sarah. It's not like they'd care..
Well I mean Brandon and Devon and Tommy would. Logan probably would too. But I don't think Evan would. He would only miss me because he would miss messing with me. That's pretty sad.
Maybe I'm just over reacting about this. Maybe I don't really need to go through with this and run away. But actually, it would show me if my brothers really care. If they really love me..
I'll just pack a bag and text Sarah. Then I'm free to go. I will come home eventually. Probably in a day or
so. But today has been such a long day for me. I just want to get away from home. I want to go to someone who can cheer me up.
After all that thinking I finally made it up to my room. I took out a backpack and put some clothes and makeup and anything I may need for a few days away from home in it and called Sarah.
"Hey! What's up?!" She answered, in her usual, cherry voice.
"Hey can I come over? For a few days maybe.." I said, sounding sort of weak.
"Of course! Are you okay?" She asked.
"Yeah, I'm okay. I'll see you in a few, okay?" I said.
"Alright. Bye-bye!" She said.
"See ya." I said and hung up.
I started thinking about everything that happened today and everything that has been happening for a while now and then I realized something. I realized how sucky this whole situation is. I shouldn't have to feel this way about my family. I shouldn't have to stop and wonder if my brothers loves me or not. They should make it clear to me that they do.
I started thinking more and more about it and I actually started crying. I plopped on my bed and buried my face in a pillow.
I'm not sure how long I was crying. I assume about a good 5 or so minutes. I lifted my head to check the time and when I looked down at my pillow I saw mascara smudged. I forgot that I wasn't wearing waterproof mascara!
I heard a knock on my door.
Oh crap. Don't panic Taylor, don't panic.
"Uhhh..." I said and quickly put my face back in the pillow. "Come in!"
"Hey, are you okay? I feel kinda bad about earlier and you looked sad and stuff when we took your ball."
It was Devon.
"Yeah I'm fine, thank you." I said, my head still in the pillow.
He walked over and sat on my bed near where I was laying.
"Are you crying?" He asked.
"Me? Crying? Pfft no!" I said and let out a fake laugh.
"Then move the pillow." He said.
"No." I responded.
"Why not?" He asked.
"Because I don't want to?" I said.
It was silent for a few minutes. Then Devon spoke up.
"Daniel wants to see you." He said.
I popped up. "He does?" I asked.
"You were crying!! Your makeup is all messed up!" He said. Ugh crap, I forgot!
I buried my face back into the pillow. "You lied!" I exclaimed.
"I lied because I knew you were lying!" He said.
I didn't respond.
"Why are you crying?" He asked.
"I'm not." I said. Technically it's true. I'm not crying at the moment.
He caught on to that quite quickly.
"Why WERE you crying?" He corrected.
"Well..." I started.
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Awww poor Taylor! :(
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