Hello everyone, This chapter made me sad... really . bad . :(
Okay, the lryics aren't mine they are Avril Lavigne- Nobody's Home. 3
I do not own anything I say bands or brands. ONLY MY OWN IDEAS.
Taylor's POV:
Alex left shortly after we woke up.
I hated being alone, like this in this position leaves everything that I bury in my head jump right out and attack me.
I sighed, lying on the bed waiting for the time to pass….
(Okay, Skip a while; I'm not going to even try to figure out the dates. So basically, ATL went home toAmericato tour,Taylorcame with them. xD)
I couldn't tell you,
Why she felt that way,
She felt it every day,
And I couldn't help her,
I just watched her make,
The same mistakes again.
I woke up to Jack jumping in my bunk.
"Heeey!TAYLOR!" Jack screamed, waking me up.
I mumbled and rubbed my eyes. I saw Alex wink at me from his bunk which was directly across from mine.
I sighed and got up, I was used to this wake-up, Jack then pranced his way to the front lounge, where I saw Ava sitting on the sofa, smirking at me.
"Good morning" I said smugly, I was sleeping with her boyfriend. She can smirk all she likes.
What's wrong what's wrong now?
Too many too many problems,
Don't know where she belongs,
Where she belongs.
Jack sat next to me; he frowned, and took my hand and dragged me into the bathroom.
"Taylor, what's up?" He asked,
I shook my head, "Nothing".
Everyone always asked me this, but how do you explain feeling nothing?
I just cut off everything soon after me and Alex started.
I didn't need the feelings on top of everything.
She wants to go home,
But nobody's home,
That's where she lies,
Broken inside,
With no place to go,
To dry her eyes,
Broken inside.
I smiled forcibly, and hugged Jack, "Thanks for looking out for me, Jack-attack" I kissed his cheek.
"Okay, Tay-Tay" He laughed, becoming the devil-may-care Jack we all knew and loved.
"I'm just gonna get a quick shower" I said, pushing him to the door.
"Sureee, you don't want me to watch?" Jack mocked,
"I'm sure" I winked.
Open your eyes,
And look outside,
Find the reasons why,
You've been rejected,
Now you can't find,
What you've left behind,
Be strong be strong now,
Too many problems, too many problems,
Don't know where she belongs,
Where she belongs.
Jack left and I grabbed some clothes and towels.
I turned the tap on and stepped under the hot water, I calmed, breathing slower and slower.
I washed and cleaned my hair and body; just as I got out I looked at my razor,
I reached for it, and held it in my fingers, running the blade softly across the tips.
Her feeling she hides,
Her dreams she can't find,
She's losing her mind,
She can't find her place.
I gasped quickly as I dug it into my wrist. I quickly cut another line perfectly across my wrist.
I sunk to the floor, holding my wrist watching as the blood pooled out.
At least know I can feel something I thought bitterly.
She's losing her faith,
She's falling from grace,
She's all over the place,
Yeah,
She's lost inside lost inside
She's lost inside lost inside.
I got out of the shower and put my razor back where it belonged.
I dried and got dressed carefully without trying to smear everywhere.
I quickly doused the blood on the shower floor.
The first time I cut myself I was at home a few weeks before theAmericatour, Steve was hitting me more and more and one day I realised, it was the only time I could feel.
So here we are.
I didn't tell anyone, they'd lock me away and think of me as nothing more than another emo cutter.
I sighed and walked out to meet the guys before the gig.
