A/n (which I'm not sure if I'm doing right since this is my 1st time.) This is my 2nd fan fiction, but first OC one; it was up for a while and then got accidentally deleted because I'm pretty new at all this. But I have plans to continue it if I get good reviews. So please R&R!
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Chapter one: Let me help you heal
Taylor had never seen Summer cry. And it wasn't helpful that Taylor had no idea why today, Summer had randomly come in Taylor's rooms, said she need to talk to her, and burst into tears.
"Summer, can you tell me what's wrong?" Taylor was never one to deal with her emotions, much less help others deal with there's.
"It's been a year," Summer sobbed into Taylor's shoulder, "a whole year without her. A year of changes she never got to see. Ryan finally being happy- she never got to see it."
"Summer," Taylor begged, "yes it's awful she doesn't know what's happening to us. But you have to realize, she's gone."
"But my Coop isn't here anymore. She wasn't as much your friend, I don't expect you to know, but it hurts like none other."
"Yeah Summer, I know, it's a suckey world we live in. It hurts all of us in our own ways."
"Taylor," Summer looked at her, and Taylor felt her pain all conveyed in her eyes. "Taylor, I've really tried to move on, I really have told myself everyday she's not going to walk thorough the door and help me fix things with Cohen, and it hurts. I miss Marissa. I miss my best friend."
"O Summer!" Taylor was trying to keep composed. Summer had come to her, and that made her feel like Summer was her friend, and she wanted to feel for Summer, she wanted them to bond over this, but it didn't help that Summer was still calling Marissa her best friend. But a good friend, Taylor told her self, would help Summer through all this. "O Summer, I can't say I knew her quite like you did, so I can't say I know quite how you're feeling. She wasn't my best friend, no matter how much I wanted her to be. She wasn't the one I confided in, but I know she touched all of our lives in ways we don't even know. If I hadn't idolized her, I probably would have become depressed and emo. If she hadn't been your friend, well I wouldn't have met you. We have to be strong now. We need to band together and try and move on. Marissa loved drama, we can't deny that was true, but I say we make light of the drama, by healing and moving on. Please Summer, let me help you move on. Wada say?"
"Taylor, it's not gonna be easy, it's not gonna be fun, but if you really want to help me 'heal', I guess I'll be open to anything."
Taylor, before she knew what she was doing, wrapped Summer in a hug. Taylor wasn't sure what she was going to do to help Summer, but in that moment, she felt like a true friend. She pulled away from Summer just as Summer's phone began to ring. Taylor slipped out, got in her car and drove to her next 'healing session'.