"What?" he said as his eyes filled with tears.

"Jacob, I'm really sorry. I never wanted this to happen but it just happened." I said confusing myself.

"Taylor-"

"It just happened so fast. It's like BOOOM right there." I said freaking out.

"Taylor!" he said louder.

"Sorry..." I said as I calmed down.

"Look, I am upset that it happened but I don't wanna fight about while I'm in here. So I think it'd be best if you go home and get some rest. I'm gonna be out tomorrow and we can talk about this then, okay?" he said as he held my hand.

I sighed, "Okay.."

He smiled and pulled me closer to him, our faces almost touching. He leaned in close and kissed me and then I pulled back and stood up straight and told my brother bye.

I walked out the hospital and I remembered that I don't have a car but I do have my license. Welp, guess I'm walking since it ain't that far from here.

I walked up the sidewalk and I took a left onto my road and started walking down to my house. There was a black car parked across the street and the front door of my house was wide open.

"What the heck?"

I walked cautiously up the steps and looked around and didn't see anyone. I took a step in the house and gasped. Everything was ruined.

Literally ruined. The table in the living room was turned over and the lamp was busted. The couch cushions were thrown and ripped everywhere.

I walked to my room and I looked in and my bed was all messed up and there was a note laying on my bed that had a picture beside it.

I picked up the note and it read:

Taylor, don't think you can hide much longer. He's gonna be out soon and yall are gonna be so happy together, trust me. Whether you like it or not, yall are gonna be back together, forever.

The picture laying beside it was a picture of me and Michael from our first date. He took me on a really nice picnic in the park and we had taken a bunch of pictures together.

He could be nice sometimes, he could also be sweet and loving. Then, there was them bad times. I really wish he never drunk.

"So I see you got my note?" someone said from behind me.

I jumped and turned around and it was the person who I thought might have done all this. How does he even know where I live? Michael.

"What are you doing here?" I said as he closed my door.

"Well ya see Tay, Michael sent me to keep an eye on you and let you know that yall are gonna be back together soon." he said smirking.

"All he wants me for is for sex and a freaking punching bad, I ain't stupid." I said coldly.

"Tay, don't think of-"

"Don't call me 'Tay.'" I said, "Its Taylor."

"Whatever. Anyways, don't think of it like that. He really loves you and only did all that to protect you." he said firmly.

"Protect me?" I said, "I think I was being unprotected because all he ever did was abuse me, Garret."

"He only did it because he loved-"

"He didn't love me!" I yelled. "He loved to do the things he did. He loved to abuse me, he loved to rape me, he loved to see me in pain!"

I started crying and I sat on my bed and wiped my eyes. Garret came and sat beside me and started rubbing my back.

"Look, I'm sorry Taylor. Michael told me to do all this and I guess he knew it would hurt you, but if I would've known that it was going to do this, I would've never came." he said with pleading eyes.

"Let's make a deal.?" I said looking at him.

"What kind of deal?" he said with a raised eyebrow.

"Next time you see Michael and he tells you to do something to me, tell him you'll do it but when you leave and you come to my place to do whatever, then you won't do it but we can hang out. Ya know?" I said.

He smirked and high fived me and we made a deal. Next time he goes and visits Michael in jail, Michael will tell him something that involves me.

Instead of doing what Michael says, he's gonna be nice to me and just hang out with me and tell Michael that he did it even though he didn't so Michael won't be suspicious.

"Wait..." I said as he started to walk back to his car.

"Yeah?" he said walking back.

I stepped out and walked down the steps and met him half way and I put my finger up to my chin and did my thinking face.

"What if?...." I said, "What if I come and visit you with Michael? That way I can tell him face to face that I don't want to be with him." I said as he looked scared.

"Taylor," he said. "Michael has gotten big since the last time you seen him. A few days or a couple weeks but anyways, jail can really do a number on you. He doesn't even look like himself anymore." he said with worrying eyes.

"Garret, I'm gonna be fine. There's all them guards around and there is you to protect me." I said putting a hand on my hip.

"I can see if he'll put you on the list and if he does then I'll get you and we can go." he said as he started to go back to the car.

"Or I can ride and wait in the car until he puts me on the list!" I yelled after him.

He turned around and held up his phone and I had to think about it for a minute before I finally realized what he was saying. He'd call me when he goes to visit Michael.

I walked back inside and looked around and sighed. I'm gonna have so much fun cleaning this up. Not to mention, I'm not gonna tell Dylan and Jacob about me going and visiting Michael.

I'll tell them afterwards. I really hope the visit goes well and nothing is said and done. I just wanna talk to him and get it done and over with. Let's hope for the best.