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Your Not Welcomed

C35

~ few days later

( Taylor's POV)

I feel the bed dip beside me. It wasn't Ema becuase I was holding her, right here in my arms ... "Taylor....."

"Yes Rashon?" I say to him half awake

"you need to go to work, you haven't been in days Taylor and I wouldn't be surprised if your already fired." I groan ... I really didn't feel like getting up. Ever since Harry just left after me telling him I loved him, I haven't been too work.

I move the pillow ontop of my head trying to block out any noises. "I told my boss I had the flu." he took the pillow away from me and threw it on the ground. "Go to work today."

"But Rashon...." I whine. "No buts get up and I'll watch Ema for you okay?" He pushed my body and I got up out of bed and walked into the bathroom.

I closed the door and behind me and turned the shower on. I tried my best to avoid looking at myself in the mirror because I know for a fact I look a hot mess.

I put my hand under the water to feel if it was hot enough for me too get in.

I strip out of my clothes and walk into the shower letting the hot water touch my cold skin. I tried my best to get my mind off of what happen with me and Harry ... But it's just not possible.

I even dream about it!

Just last night I dreamed that Harry and came Morgan and took Ema away from me. Then Ema started calling Morgan mom an- gosh I'm thinking about it again! "Get out of my head." I yell hitting my head acting like that would help.

I sink to the bottom of the shower and hide my face in my legs to cry my eyes out.

Theres is pain I have in my heart that is literally unexplainable. It hurts so much I just want to cry ...

"Please make this pain go away .. Please" I choke out through my sobs. "please."

After crying my eyes out for about 30 minutes I decide to get out the shower. I sluggishly exit the shower and let the cold, misty air hit my bare body.

Its funny, I thought I would have gotten cold from not having a towel but I actually don't feel like that. To be honest .. I feel ....


Numb.


I walk walk out the bathroom still trying to avoid looking in the mirror. I'm going to have to look at myself anyways ... So why am I trying not to?

I get dressed in the same old dumb uniform.

Starbucks shirt, black jeans, white converses and that dumb Starbucks hat.

I walked into the bathroom again and looked in the mirror to do my makeup. Yup. Just want I expected ...

Bags under my eyes, pale skin and knotty hair.

I decided to just comb my hair and put it in a pony tail. I wasn't in the mood to get all dressed up. I put some foundation on and some pink cheer lipstick.

I moved back too take a good look at myself ... I look depressed. Which I am but I don't have too look it.

I grabbed my keys and purse "bye Rashon bye ema." I yell living out the door. I shuffle the keys around in my hand to look for my cat keys ...

///

I lay my head on the counter where the cash register is. My boss wasn't in today so I wasn't gonna get caught.

"Ahem." I look up at the woman customer banging her fingers on the marble counter. "What would you like today mam?" I say to her with no emotion.

"I've been standing here for the last five minutes and now you notice me!? What bad service. What kind of place does that? I'm spend my mo-" that's when I snapped

"Can you just shut the fuck up! I'm going through a lot right now and I don't need you being such a bitch to me! Just because I'm the one wearing the Starbucks uniform doesn't mean your allowed to treat me like dirt! Do you hear me!? "

her eyes widen and she nods her head up and down in fright. "Now, what would you like?"

"C- c- coffee p- pl- please." I was about to put it in the computer when Christiana came up too me.

"Come on baby, go take a seat and have a break. I'll take care of your shift." She walked me to one of the seats and I accepted laying my head on the table .

I watched as Christiana started to take the orders at the register. She glanced up at me and gave me a genuine smile.

I returned it.

I felt my cell phone vibrate In my pocket . I didn't feel like answering it but who knows ? It could be important.

Me: hello?
Rashon: what's up?
Me: work .. How's ema doing?
Rashkn: she's good.. I just called to check up on you

Aw

Me: thank you I'm fine.

I watch as Christiana takes a seat across from me smiling.

Rashon: alright when will you be home?
Me: in about 3 hours or so
Rashon: okay love you
Me: bye Rashon.
~ end call

I immediately look up at Christiana who wasn't smiling anymore, her smiled turned into ... Nothing.

"thanks for taking my shift for me" I say putting my phone back in my pocket. "Y- y- you- your we- we- welcome." She said looking down at her hands biting her lip.

She never stuttered ... Only when she's nervous .

"What's wrong?" I say giving my full attention to Christiana. She took a really deep breath .

"Wh- wh- what Rashon was th- that?" She said biting her lip even harder than a before.

"Rashon lowery. Why?" I say furrowing my eyebrows together.

Her breathing got heavier and she started to fan herself. It wasn't even hot In here. "Where is he?" She manage to get out.

"Watching Ema ...Christiana .. What's going on?" I say getting more and more nervous by the minute .

"Go!" She shouted at me. "Go where?"

"Go get your daughter! Rashons abusive and rapes children! He's sick and you need to go!" She whispered very loudly in my ear.

"how do you know him?" I say not believe what my ears are hearing.

"He rapped my little sister! Go!"

My heart started racing at unknown speeds and my breathing increased. I ran from my seat and out of Starbucks with Christiana following me..

"I left my keys." I say getting very impatient . "Here we can take mine." We hopped in her truck and drove off at probably very illegal speeds.

But I could really careless. I need to to get to my daughter.

I couldnt get the thought of Rashon hurting my Ema in anyway... It just wasn't possible for me to think of. Not my ema and not my rashon.

but everything was coming back too me.

Ema's attitudes
Rashon always insisting on watching her
everything .....

I pulled led out my phone with my shaky sweating hands and dialed a number ...

Ring ring

Harry: hello? Taylor?
Me: ha- ha-

I began to burst out in tears just by the sound of his voice. Just because I'm mad at him doesn't mean I don't need him. I need him. Especially now. He's the only male support I have right about now

Harry: Taylor!? What's wrong!?
Me: me- meet me at my ap- apartment now!
Harry: why? Is something wrong with Ema

I tried to stop the tears so I can talk properly

Me: ye- yes

Notes

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Comments

Ok so I got home at 7:30ish, and I started reading your story haven't stopped since then and now I'm starting the sequel! this story is amazing, your doing a really good job!!!!

Just curious how old you are, you don't have to answer if you don't want to.

WHAT DA FUQ! REALLY HARRY! WHY THE FUCK WOULD U DO THAT, TAY TAY HAS ALREADY BEEN HEART BROKEN,THREE TIMES, AND UR MAKING IT A FOURTH!

TBH, Doesn't everytime Emma flinches at his name, doesn't that hint that he did something to her. I hope Harry beats the rapist look out of his ass. Or one direction could just jump his ass, how bout that!

I hate Rashon

@Dream Big Love Bigger
and you r totally right he shouldn't exist as a charecter anymore

Harry's curls Harry's curls
5/18/14

rashon is a grade fuckin A pain in my giant fuckin ass!!!!