Violence vs realilty

I was born and raised in Southern California, my dad is Australia and my mom was born in Tennessee. I'm 17 years old, my family is rich, well in a way they are. I get abused by my parents all the time, they threaten me if I ever told anyone I'd get it. Get it? What does that even mean? Does it mean that they'll kill me? Well I don't know, I really hate my life at the moment, my boyfriend well... His name is Kaleb and he's a controlling type, if I don’t do anything he says well bad things happen. Hi there, I'm Taylor this is my story.


8. back in justin's arms

Taylor’s Pov

I woke up in a warehouse, well I am sure I have no idea where I am. The tape was still on my mouth, but it was slowly coming off, as the stickiness was wearing off. I started to cry, my phone was at the back of my pocket, I tried pulling it out of my back pocket. I looked behind my shoulder to see if anyone’s around me, there wasn’t. I tried text Justin but all I could type was random letters but I hope he gets. I saw someone walk, he looked like a nice guy but I didn’t understand it. He walked over and kneel down and slowly took off the tape, “look kid, I will let you go this isn’t planned, this is me helping you. Once I let you go run straight to that door,” he pointed to the door and continued, “then you turn left, then you run straight to the last door it leads you to the front. Run as fast as you can okay, your ex is planning on killing you,” he said softly. He has untied my wrist and I was set free. I ran as fast as I could to get out of here. I am thankful he got me out, but how long is this going to last? I kept on running, I saw the exit, I quietly opened the door and ran out. I looked at my phone and see’s I have one bar, I quickly rang Justin up.


Justin: Babe, where are you. I’m worried sick.

Taylor: I don’t know where I am Justin, please help me. I was in some warehouse.

Justin: Okay, are there any signs anywhere or any landmarks that may look recognisable.


I look around to see if there’s anything, there’s nothing. I run to find a sign, a road sign anything that can help me find where I am. I hate this, I’m lost I thought to myself, I’m never lost. I fall to the ground, but then I saw a sign that says “3k to Los Angeles” what the hell I thought, I am 3k out of L.A.


Taylor: I’m 3k out of L.A Justin, I have no idea where I am.

Justin: Okay, I will call the cops and let them track your phone down okay, keep walking as long as you can. If something happens, call or text me. I’m going to come find you. Be there soon.


The phone call was ended, I kept running and walking to catch my breath. I hope someone finds me soon, whether it’s the police or not. I want all this to stop, it’s stupid. I want to have a normal life, nothing this hard. I walked almost 900 metres when I saw a cop car come, they parked and the police officer came over to me, “Are you Taylor Payne?” the police officer asked me, I nodded and went inside the police car. I text Justin, I told him that I’m arriving back to the police station now and to give them a statement. I’ve chilled out now the fact I have been saved and to know I’m okay.


I arrived at the police Station, the police escorted me to the interview area. I was scared; I don’t know what would happen. They asked me multiple questions, I told them since I was young I was abused by my parents and my ex-boyfriend. I told them about what happened at home, when Justin and Pattie went out, my best friend Makenna to get out of the house, I almost locked the door before someone grabbed me covering my mouth. I didn’t remember anything after they put me in that car. I started crying from the memories I’ve experienced, it’s hard. I described the car, I could recognise it from when they dragged me to the car from my house. I described the surroundings at the warehouse and where it’s located from where they picked me up from. After the interview, they let me go. I walked out to find Justin and Pattie outside waiting for me, I ran over and gave them a hug, Justin gives the most gentle and warm hugs, it makes me feel safe. I felt Justin give me a kiss on my forehead and told me it’s okay and that he’s here. Nothing will make everything okay, until I’m back in Justin’s arms again, thankfully I am. I was released to go. Justin put his arm around me and walked out of the Police Station. “We are not leaving you home again Taylor, not until all this has stopped,” Pattie had said to me, I just nodded and said okay.


Justins Pov;

I am glad I have my girl back, I am not leaving her sight any longer. If something like this happens again and I don’t get a response the same time as this time, I don’t know how I would have coped. Taylor has been thru so much and I can’t bare to see her get hurt again. The next time something happens, I’m going to track them down myself and fight these people who are hurting my baby girl. Nothings worse than hurting the people you love, it’s the most hurtful thing. My mom was worried sick, I could see it in her face she loves Taylor, she means a lot to my mom, she loves it how she’s so sweet and gentle and how she doesn’t care much about anything other than abusive people. I helped Taylor into the car, I got in and I comforted her as much as I can. I am protective of her and I don’t want anyone touching her without anyone’s consent but mine and hers. I have her back, she’s such a beautiful girl, it’s amazing how she’s so strong at heart, but show’s her emotions if she’s not okay with anything. “I love you,” I whispered into her ear, I had just put a smile on her face. She’s got a beautiful smile and I hope I can see that a lot more, “I love you too,” she said.

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