Taylors POV
I couldn't stop this aching in my chest. I couldn't believe everything that happened. I felt used, I felt betrayed. I felt like everything was a lie.
My phone kept ringing and I don't know why I didn't just turn it off. It did beg the question that if they didn't care, why did they keep calling me? Probably because they wanted to make sure I wouldn't say anything.
I had to pull over on the side of the highway. My tears were blinding me and I didn't want to wreck. That would be an awful way to die.
Wiping my tears, I try to think about why everyone lets me down. Why does everyone hate me so much? Why can't I ever find happiness? I remember what my brother said about me. Was I always destined to be hated? Was I nothing more than a blimp in everyone's life that was so easily d
