Needlessly to say, it was kinda hard not to realise that she was there when her arm were wrapping around his waist, and her fat lips were pressing against his.
For a moment, Taylor was to shocked to do anything. But then he felt her hand caress his groin. As much as he tried, he just couldn't push this night-club bouncer sized girl off him.
It felt like hours, even thought it was less than a minute before the two security guards managed to pull her off him. Taylor quickly turned back to his keyboards, trying to stop himself from shaking.
"Hey, uhh, glad you're not all like that." He said nervously.
And the concert continued. But all the time Taylor looked at the abyss of girls in the audience and the very sight scared him. Of course, who could be surprised at this, for they all began to look like Her.
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"I'm sorry guys, but I just can't go in there." Taylor informed his brothers, just as they were about to meet some fans backstage.
Isaac nodded.
"Yeah, ok. I understand."
"We'll tell them Hot-lips said 'hi'." Zac joked. "Uhh, sorry."
Taylor walked back to the tour bus. He was still shaken up, but moreso by the girls all looking like Her than by the attacker.
The bus was empty. Upon noting this, Taylor let go of the forced control and began shaking.
"Why can't you leave me alone?" he whispered.
His breathing increased as he reached for a certain bag in his compartment.
"She can't hurt me if I'm dead." He reasoned, pulled out a bottle of pills.
He swallowed the first couple, and was going back for more as to continue with his intended drug overdose, when he heard the door open. Quickly, he hid the bottle.
"Hi Tay." Jess's voice rang. "Are you okay?"
Taylor turned to face his sister.
"Yeah, I'm fine." He lied. "How's the baby?"
Jess smiled, although she suspected something was wrong.
"Oh, she's fine."
"Do you know it's definitely a girl? Or are you just hoping?"
"Just hoping."
Taylor nodded.
"Thought of any names yet?"
Taylor and Jess just kept talking. Obviously Taylor had started talking to Jess again (it had only taken his three weeks to forgive her, but that's beside the point). Unknown to Jess was that her just talking to him was mending wounds and healing the pain in Taylors' life. Gradually the desire to kill himself slowed, stopped and finally dissipated.
But not completely.