Thanks for the reviews…Rating changed to M
Taylor was woken up by the muffling sound of yelling.
This is how things had been lately.
Scott and Kate, Taylor's mother, went to bed yelling and woke up yelling.
Taylor rolled her eyes and got out of bed. After taking a shower she got a new bag with clothes ready and went downstairs.
"Good morning," she said.
Both of them instantly stopped yelling and looked at her.
"Hi sweetie, we were just talking."
"Sure you were." She grabbed a Red Bull out of the refrigerator.
"Where are you headed?" Kate asked with a smile.
"To Derek's house."
"You were there all weekend, why are you going back?" Scott asked.
"Because I like it there."
"Well you have a house full of stuff here."
"Yeah, well stuff doesn't talk back."
"I'm here."
"Look I like being with Derek and I like being with his family."
"But we are your family."
"Really because you sure don't act like it."
"Watch your tone!"
"Watch yours!" he advanced to her but Kate stopped him.
"She's right. Sweetie why don't we all go out tonight as a family?"
"I'm not sure I'm up for that."
"Why don't you bring Derek along?"
Scott looked at Kate in disbelief.
"Ok," Taylor said.
"It's supposed to be a family dinner," Scott said.
"Well Derek won't be a bother and besides I'd like to meet him. Let's do this. Why don't you go to Derek's house and spend the day there and then we'll pick you guys up, go to dinner and drop you back off."
"She shouldn't sleep over."
"Scott let her do what she wants. So how does that sound?"
"Good." She gave them Derek's address. "I'll see you guys later."
"You shouldn't have let her go."
"Scott I don't know why you're like that with her. She's almost an adult; you have to give her her freedom."
Scott shook his head and walked upstairs.
That Derek kid was getting in the way, big time.
Taylor's speakers engulfed the entire block so Derek was out the door before she even turned into the driveway.
"How'd you know I was here?"
"I heard you when you turned your car on at your house."
"Right, the music. I'll stop that."
"No no, I like it. Lets me know when you're coming."
"So you can sneak a girl out from your window?"
"So I can be out here to do this." He kissed her. "I see your planning to temporarily move in again," he said when he saw the bag in her hand.
"Yeah, um tonight my mom suggested we go on like a family dinner, I don't know I guess she wants to try to convince herself that our family doesn't suck. Anyways she said I could bring you along and it's pretty much the only reason I agreed to it so I was wondering if you wanted to…"
"Yeah, sure."
"Really?"
"Yeah, I think it'd be cool." She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him.
"Come on, Marti's been asking for you all morning." They walked into the house and Marti ran up to her.
"Taylor look at what I made for you." she lifted up a painting that looked like…well it looked like something.
"Thank you, I'll put it up in my room the second I get back home."
The little girl smiled and skipped away.
"Hey Taylor," Casey said.
"Hey."
"Staying over again?"
"Yeah, where are Nora and George?"
"Packing."
"Oh, are you guys going somewhere?"
"Well they're going to Ottawa and are taking Marti, Edwin and Lizzie with them."
"You guys don't have to go?"
"Since we're older we get a choice."
"And it's totally unfair!" Edwin yelled from the kitchen.
"So you guys are going to have the place to yourselves?"
"Until Thursday."
"Is it still ok that I stay then?"
"Yeah, there will be no problem."
"Ok we are ready to go," Nora said as she put on her jacket.
"We left you money on the counter, emergency numbers are next to the fridge and again we will back on Thursday, oh hi Taylor."
"Hello Nora."
"Ok Derek no house parties and Casey… keep an eye on Derek. Bye Taylor."
"Bye." Nora and George walked out of the house and closed the door.
"3…2…1," Derek counted.
George opened the door.
"Kids!" he called.
Edwin, Lizzie and Marti walked downstairs and out the door.
"Bye guys." He closed the door.
"No house party?" Taylor asked.
"Derek decided to throw one last time they were out and got caught. So do you guys have plans tonight?"
"Actually we do, I'm going to dinner with her mom and stepdad," Derek said.
"Really? Well Emily is coming over so she'll be my company." Casey's cell phone started ringing and she picked up.
"Emily?" Derek whined.
"Who's Emily?" Taylor asked.
"She's Casey's best friend and has a huge crush on me, has since forever."
"Emily's on her way."
"I'm stoked," he said sarcastically.
There was a knock on the front door.
"That must be her."
"Whoa, how'd she get here so fast?"
"She's also been my neighbor since forever."
Casey answered the door and Emily walked in.
"Hi Derek," she said before even saying hi to Casey.
"Hey, Emily."
"Emily this is Taylor."
"Taylor? I don't think I've ever seen you before."
"Well I just started at your school."
"Oh, well it's nice to meet you."
"Ok, we'll be upstairs." Derek grabbed Taylor's hand and they walked up.
"Something going on between them?" Emily asked.
"Oh yeah."
"What? Casey how could you not tell me?"
"What? I didn't know I had to tell you everything that went on in Derek's life."
"Well if it involves another girl you should."
"Emily I know you like Derek but you need to move on. Dare I say it I think Derek is going to hold on to this one."
"No way, he doesn't hold on to any girl."
"He really likes Taylor, I mean they're always together when she's here and all he does is talk about her when she's not.
"Derek let me go!" they heard Taylor yell followed by a loud thud.
They ran up only to find Taylor on the floor and Derek standing on his bed.
"I can't believe you actually let me go!" she yelled putting her hand on the back of her head. Derek jumped down and kneeled down next to her.
"Sorry, I didn't think you were going to land so hard." He helped her up and she sat down on his bed.
"You ok?" Casey asked.
Taylor slapped Derek.
"I'm fine," she said.
"Ow!" Derek said.
"I'm going to take a quick shower," Casey said. "Emily you can hang out in my room if you want."
"No I think I'll just stay in here," she said.
"Ok."
Emily sat down in Derek's desk chair while Derek and Taylor stayed on the bed.
"So Taylor how long have you and Derek known each other?"
"Um, since Wednesday."
"Oh, we've known each other our whole lives."
"Yeah, Derek told me." Derek started kissing Taylor's neck but she wasn't cool with him doing it in front of Emily so she smacked him and stood up.
"Can you stop hitting me?" he asked.
"So do you have any embarrassing stories about Derek?" Taylor asked as she opened Derek's closet.
"Well there was this one time. He was in my pool and…"
"Stop!" Derek warned.
"Shut up, continue."
"And Derek dove into the pool and his trunks stayed at the other end of the pool."
Taylor started cracking up.
She found a really cool Nirvana shirt and yanked it out of the closet.
"Can I wear it?" she asked.
"Yeah sure."
She took her shirt off revealing subtle abs and put the new shirt on.
"Ok do that again but a… lot…slower," Derek said.
"Shut up."
"Kind of muscular for a girl don't you think?" Emily asked.
"No way, that's perfect. What'd you do to get them?"
"I work out," she said plainly.
"You look really hot in my shirt."
"Thanks, it's really comfortable. You'll probably never get it back. What are you going to wear tonight?"
"What should I wear tonight?"
"You have any button downs?" he walked to the closet and pulled out a blue long-sleeved button down.
"This good enough?"
"Yeah, jeans will be fine."
"Where are you going?"
"To dinner with my mom and Scott."
"Who's Scott?"
"The guy she married."
"Oh."
"Ok I'm done."
Emily got up and walked out of the room.
"She doesn't seem that bad," Taylor said.
"She hates you."
"I've dealt with girls like her before." She laid down next to him. "I'm going to sleep for a while."
"Ok, anytime you want me to wake you up?"
"Well they're coming to pick us up at seven so I guess six will be good."
"You're going to sleep for five hours?"
"I didn't sleep too good yesterday." And that was true.
"Ok." he kissed her head and she closed her eyes, soon falling asleep.
"Taylor, come out come out wherever you are,' Scott said.
She was hiding in a closet hoping he wouldn't find her. His footsteps drew closer and he stopped in front of the door.
"Time to play." He threw the door open and pulled her out."No need to cry, daddy's here."
"You're not my dad," she said pushing him off.
She got up two steps before he pulled her down, Taylor smashing her head into the steps.
"Let me go!" she yelled, trying to kick him away. He pulled her under him and undid her pants. Whenever she struggled he smacked her. He pulled her up by her shirt and started sucking her neck before biting down.
She tried to scream but no sound came out.
He ripped her shirt off and and threw her parents across the living room. Again she tried to get away from him but he kept his knee on her chest. He slipped her underwear off and pushed down his pants soon entering her. He fiercely pumped in and out of her making her weaker and weaker.
"Stop! Stop!" she yelled.
"Taylor, Taylor wake up."
"Stop!" she yelled, sitting up abruptly.
She looked around the room and she was not in her house, it was just a dream.
"Are you ok? I've been trying to wake you up for about five minutes," Derek said.
She threw her arms around him and hugged him tightly.
"It's ok, it was just a dream."
"I don't want to go to dinner tonight," she said.
"You're mom called your phone so I picked up; they said they should be here in about an hour."
"I'll call and cancel."
"You can't. I told her I was excited to meet her. What's wrong? Why don't you want to go to dinner?"
"Forget it." She got off the bed and grabbed her bag. "I'm going to go get ready."
Half an hour later she walked into the room in jeans, a burgundy turtleneck and black flats.
Derek wasn't sure what to do so he just sat down next to her when she sat on his bed.
"You want to talk about it?"
She shook her head.
"I just want to get this dinner over with."
He put his arm around her and she leaned her head on his shoulder.
"Don't worry; I'm going to be there with you."
"Like I said before, you're the only reason I'm going to this."
He kissed her and the doorbell rang.
"Oh and here we go." She grabbed her purse and they walked downstairs. Derek opened the door and there stood a smiling Kate and frowning Scott.
"Hi, I'm Derek."
"Hello Derek I'm Kate and you know Scott."
"Hi," Scott said sternly.
"Well are you two ready?"
"Yeah we are." They walked out and got into the Range Rover.
Scott noticed Taylor holding Derek's hand all the way to the restaurant and then Derek putting his arm around her when they got there.
This was new to him.
Taylor had never actually had a boyfriend and she and Derek were getting dangerously close.
His blood boiled.
"Hi, 3 for Thomas," Scott said. Thomas was his last name.
"Scott we're 4."
"Oh, I must have forgotten that Derek was coming."
"That's all right, the area is big enough for six." They followed the waitress to a large half moon booth. Taylor made sure to sit as far away from Scott as she could. "Here are your menus and enjoy."
"So Derek, tell us a bit about yourself," Kate insisted.
"Well I'm eighteen, I'm really into music and I play hockey."
"What about your family?"
"My father is a lawyer and my stepmother is an accountant. I have a younger sister and brother and two stepsisters, one is my brothers' age and the other, Casey, is seventeen."
"She and I are friends and she's pretty cool," Taylor said.
"That's nice."
"Hi I'm Michael, your waiter, can I start you off with something to drink?" they ordered their drinks.
"Will you excuse me I have to use the restroom." Taylor got up.
Two minutes later Scott did as well.
"So Derek, do you and Taylor get along nicely?" Kate asked.
"Yeah, you have a great daughter."
"Thank you."
"If you don't mind me asking, what happened to her father?"
"Oh, well he died when she was seven. He was on his way home from work late one night when a truck driver took a light and slammed in to him."
"I'm sorry."
"He was Taylor's best friend. She didn't speak for months after he died. After a while she started going out again but after I married Scott she distanced herself again. I decided the best thing to do was leave her be and let her do her own thing. She has all the freedom she wants and makes her own decisions."
"I see."
When Taylor walked out of the bathroom an arm yanked her into the family one. Scott put one hand over her mouth as he undid his pants with the other.
"No yelling," he said.
"Please don't do this." He hit her head with the wall and lifted her up onto the counter. He slid her pants down and rammed into her again and again. She felt her insides rip at every thrust and the pain was unbearable. Tears fell from her eyes and he pulled out.
"Good girl." He tapped her cheek twice and walked out of the bathroom. She pulled her pants back up and cried for about five minutes.
Scott arrived to the table and Taylor walked back a few minutes later.
Something about her seemed different. When she sat down she kept her eyes focused on the table.
"Ok are you guys ready to order?" the waiter asked. They started with Kate and worked their way to Taylor. "And for you Ms?"
"Nothing, I'm not hungry."
"Are you all right?" Kate asked.
She slowly nodded.
Derek put his arm around her and leaned in close.
"Are you ok?"
She leaned in to him and pressed her forehead against his neck.
"I'm fine," she said quietly.
When the food came Derek barely ate because he was too worried about Taylor.
"Any dessert?"
"We'll skip the dessert, can we get the bill?" Kate asked.
"Here you go."
Scott took out a wad of cash and dropped two hundred dollar bills on the table.
"Come on," Derek said.
Taylor scooted out and they walked to the car in silence.
"Taylor are you sure you're all right?" Kate asked.
"Yes mom." They pulled up to Derek's house. "I'll see you whenever I go back home."
"Ok, call me every day."
"I will."
"Bye," Derek said.
"Goodbye."
"Derek can I sleep with you tonight?" Taylor asked when they walked into the house.
"Yeah sure but you have to tell me what's going on."
"Nothing is… I just don't want to be alone."
He knew she was lying but what was he going to do, force her to tell him what was wrong?
He put his arm around her and they walked up to his room.