A/N: Helloo... A lot of you called me evil :( LoL... I promise I'm not, but this story gets eviller...

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Recap:

She pulled into the drive, and climbed out the car. Nerves shook her whole body as she walked up the porch and to the front door. She rung the doorbell once, and waited for someone to answer. After a minute, she heard thundering footsteps down the hall, and the door flew open. She smiled at the person that opened the door.

"Hey, Chad,"

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Chad stood there, his face not showing emotion. Taylor was a bit taken aback; she feared he'd be angry at her, and she would bear the brunt of a screaming match. But instead, Chad stood at his front door, staring at her, though for once in her life, Taylor could not read his face.

Then, Taylor saw his brown eyes cloud over, almost to black. But, as quick as it appeared, it was gone. Chad ran a hand through his afro of curls, and stepped back, inviting Taylor into the house. Shocked, Taylor walked through the threshold, mumbling a quiet "Thank you," to Chad as she passed.

She walked into the living room, and sat down on the edge of the sofa. Chad followed, and sat on the armchair across from Taylor, leaning forward, staring at her.

Taylor felt uncomfortable. Okay, meeting Chad again wasn't supposed to be a walk in the park, but the awkward silence was getting too much for her to handle.

"Chad -- ,"

"What are you doing back?" Chad asked her, not letting her finish her sentence.

"Chad, please, i -- ,"

"What. Are. You. Doing. Back?" He asked again through gritted teeth, this time punctuating every word.

Taylor swallowed hard, choosing to stay silent. Chad laughed bitterly.

"So you can't speak? Funny that. I thought you'd have a lot to say after three years,"

Taylor sighed. "Chad, i know it's difficult, but --,"

"Difficult?" Chad snorted, "No, Taylor. Difficult is an algebra test. Difficult is making a basket from the half-way line. Leaving for three years, changing your number, and sending me one text, is not difficult!" He was now red in the face slightly, his light brown eyes now black in anger.

"I'm back now aren't?!" Taylor shot back, shooting Chad a look of disgust. Truth was, she was upset. She knew she shouldn't be, she was expecting this from Chad, but it was hurting her.

"Well that's fine, Taylor, let's pretend the three years you left me all alone never happened then!" Chad shot back. He stood up and walked towards the window. Taylor heard his voice crack in the middle of the sentence.

"We can't pretend that Chad," She started softly, "And i'm sorry for putting you through all that pain,"

"So what, you walk in here, say sorry, and think i'd forgive you, just like that?" He turned around, glaring at Taylor, snapping his fingers.

Taylor shook her head violently. "Of course not. How can i ask you to forgive me, when i haven't forgiven myself?"

Chad's face softened a bit.

"I'm not here to make this hard for you Chad, i came to make amends. I understand i did something hurtful and selfish three years ago when i got on that plane, but i needed a place to think,"

Chad thought about the toddler he'd seen in the airport with her. "Think about what?"

He saw a look of terror pass across Taylor's face. "Ohh... Um... ," She stuttered, before composing herself, looking him dead in the eyes, "Something affected me, Chad. I didn't want to pass it off onto anyone else, as it wasn't their problem. I needed to deal with it, my way,"

He saw tears gather in the corner of her eyes. "So, you left?"

Taylor nodded. "To California, yes. I lived with my aunt for the last three years, dealing with the problem in hand,"

Chad shook his head. "So, none of the gang could help you? Not even me?"

Tears started to spill down Taylor's cheeks violently. "No, they couldn't. Especially not you,"

Chad looked taken aback. "Why not me? I was your boyfriend Taylor. Of course i would have helped you!"

"YOU WOULD HAVE HATED ME, GODDAMMIT!" Taylor screamed. Her body shook from the tears shaking through her body. She pointed at Chad. "You, you wouldn't have understood!"

Chad felt the sudden urge to put his arms around her, but he resisted. "You didn't know that. You should have asked, Taylor,"

"I was scared, Chad," She spoke quietly, glancing up at him. "I was scared out of my head. So, i'm sorry if i didn't want to scare you too. I thought i did what was best for me. For you. For us,"

Chad nodded, a look of fake compassion etched across his face. "Smart Taylor. Very smart. To save a relationship, you move half-way across America. Well done,"

He clapped sarcastically, and Taylor rolled her eyes.

Taylor shot him a dirty look. "Do you know what? I'm done here," She held both hands up in the air; "I thought i could talk to you like an adult, but obviously not. Goodbye, Chad,"

She turned to walk out the door, but Chad ran forward, grabbing her arm. "Taylor, wait,"

She turned around, her eyes icy. "What?" She spat.

Chad let go off her arm, shaking his head. "You broke my heart Taylor,"

Taylor felt the tears slip out again. "And you've just broken mine Chad. Thanks,"

Chad watched her walk away from him. He heard his front door slam, and two minutes later, the rev of a car engine. Tears fell from his sullen eyes, and he didn't bother to wipe them away. The little bit of a heart he was hanging onto, Taylor McKessie just smashed into a million pieces.

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Taylor fixed her make-up in the rear view mirror of her car, before getting out and walking towards Denise's front door. Using the spare key Denise had given her, she walked in to the front room, seeing Denise watching re-runs of Roswell, and her daughter sat on the floor, talking to her dollies.

Taylor smiled and tapped Denise on the shoulder, who turned around. "Tay!"

"Hey, Dee,"

"How was Gabi's?"

"Ohh, fine. It's a nice house," Taylor smiled.

"Yeah," Denise looked at Taylor closely. "Have you been crying? Your eyes are all red,"

Taylor smiled at her concernedness. "Yeah, we were catching up on old times," She lied easily.

"Ahh," Denise smiled knowingly. "Do you want a drink?"

"Oh, no thanks," Taylor called, as Denise walked into the kitchen, "It's already past seven. I'm going to put the little one to bed,"

She heard Denise mumble in understanding as she walked over to Jordynn. "Hewwoo Ma!" JJ smiled, looking up at Taylor. Taylor bent down and picked her up, kissing her on the cheek as she did so. "Did you have a good time?"

JJ clapped her stubby hands, giggling. Taylor smiled again, and walked up the stairs, one hand holding onto Jordynn as she rested on her hip, the other holding JJ's yellow bear. Back in the guest room, Taylor placed JJ down in the carry cot, once again wrapping her up in the yellow blankets.

JJ resisted, standing up once Taylor laid her down, clinging onto the wooden bars of the cot. "JJ, lie down," Taylor sighed, handing her daughter the teddy bear.

JJ shook her head, grinning toothily. "Jordynn, I'm not asking you, I'm telling you. Sleep,"

Jordynn crinkled her nose. Taylor smiled at her cuteness. "Dada,"

Taylor's eyes shot wide open. "What, JJ?"

JJ giggled. "Dada," She clapped her hands. "Dada!"

Taylor ran a hand through her hair. JJ was asking for Chad, though not even one hour before, she'd fucked things up for herself. She blinked back tears.

"He'll come soon, sweetie," She smiled, "Now, Jordynn-Jazmine Danforth, sleep,"

Taylor laid JJ down once again, and this time, JJ stayed there. Taylor laced her around the yellow blankets, and kissed her softly on her forehead. Walking out the room, she closed the door, and leant against it.

Chad hated her. She knew that now, for certain. But JJ was getting to that stage where she was wondering where her dad was. Taylor closed her eyes.

She had to tell Chad. And soon.

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Troy threw down his x-box controller as the buzzer rang. Gabriella was taking a bath, so he knew she wouldn't answer it.

"Talk to me," He spoke into the buzzer.

"Cut the crap, Troy," The depressed voice on the other end spoke, "Just let me in,"

"Chad? What's up?"

"Dude, just let me in,"

Troy pressed the enter key, and hung up the buzzer phone. He waited by the front door, and a few minutes later he heard a soft knock. He opened it, and Chad stood there, looking depressed, his eyes bloodshot and baggy.

"Whoa, what happened to you?" Troy laughed half-heartedly.

Chad ignored him, choosing to push past Troy, and into the apartment. Troy rolled his eyes and shut the front door, following Chad into the front room.

"Seriously, Chad, what is it? You look like shit,"

Chad laughed a little. "Thanks," He ran a hand through his hair and sighed. "She came,"

"Who?" Troy asked stupidly.

Chad looked at him as if he was mad. "Taylor, dumbass,"

"Yeah, i know that, we saw her at the airport," Troy replied in a 'duh' tone.

Chad rolled his eyes. "No, idiot. Taylor came to my house,"

Troy's mouth formed an 'o' shape. "What did she say?"

Chad laughed. "Nothing much, it was quite pathetic, actually,"

"Did she mention why she left?"

"Nope," Chad sighed, "Just that i would have hated her for her 'problem',"

"The kid?"

"Yeah, I'm guessing," Chad sighed, "Does this mean she cheated on me?"

Troy put a sympathetic hand on Chad's shoulder "Chad? I don't know,"

"Your wife does though," Chad spat bitterly.

"Okay, number one, she isn't my wife yet," Chad laughed "And, two, i don't think she'd tell us even if we begged,"

"Begged what?"

Both guys turned to see Gabriella in the doorway, a white dressing gown and her hair wrapped up in a blue towel. Troy walked over and gave her a kiss on the cheek. "Nothing,"

Chad rolled his eyes. "Gabriella, listen. Taylor came round to my house today,"

Gabriella gasped. "She's back?" She said, in mock shock.

"Gabriella, don't play innocent. We saw you the other day at the airport,"

Gabriella's eyes practically popped out as she turned to Troy. "You followed me?!"

Troy looked guilty. "Well, you see -- ,"

"This isn't the point!" Chad said, exasperated. "But we saw you with Taylor, and...and a kid,"

Gabriella looked away. "Oh,"

"Who's kid is that G?" Chad asked.

Gabi shook her head. "She didn't want to hurt you Chad, you know that, don't you?"

Chad sighed. "I need to know who the dad is,"

"Chad, you're gonna have to talk to her about that,"

Chad groaned and Gabriella smiled at him. She walked towards him, and rubbed his arm soothingly.

"But Gabi, i don't know where she is,"

"Denise's house,"

Chad stared at her in shock. "Denise? My Denise?"

Gabriella nodded. "Yeah, your sister,"

Chad looked at Troy. "Great, so now my own family is keeping shit from me,"

"Chad, she still loves you. Be gentle with her,"

Chad looked at Gabi, and nodded slowly. "Yeah. I promise,"

Gabriella smiled. Finally, things were fitting into place.

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