A/N: So this chapter is in everyone's favorite, Taylor's point of view. I hope you all feel bad by the way! Lol. Thank you for the reviews. I hope you guys enjoy this chapter. It's very different from what I originally had in mind.

When I walked into our house, I immediately felt the emotional upheaval. It was cold and quiet. I walked into the kitchen and noticed that one of the chairs was halfway across the room and laying on its side. My heart rate increased as I felt myself getting worried. I could feel the hairs on the back of my neck standing up.

"Sel?" I called out carefully. No response.

I walked upstairs and found her sitting on our bed. She looked like absolute crap. I knew without a doubt what had happened. Demi. There were few things that could floor Selena like this. Number one on that list was Demi. I approached my fiancé and wrapped my arms around her. I felt her lean into me and start crying. I didn't say anything, I jut held her. I knew that what I did next had to be done carefully and with grace.

"Sel, I think we need to talk." I said once she had stopped crying. I watched as she wiped her eyes and pushed her hair out of her face.

"About what?" She asked sniffling.

"Why you're miserable and crying your eyes out." I answer gently.

"That's the last thing I want to be talking about right now. In fact I'm sick and fucking tired of talking about it." She said with a humorless laugh.

"Sel, listen to me, I think that you and I should take some time apart. I think you have a lot that you need to sort through right now." I state softly.

"Tay, no. I'm not interested in taking time apart. It's the last thing I need right now." She stated.

"Selena, listen to me." I say taking her hand. "I love you. I know you love me. I also know that you and Demi have a lot of history. The two of you need to resolve whatever it is that lingers between you. I might be blonde, but I'm not stupid. I want to marry you, but I won't do it unless I know you're gonna be happy. I won't chain you to me like that."

"What if we never get past whatever it is that's between us Tay?" She asked with desperation in her voice.

"I can't answer that for you." I respond. "Just trust me. I think this will be good for you. I'm not gonna interfere with anything. I want you to make a decision on your own. Think about yourself for once Sel. What do you want? That's all you should be thinking about."

"I want to be happy. It's that simple." She says to me as more tears start to fall.

"Look at me." I say as I gently cup her face. "I love you. I'm here for you. I want you to be happy, even if its not with me. I want you to figure this out. I'm gonna stay at my place for a few days. You can call me if you need anything." I tell her. She leans in and kisses me softly.

"Ok." She says, taking in a shaky breath.

I get up and grab my suitcase. I watch as she goes into the closet and brings out some of my clothes. She helps me pack. I smile as I watch her go through my luggage and ensure I have everything I will need. Once she is satisfied, she hugs me tightly and walks me to the door.

"Are you sure about this Tay?" She asks me quietly.

"Yeah." I answer, squeezing her hand. "I have to be fair to you. I love you too much to see you like this. Ive said it once, I'll say it again, you deserve to be happy babe."

"I love you." She says.

"I know." I answer as I open the door and step out into the night.

As I drive away I can't help but feel like this is the beginning of the end. I know she loves me, but the bond she shares with Demi is something that she and I don't have. No matter how fucked up Demi is, she always pulls Selena in. I'm not sure if its even possible for Selena to break free from that. I don't dislike Demi, I dislike her addictions. He has a good heart and she's spent her whole life battling her demons. I hope for Selena's sake, she can win. I know that the next few days will be hard. Someone's heart is going to break, I just hope it isn't mine. I'm a realistic person and I know that despite my hope, I need to prepare for the inevitable. Maybe it's better this way. The longer I think about it, the more certain I become. I have to let her go. I pick up my phone and dial a number I rarely use.

"Hello." I hear Demi say.

"Hey it's Taylor." I say. "We need to talk."

"I thought we already did." She grumbled.

"Look, whatever happened between you and Selena tonight really fucked her up. She's lost Demi. I'm going to help you get her back. I'm going to walk away. You need to be there to pick up the pieces." I tell her.

"Taylor, Selena made it clear she wants to be with you." She responded. "Whatever Sel and I used to be, it's gone."

"Not from where I'm sitting. If you look into her eyes, it's still there. She can't live without you Demi. Yes, she and I could be happy together, but that girl loves you madly. I want what you and her have. I'm never going to have it with her though. You are her first love and you are going to be her last." I said to the musician.

"I don't know how to fix what I've done Taylor." She choked out.

"You can't fix it Demi. You just have to acknowledge what you've done, and leave it in the past. You have worked so hard your entire life to be free of your addictions. You're not going to perfect, you just have to be honest with her. You have to let her in Demi. You have to let her be there for you. You push her away from the dark parts of you because you want to protect her. When you do that, you face your demons alone. You can't do it alone. You need her. It's always been her. She's your cure Demi, you just have to let her into your dark side. She can take it." I say.

"I love her so fucking much." She says quietly.

"I know." I reply.

"I'm gonna go. I need some time to process all of this. It's been a long day for me. I hope you understand." She says.

"I do." I answer. "Take care Demi. I hope you do the right thing." I add before we say our goodbyes and I hang up the phone.

As I sit in the darkness of my house, I can't help but wonder if I'm doing the right thing. Tomorrow is going to be a hard day for Selena. I hope Demi has the strength to hold her together. I close my eyes and let out a deep breath. I'm going to need to take a break. My chest aches, and I hope that with time the pain will go away. I'm going to miss her. I pick my tired body up off the couch and make my way into my bedroom. I need to adjust to sleeping alone. This house is my home now.