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"Until you can provide…" "Fine! Fuck!" I snap as another thought comes to mind and I do the last thing I want to, but have no other choice than to. I open my texts with Asher and turn the screen to the man who’s now number one on my list of the most annoying people. "I know Asher too. Asher Lilton? Who’s Brynn’s 'only' male friend?" I watch as his eyes scan the screen and when he lifts his head, sarcasm sips into my next words. "Is this enough or would you be needing further proof? Do you need me to call Asher to confirm so I don’t have to call Brynn and have you ruin my surprise?"

I tell her as little as possible about why I’m back, only that the situation required hands that the board would trust. It’s easy in the way things are easy when both people have already finished the harder version of the story. At the end of it she adjusts the strap of her bag and looks at me directly. “So we’re friends?” I consider the word. Friends feels accurate enough for what remains. Anything more would be dishonest. Anything less would be unnecessarily cold. “Friends,” I say. She nods once, satisfied, and heads in the opposite direction down the hall.

I mutter, and when she looks at me, I ask, “If I decide to run away from this place, would you want to come with me?” Beth goes silent, before shrugging. “I dunno. I mean you’re my first real friend, Taylor.” “I’m asking because you seem happy here.” “Because I’m with you,” Beth mumbles softly, hunching her shoulders. “I’m just glad we’re together. Any time something bad happens to me, you’ve helped me out. I’ve never had that.” It’s not a yes or a no, but she’s also said quite a lot. I stuff my hands in my pockets, admitting, “I’ve never really had friends before. I had Jane, but I don’t know if that counts. And then after her, it was Dad and me. Our high school was a mess. Never liked anyb

"I just want to help you,” Tracy stood up and faced her as she put her hands on her waist. “Why? Why do you want to help?" Taylor raised a brow at her. “Because I want to help," “Just go," Tracy dismissed her as she turned to continue what she was doing. "Who is this fine young lady?” Tracy's mom asked. "Oh no,” Tracy muttered. "Good evening ma'am,” Taylor lowered her head. "I'm Taylor, Adrian's childhoods friend,” "Oh. That's great,” her mom smiled. "Tracy where are your manners? Why would you leave her standing here?”

Out of the blue, the power slowly radiated from Cole as he looked into Taylor's eyes. "Please say yes... I doubt he will forgive me... I don't even want to forgive that with all that's happened..." The sound of Taylor's thoughts seemed to echo in Cole's head as he read the thoughts of the young demon. Cole thought this might be some kind of joke or trick, but it seemed that Taylor was really sincere. Then Cole lifted his hand and placed it in Taylor's, and Taylor's eyebrows lifted in surprise. "Yes. We can be friends." Cole finally said as Taylor's smile returned, and he pulled Cole to his feet.

On my wedding day, I had just stepped onto the aisle when a ripple of laughter spread through the crowd. "Take it all off, and she's got a body on her! Look at her face, like she's enjoying it!" I turned toward the voices and saw my ex-husband's photos of me blown up across the giant screen. They kept changing, one after another, explicit and impossible to ignore. All around the room, phones were already coming up as people started taking pictures. My hands began to shake. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw my mother collapse. Behind Leon Coleman, Allison Fleming slapped her thigh and raised her voice, loud enough for everyone to hear. "Oh, wow. Leon showed these to the guys yesterda

Taylor smiled hesitantly back at him. “Go on, you lucky hussy,” Riley pushed Taylor forward. “Two for the price of one. Go make a sandwich.” Taylor slowly approached Darren and Billy. Billy’s eyes were on Taylor, wide and wanting, and Darren continued to stare down at Billy, holding his shoulders and taking in every detail like he was trying to commit his second mate’s face to memory.

“I won’t let you in!” “Charlie, if Taylor ever breaks your heart -” Atlas suggested, but his words were cut off because Taylor got up from the chair. “Not happening,” Taylor said to the guys. “We are leaving. Goodnight.” “Bye, Guys. It’s nice to meet you,” Charlie said, waving her hands at everyone. She was smiling throughout, really amazed at how welcoming Taylor’s friends were. They were already at the car when Charlie asked, “So, just curious, how many girls have you introduced to them?”

Claire teased me. "There are no love birds, ok?"I said blushing. "Are you sure...." said Molly stressing the word e. "I will talk to you girls in college, ok? Mickey will be here soon and I have to eat my breakfast before he comes. So, bye!!"I said applying lip gloss. "Bye!!!" the three of them said together and I hang up the call. My friends really are dreamers. They say that I love Mickey but how can they know when I myself don't know.

“Not really. I like a guy; his name is Brent and he’s on the football team. I think Dylan knows him; he coaches Brent. We’re just friends is all.” “And you want to date him though?” I finish my ice-cream enjoying every last drop. It feels good to be out with Taylor just the two of us. The last week has been gruelling with my therapy sessions, being home for Taylor, fitting in my shifts around therapy and college work which seems endless right now. I haven’t even managed to do much reading lately which irks the living shit out of me since I am an avid reader. My friends are doing a book reading group thing and I can’t even be part of it since I have literally no time for myself. This here wit