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Again I'm sorry, but hopefully this double update will help you forgive.
It had taken Gabriella longer than she thought to arrive in Tuscan, but the trip was well worth it.
Just a couple days with Taylor, it'll be like old times, she thought. She got out of the car and look down at the piece of paper she quickly jotted directions on from her mom to reassure she had the right place. She did.
She walked to the door of the apartment complex. She buzzed on the intercom, the fuzzy static alerting her.
"Hello, what do you want?" an old man voice said.
Gabriella was slightly silenced. Did she have to right place? "I'm here for Taylor McKessie? Does she live here?"
The old man grumbled, "Yeah, I'll open the door."
She heard a few footsteps and a click before the door in front of her was opened. Gabriella cautiously stepped inside, taking in a quick view of the hallway.
"She's third to last door on your left," he muttered before stepping back into the first apartment lining the hall.
The landlord, she figured. Not exactly Mr. Rodgers.
She continued walking along the left side until she reached the door she checked, doubled check, and tripled check was the third from the final door from the emergency exit on the end.
She softly knocked, still unsure if she had the right place. Dorr still closed. She knocked again, this time a little harder due from anxiety. Still not opened.
"Taylor? Taylor McKessie, are you in there?" she asked, cupping her mouth against the door, hoping her question got through.
Maybe she's not home. I can't expect Taylor to be there every time I need her. I should've called she deliberated in her head, regretting her decision to even come out here.
Her hand touched the doorknob, slightly turning it to see if it was locked. A habit she's recently grown after Troy got mad coming home one night to an unlocked door.
Surprised he was even sober enough that night to turn the handle she bitterly thought.
The door was open. Odd. That's not like Taylor to leave her door open.
She pondered going in. What if it wasn't her place? What if some psycho murderer lived here? Gabriella's thought were slowly rested once she saw a picture of the McKessie family on her mantle.
She opened the door a little more, just enough for her to poke her head through.
"Taylor? Taylor?" she asked again, feeling like a child playing hide and seek.
She walked in more, knowing curiosity would get the best of her, but couldn't resist. She walked slowly, nearly tip toeing on her carpet until she heard movement coming from what she assumed was Taylor's kitchen.
Gabriella's breath caught in her throat. Intruders? Oh no, Taylor's getting robbed!
She quickly picked up a nearby book, Law for Dummies, and decided she would use it as her weapon. She would beat the robber over and over again.
She crept closer to the kitchen, clutching the book tighter with each step until she saw a shirtless Chad and a nearly naked Taylor on top of the kitchen table.
Taylor didn't notice until she reached for Chad's pants and saw Gabriella in the background holding a yellow book with her opened wide.
Taylor shrieked, "Gabi!"
"Oh, I'm so sorry, so sorry…."
"Let me put some clothes on….", she scrambled. She reached down, grabbing a shirt.
"I'm so sorry Taylor, and Chad, oh my goodness…"
How can they be acting so nonchalant about this? She mentally said. She walked back into the main living room as they redressed themselves, joining to meet her.
"So I guess I'll see you later, Taylor," Chad said with a nod. "And good to see you, Gabriella. I'll see you later too," he finished courteously.
"Always a pleasure, Chad," Gabriella said awkwardly as he walked out of the apartment. Gabriella took the door slam as a chance to start a new conversation.
"What's wrong?" Taylor asked.
"How do you know something is wrong?"
Taylor cocked her head to the side. "How do I not?"
"It's…Troy. He, we, I…."
"He cheated?"
Gabriella almost laughed. "You shouldn't be talking."
"What do you mean?" Taylor said genuinely sounding confused.
She shook her head. "Taylor, I can't believe it."
Taylor raised her eyebrow. "What are you talking about? You've walked in on me and Chad more times than I could count…"
"Yes, when you were dating. Notice the past tense. I walked in on you and Chad when you were together. Today I walked in on you and a married man. I mean the last time I checked he was married. I went to the wedding!"
"Gabi, you lecturing me on Chad isn't going to do anything."
"Maybe it will! Maybe if I yell it from the top of my lungs, you'll get it through your brain that you are doing something bad! "Gabriella grabbed Taylor's wrist. "Taylor, you're one of the smartest…, no you are the smartest person I know. I thought, you above anyone else would know better than to get yourself into an affair with a married man, Chad or not."
"Gabriella, don't come in here preaching like you know everything!" She ripped her hand out of Gabriella's grasp." You don't even know half of it."
"Then explain to me!"
"He's getting a divorce. I'm his lawyer."
"Oh, know I see." Gabriella paused before growing louder. "So you're sleeping with one of your clients? Who's still legally married?"
"I told you, you wouldn't understand."
"I understand perfectly, I understand that you are crossing every line, becoming this…this…"
"This what, Gabriella? This what?" Taylor replied." I'm sorry that I didn't set up this perfect life like you did, getting engaged to my high school sweetheart as you life in your three story condo overlooking the city. What are you here to rub wedding samples in my face?"
The weigh Gabriella held in her heart sunk a little when she said this. It only reminder her more of the reason she was at Taylor's in the first place. "I can't believe this."
"I can't believe you! You're not my mother, G."
The weight fully sank as Taylor repeated the words Troy commonly said in one drunken state after another. She shook her head in denial. "I guess I'll have to sit back and watch you make your own mistake. Cause in the end, you're the one that's gonna get screwed over."
Gabriella walked out of the apartment as her tears blinded her way to the car and back to New Mexico.
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