Hell On the Heart

Was it the wine or the moonlight glow
or the way we were dancin on that old dirt road
was it the sweet song she was singin'
or the way it all happened without even thinkin'
I've been on the edge I've been on the brink
But I don't think I've ever been this far
So yes I, whoa yes I, yes I'm in love with the girl

- Luke Bryan

^^ Love this song^^

Part XIII

The whole week for her was torture; seeing him every day, feeling an empty sucking feeling in her throat every time he looked at her too sharply or his voice was annoyed. She didn't want to admit it but she knew she had feelings for him. She had to if she got as strong as a feeling as that every time she saw him.

She had feelings for him— she didn't want to, but it wasn't something he could control. But as the week came to an end she didn't know if she felt relieve or sad about him leaving. Maybe a bit of both?

She had been talking to Taylor ever once in a while. But she mostly ignored his calls and called him back later telling him she was busy. She didn't really even think about him much. He mind was constantly rotating around Zach and her family, she didn't have time to think about Taylor.

"I know," Cammie said into the phone. "I'll see you next week."

"I miss you," Taylor whined.

For some reason she hadn't missed him over break, probably because she had been obsessing about what to think and do about Zach. A strong emotion came over her then.

"Taylor."

"Yeah babe?"

She knew she needed to break up with him. It wasn't fair to him, to keep leading him on when she never felt as though she loved him anymore. Zach or no Zach, it was the right thing for her to do. She didn't want to do it over the phone but right now it seemed like the best idea.

"We can't be together anymore."

"What?"

"We can't be together anymore," she repeated.

"You're breaking up with me?" he said, sounding completely surprised, and she was surprised to hear that he hadn't seen it coming.

She took a breath. "Yes."

"…why?"

She sighed, this would be the hardest part. "We aren't the same. I just don't. . ."

"Love me."

"No," she said. "I do love you. I'm just not in love with you anymore. And it seems selfish to lead you on. You need to find someone else Taylor. I'm sorry," tears stung as the corners of her eyes.

"There isn't anyone else."

"I'm not coming back to Huntington," she said. And it was true, her father was insistent about her going back to school at Roseville. "It wouldn't work anyway."

"But I Love you."

"Taylor," she said. "Please don't make this any harder."

He took a breath. "It's already hard enough. I just don't… understand. Is there someone else?"

She swallowed. "I don't know."

"What the hell does that mean?"

"It means I don't know Taylor."

"How can you not know?"

"There might be, but this needed to happen whether there was someone else or not."

"It's Zach isn't it."

She was taken off guard. "What..?"

"He always tolf me you and I wouldn't end up together, and I thought he was teasing when he said he was going to steal you from me."

"He said that?"

"Some friend."

"Taylor," she started again. "It doesn't matter if it's Zach or not. Our relationship has been falling apart slowly before I even met him. It never would have worked."

"I'm coming to see you."

"What?" She said, sounding alarmed. "No."

"Yes. Cammie I have to see you."

"Taylor I've lied to you all these years," she said.

"What does that mean?"

"I have two brothers. Two brothers I never told you about. And my mom died in a car accident when I was fourteen."

"No, your with them now."

"I lied to you."

The other end of the line was silent. "All these years? That's why I never met your family?"

"Yes."

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"because I was stupid and insecure and I thought you would leave me if I told you one of my brothers has been in jail for the past four years for murder. You don't like liars Taylor, I know you don't."

"You're right about that."

"I'm so sorry."

"I need to go," he said.

"You deserve so much better than me."

He didn't sound like himself anymore. "You're right," he said to her. "I do."

That brought more tears to her eyes, knowing he knew he could to better.

"I'm sorry," she muttered as her final goodbye.

When she didn't hear a response she knew he had hung up. She placed the phone down on her bed and used the sleeve of her sweat shirt to wipe away the tears streaking down her face.

She stayed like that for a while until she heard a voice in the doorway.

"I hope those tears aren't over a boy," Her father said, a knowing look in his eyes. And even if he hadn't seen or talked much with her in the past few tears he knew his daughter. She'd always had boy troubles.

She shook her head and lied, "no daddy."

"Then what could they possible for?" he asked.

She shook her head and didn't answer, willing for the tears to stop. But her eyes were watery and she felt incredibly foolish and exposed with her father watching her intently.

She laughed a bit. "Maybe there was a boy."

"Was?"

She tried to smile and nodded her head. "Was."

"What happened?"

She shook her head. "I'm fine, really."

"You can't lie to your old man."

"It's nothing, I'm just being stupid."

"You are not stupid Cammie."

"Stupid enough to break my own heart," she mumbled.

He smiled his fatherly smile— the one she had missed so much.

"I doubt that."

"He was a good boy daddy," she tried to explained. "You would have liked him."

"I'm not sure I see the problem."

She breathed in deeply. "I think I'm in love with his best friend."

Her dad looked surprised, and she knew what he was thinking: she's too young to be in love.

"I see how that could cause some complications."

"I had to break it off daddy," she said. "It wasn't fair to either of them."

"Or to yourself."

She nodded her head. "How did you know mom was the one?"

Her father gave her the sad smile that was always brought along with the mention of her mother.

"I've told you this story before."

"I know."

"I just knew Cam, no complicated reason."

"I suppose you weren't in the same situation as me."

He laughed and shook his head. "No honey."

She breathed in and out again. "I guess I'll figure it out."

"Good, you look much prettier when you smile."

She smiled at that. "Thanks daddy."

He kissed the top of the head. "It'll all be okay."

She nodded her head slowly. "I'm hoping so."

He gave he another encouraging smile before leaving, closing the door tightly behind himself.

Aww. Father daughter moments :)
BTW this story will be coming to and end soon.
Sowwweeee.