Taylor Caniff's Little Sister

My Mistake

Taylor's POV

I walk out of the bathroom and get pushed to the side. I turn around to see Paige running into the bathroom. She must of really had to pee.

I go downstairs to be with Alex and Brandon. I hear them laughing and whispering to them selves.

Me being the curious person i am had to know what they were laughing about.

"Whats so funny?" i ask. Once they hear me they both turn around in their chairs trying to hold in their laughter.

"Bro your sister is such a slut" Alex says inbetween laughs. Anger bubbled up inside of me. By their facial expressions changing im guessing they can tell im pissed off and gonna blow.

"WHO THE HELL GAVE YOU THE RIGHT TO SAY THAT ABOUT MY SISTER!? YOU DONT KNOW WHAT HAPPENED OR THAT ITS TRUE!!" I yelled out in rage towards the two of them. This time its Brandon who speaks up.

"Its not our fault your sisters a suicidal freak who sluts around" Suicidal? Was paige really suicidal? Thats it! I want them out of my house, and out if it now!

"Get the hell out of my house before i kick you both out!" i yell while pointing towards the door. They both now know how serious i am and are clearly afraid of what i will do. They quickly grab their stuff and scurry out of the door.

I walk to the hallway that leads to the den. I take a look at the mirror and stare at myself. My normal brown eyes turned darker and my face wasnt its normal tan color, it was more red. No wonder they ran out of the house so fast.

I go outside to calm down a bit. All i could think about was Paige and what Brandon said. I couldnt imagine Paige being suicidal. I guess these rumors hurt her more than i thought. Now that i was calmed down i went inside and texted Paige to come downstairs.

I needed to fix my mistake of being a horrible brother and not being there for her.

I heard her come downstairs and i turned my head towards the steps. She was standing at the bottom and almost looked like she could fall over. Her eyes were red and puffy from crying, and werent her beautiful green eyes.

My eyes shot down to her arm. Her sweatshirt sleeve was covering most of it but i could still see a little bit of red dripping down. She cut herself. I began to get worried not knowing how long this has been going on without me knowing.

I run up to her and she must have noticed i was reaching for her arm because she pulled away. I looked her in the eye and she stared back. She took her arm and pulled uo the sleeve. She revealed her bloody arm. There was at least 10 fresh cuts, but the worst part was that there were scars. Scars from the times she needed me and i wasnt there.

Tears began to form in the eyes. I decided to ask the question that i was scared to know the answer of.

"How long?" I barely choked out. This was my fault i though. She must have read my mind.

"Tay its not your fault at all" she began to speak. " Its mine. I never came to you for help" Did she really believe it was her fault?

" No Paige. It is not your fault. Im your brother! I should have been there for you!" My voice beginning to get louder now "This is all my fault! I should have known these rumors really hurt you! Im a horrible brother!"

Tears were now streaming down my face and her eyes began to water.

"im sorry" i croaked out.

She ran up to me and gave me a hug. I couldnt hug back. I just stood there crying into her shoulder. Soon she began to cry too.

"Im so sorry i never came to you" she said while still holding me in her arms.

"Its ok. From now on i will be here for you no matter what. Im gonna help you. Your my sister and I love you. Not even my jerk friends could change that"