Never Let This Go *Paramore*

Chapter Twenty-Three: The Nightmare

"Yeah (yeah)
Let's be alone together (yeah)
We could stay young forever (yeah)
Scream it from the top of your lungs, lungs, lungs
Say yeah (yeah!)
Let's be alone together (yeah)
We could stay young forever (yeah)
We'll stay young, young, young, young, young,"

 -Alone Together; Fall Out Boy

(I don't know why I thought of this song)

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Hayley's P.O.V.

My hands start to shake, my eyes sing, and I drop the note. I back up from it as if it is a bomb and slide down to the kitchen tile floor, my face in my hands. I immediately start to sob my eyes out, and Taylor, Kat, and Jeremy come rushing over. Taylor picks up the note, reading it probably with wide eyes. My face is now in my knees. "Oh my gosh," Jeremy says. He probably read it, and now Kat is probably reading it too.

I feel Taylor's arms pick me up and carry me to my room, setting me on the bed. He climbs up too, and pulls me into his lap, wrapping his strong arms around me. I cry some more into his chest and try to slow my breathing. "Hayley I'm going to call the police," he says into my hair.

"No, don't. She'll kill someone else I love," I tell him. "I don't want to loose you too, T,"

"You are never going to loose me," he tells me kissing my temple, not letting go of me.

"Do you think she'll kill us?" I ask him. I'm obviously not afraid of dying, but I'm afriad of Taylor dying.

"No. I think she'll do worse. We just have to be ready," he tells me.

"I'm never going to be ready, this game of hers just started Taylor and I'm already done," I tell him. I honestly don't even know how I'm not already dead because of suicide, murder, or something like that.

"We have to fight our way out of this, it is the only way," he tells me. I turn my body around so that I'm sitting in his lap facing him. I peck his lips and look at him.

"Taylor, if you weren't here to support me, I woud've been dressed in black buried in the ground, you know?" I whisper to him, playing with a curl hanging down from his face. I can see he is trying not to tear up, but it's not working. He presses his lips to mine and I wrap my arms around his neck, still playing with his hair. His arms are wrapped tightly around my waist, making me suddenly insecure about my weight for some reason.

"Why in the world could you ever depend on someone like me?" he asks pulling away for air.

"Because, T. You always catch me when I fall, and you never leave until I'm back on my feet walking," I tell him softly. "And I love you,"

"I-I love you too," he responds. He sounded shocked when I told him that.

After we ate some pizza for dinner, no one said a word. No one mentioned the letter or anything really. There was a small conversation about how Jeremy and Kat would be leaving in two days though. They miss Bliss too much to stay the whole week. I only ate half a slice, but it doesn't matter. News about my parents was enough to swallow.

It takes me three hours to fall asleep. I couldn't stop thinking about what it must've been like to be forced to kill you ex-husband and lie to your daughter about it, then going to the funeral pretending it was a different story.

"I said pull the trigger, you little bitch," Angela tells me.

"Just shoot me with it! Please kill me instead of him!" I beg her in tears.

"Hayley, it's okay, it'll be okay," I hear Taylor tell me. I can't shoot him, I love him. I could never live with myself. All of a sudden, blood starts to drip down from top of the white walls. Angela walks over to Taylor, who is tied up in a chair, forced to watch me break, and forced to look death in the eye and shake his hand. She walks back to me, picking up some rope, and punches me so hard in the jaw, that I fall to the ground, my eye sight darkening as I listen to Taylor screaming my name.

 When I wake up, I'm in a chair tied up. My mouth has a towel or something stuck in it, choking me with the lack of air I'm getting. My mouth is throbbing at I look up to see Angela basically climbing my Taylor. My Taylor. In front of me. 

She sees that I'm awake and laughs, pulling her low cut, tight black shirt, revealing her bra. "Stop!" I try to scream, but the sound comes out muffled through the towel. Taylor has a tear stained face, and he is tensing up, obviously trying to hide the look of disgust on his face without success.

"Please don't," he says to himself. She is still on top of him and kisses his neck. Making sure it's at an angle I can see. I am literally screaming as loud as possible, and my face probably looks like a tomato. I'm crying too, man I'm a wreck. Then again, who wouldn't be? "What do you want from us?" he asks trying to pull away. She grabs him by the neck though and traces him chest. She pulls a small knife out of her pocket and slowly moves t down his shirt, ripping it and cutting his skin a little bit in spots.

"I don't want to hurt you, babe, I want to hurt Chad," she tells him, licking on him and ripping his shirt off. I scream louder.

"Get off," he tells her. She grabs his neck with her hand and squeezes him a little.

"Don't ever tell me that," she says. She moves to his lips. Angela uses her hands to explore my man while eating his face in front of me. He is trying to pull away but he is no match for Angela.

I wake up with a scream, my breathing is heavy and tears are now falling from my face. Taylor runs in looking concerned and I look at him through my tears. He sits on the bed next to me and holds me. "She was toturing us, T," I whisper into his chest, still crying.

"I won't let her get you," he says kissing my head. After I mostly calmed down, he starts to get up.

"Can you stay?" I ask him barely audible. "Please?"

"Of course," he says, slipping under the covers. He lays there with me, acting as my shield. Protecting me from the outside world. I stay with my head in his chest, his arm around me, and my whole world in one bed.

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