Taylor's POV

It's been two weeks. Two weeks since I've looked into those beautiful green eyes. Hugged her perfect body. Even kissed her amazing soft pink lips. Damn you Jeremy for running your mouth. I hadn't had sex in 8 months, I haven't even had a 'relationship with a girl for that long. I wasn't interested in just sex anymore, I wanted Jessie. I never understood how much I cared about her until a few months ago.

Part of me wished to call her, call her and beg for her forgiveness. I didn't want her to believe what Jeremy said, yes I used to be like that. She was different though. Really different. I decided against the call though. She hasn't returned my texts sense that day.

I saw what her eyes held before she left my place. She was hurt, even pissed. She really wanted nothing to do with me. I never once thought of treating her like I did the others. I couldn't do something like that to her. Is it just because she was Jeremy's sister??

My heart sank when I heard my phone go off. Was it Jessie finally wanting to talk to me? Rushing to my coffee table I realized it was just my coach texting me.

Well that's just great. Sighing I set down on my couch as the thoughts of Jessie invaded my mind again. I needed to stop thinking about her. Desperately. I walked to my freezer and pulled out a bottle of Jack. Undoing to the cap, I broke the new seal on the bottle. I swigged down the burning liquid quickly.

"Ugh." I groaned once I finished off my mouthful of alcohol.

I plugged my phone in and put a rock station on. I wasn't be going to school tomorrow any more. No point with the game cancelled. Tonight I just wanted to focus on myself and to forget Jessie. She was always dancing through my mind and I couldn't help but wonder if she thought of me as much as I did her.

I gulped down more of my drink and Jessie faded from my mind. Pushing my hand through my hair I sighed and took another big gulp..

'You shouldn't be doin this Taylor.'

My conscience rang through my mind and I immediately felt guilty. I was never truly big in drinking because of what I've seen it do, but right now it sounded like a good idea.

"Taylor you're so dumb. Because you played with hearts, you got yours played by someone you truly care about." Touching the bottle to my lips I felt my sadness grow more. My face became soaked with my sorrow. "You shouldn't of been so stupid!" Slamming the bottle down on the coffee table I realized how crazy I was just talking to myself.

'Just go to bed Taylor.'

Picking my bottle back up I stumbled to my room. Tripping over my own feet and hitting the floor. Defeated, I crawled myself towards my bed. As I continued to take large swigs from my drink I drifted into sleep against my bed.

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"I'm so proud of you Taylor." My dads voice sung from the other side of the phone. He was excited now that I was out of high school, he so badly wanted me to join him with his job, but I still wanted to go to college. "I'll be sending you more money as a graduation gift and for some materials whatever you need at the house honey." My dad was so proud of me.

'He won't be proud once he learns with what you've been doin with his money.'

I've kinda been using a small portion of grocery money to fund for my alcohol. No big deal though. I still ate.

'When you aren't too wasted to cook'

"Thanks daddy. I'll see you when you make it home." I hung up the phone and went straight to the fridge. I was ready to block my conscience out. I already felt guilty enough.

Dad, please hurry with the money. This is my last bottle.

I made my way to my couch and worked on my last drink. My last thought was the look in Jessie's eyes before she left. Walking out that door was her seriously walking out my life. Tears seeped down my face before I blacked out.

BANG. BANG. BANG.

"Ugh. Whyyy?" I cried out to myself as I heard my door being beat down. Stumbling from my couch I made it to my door and opened it.

"Taylor?" The familiar voice called my name our in shock. I couldn't forget that voice. It was Jeremy.

"Sup Jay?" Moving to the side I allowed him to push pass me and enter the apartment.

"You look horrible Taylor." Scoffing at his concern.

"Thanks. What are you doing here?" I questioned his surprise arrival. He never just showed without a text. Something was up.

"I haven't heard from you in a while. Thought I'd come visit." He tilted his head to the side and walked to my kitchen.

I hope he knew I wasn't buying into his lie. I knew him better then that. He was checking up on me.

"Damn Taylor. Do you have any food in this house!?" He stood in my opened fridge.

"Ran a little low this week with money. Dad sent some today I was about to go shopping." His eyes struck with curiosity as he analyzed everything I just said.

"Want me to come with?" His voice questioned me and I knew exactly what he was doing.

"No it's fine. You better go though I'll be leaving soon." Walking to the door I turned the knob leading him out.

"Alright Taylor if you need anything you know my number and-" cutting him off I was ready for him to leave.

"Alright bye Jeremy." Shoving him out I shut the door in his face and sighed in relief.

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