I Grew Up With You (Taylor Caniff Fan Fiction)

Mitzilyn Mathers grew up spending hours and hours with a guy named Taylor Caniff. They were best friends. They always hung out. But in the beginning of middle school year, Mitzilyn's family moved to Florida and she had to leave Taylor and all her memories behind. As Mitzi continued her life, she started a girl band with her best friends that she met in Florida. Six years later, Mitzi and her band become apart of the MAGCON Family. But she didn't expect to see her best guy friend that she hasn't seen sense 7th grade on the same tour she's going on.


16. Chapter 15: Hammer to The Chest {LAST CHAPTER}

~~~ Mitzilyn's P.O.V ~
Taylor went upstairs to throw some clothes on. But my robe was hanging on the jacket hook by the door. So I threw it on and opened the door. It was Riley. Shit. I told her I was at Kat's house.
"Hey Tay- Mitzi? What the hell are you doing here?" She said.
"Uh....visiting Taylor." I pretended.
"Yeah. At eight in the morning." She said annoyed.
"Okay I stayed the night. But what are you doing here?" I asked.
"To bitch at mister whore, here!" She said.
I heard Taylor's bedroom door shut. He stammered down the stairs. He looked upset.
"What did you just say?" He said while staring at Riley.
At this point. I was scared, and very much confused.
"You kissed another chick at the club yesterday!" Riley raised her voice.
"What?!" I yelled.
I looked at Taylor with my tears filling with tears. He stayed silent. Which was my hint that it was true. His eyes turned red and watery. So did mine. But i just stared.
"I'm sorry." He said with a shaky voice.
I couldn't believe it. I did it with him and this is what I get? Was he thinking about that 'chick' the whole time it happened? And just pretended it wasn't me he was doing it with? I broke down. Riley pulled my arm away, out the door.
"Never talk to us again you jerk." She said and brought me to her car.
I spat out loud cries the whole ride. It pretty much felt like Taylor took a hammer, and hit me in the chest as many times as he pleased. So basically, infinity amount of times. Constant pain that felt like I could drop dead any second now.
Riley held my head, while she drove. I could tell she was getting annoyed of my constant crying in despair the whole drive. But when we arrive there, she helped me out of the car and led me to the hotel she rented. We had a tour stop here in Indiana so Taylor stayed at his house while his parents and siblings went to town for a few weeks. So he has the house to himself for the rest of the month.
It was kinda awkward seeing a crying and destroyed girl trample through the lobby in a robe. People just stared. Even the employees. But she rushed me on the elevator. We tried to stay silent going though the halls. Not to wake anyone up.
She opened the door to the room and laid me on the bed.
"W-wheres e-ev-everyone?" I stuttered to spit out.
"They went to breakfast and then went to check out the shops. They won't be back till the afternoon most likely. But lie down. You need rest. I'll go to the store really quickly and buy a movie and something to eat. We can relax for the rest of the day. Okay?" She said and sat on the bed next to me while she stroked my forehead. I nodded. She left and locked the door. I slowly got up. My crying slowed down but a major headache stared in my head. I sat in a chair in front of the window. And just thought.
My tear dried eyes watched the trees sway back and forth. The gloomy sky was gray and cloudless. It just made me feel worse. The weather held none. And the coldness didn't either.
Did Taylor actually love me? Or was it for fun? For my body? For my looks? Did he have sex with me just to pretend he was doing it with this mystery chick? Which would probably be hard to imagine.
But I loved him. Or maybe I loved the OLD him. Not what he is now. Taylor is definitely different now. He wasn't the same. He use to be so sweet. So kind and gentle. Like a best friend.
Which was what he use to be to me. But now he's a monster. Nothing like a gentle monster. I made the biggest mistake ever. Trusting him. But he seemed really sad. His started to cry, almost as much as me. Did he still love me? Did he see me as me when we 'did it'? Did he kiss her on accident? But how?
Okay, WAAAAAYYYY too many questions here. But there was still more roaring through my mind. But now was not the time. I'm too 'damaged' at the moment. But all I know now is one thing......

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