What Happened To Taylor?

Valentina's POV

Bowling was great. And luckily Blake and her crew didn't come up and start any trouble.

While we were walking out of the bowling alley, Brian decided to ride with Macy in her car, they both decided to go get some smoothies.

i just decided to head home. i had fun, but it feels like its been a long day.

Just as i was walking to my jeep, i heard footsteps close behind me, gaining fast.

In a flash i pulled out my pocket knife that i always keep on me (because i watch too much crime television). and turned around; putting the knife behind my back just in case.

Blake stood 2feet in front of me, looking very amused.

I quickly folded the knife and put it in my back pocket before she could see it.

I looked around the parking lot, noticing how my jeep and her red mustang was the only vehicles left in the parking lot.

"Did i scare you?" Blake asked giving a sly smile. I didn't know why she was talking to me. Doesn't she have a girlfriend or something? I don't even trust her anymore.

"What do you want?" i asked straight away.

"Why the attitude? We haven't talked in two weeks, and i wanted to see how you were adjusting to school."

i studied her eyes trying to find a reason she could be lying.

It was getting darker outside and her eyes just seemed like a darker shade of green. She had her hands in her pocket, and her hair was down almost covering one eye.

"Where's your girlfriend?" i asked crossing my arms. Adjusting to school, my ass.

i wasn't jealous but i refuse to be the 'other' woman.

"Don't have one. Like i told you before, Taylor was only an on and off, there and here. We're just friends now." Blake said slowly. Her lips turned down into a frown, as she tried to convince me.

I guess she was trying to convince me with her eyes or something, but i just wanted to go home.

I didn't even know if i could believe her, and there were so many unanswered questions.

I looked back over at her mustang, which was surrounded by her crew, laughing and playing around.

i crossed my arms and rolled my eyes. "How is it that you and your on and off girlfriend are over after one full year of bliss?" i asked with a heavy sarcasm rolling of my tongue.

Blake looked a little irritated with me, and she scratched her head, looking up at the sky for a brief moment.

"Taylor is a bit hard headed when it comes to hearing the word 'no'" Blake replied, shaking her head.

I took a small step back inching closer to my jeep. i didn't wanna hear anymore of this, i was too tired at this point to care, not to mention it was a bit cold out here.

Blake noticed instantly and took a step forward. "What's wrong?" She looked hurt, and so sexy at the same time, i mentally groaned.

Why is it so hard to ignore people who look so good? I was honestly a little bit glad that she was talking to me, and i was a little happy that she was officially done with Taylor....at least that's what she says.

However, i cannot trust her, just yet.

i leaned against my jeep and looked at her with tired eyes. "Listen Blake its late and i wanna go home. You still have my number so text that."

After saying that i opened up the door and was about to get in when i felt a small pull on my shirt.

i looked back, now i was the one who was irritated.

"I, uh, don't have your number anymore," she said quietly. She was rubbing her hands nervously and waited for my response.

I didn't say anything at first so she explained.

"Taylor wanted me to delete your number.....so i did.

I didn't say anything for a minute, i stared at her in disbelief.

Maybe this is a sign, i thought. If she doesn't have my number she can earn the trust back to get it.

I opened my mouth than closed it.

This is the same person who made me question my sexuality, didn't tell me they had a girlfriend and then didn't talk to me for two weeks.

i looked at Blake who had a hopeful expression. i smirked and whispered, "Too bad."

i slammed my door and locked it, completely ignoring the shocked expression on her face.

As i drove towards the exit of the parking lot, i passed Blake's crew, who were all starring at me. Including Zane, who didn't have her brown contacts in, making her green eyes glow.

But she had a worry expression on her face that she tried to hide. Only i didn't know why.

But one person was missing and that was Taylor.

"Who does Blake think she is?" I say aloud. So they broke up and now are what? Very close friends or something? And she deleted my number??

i was getting pissed off and started driving a bit faster. There were barely any cars down the road and the more i thought about Blake, the more my feet pressed on the gas pedal.

I think its a sign. After all, i never gave Blake my number in the first place, so she can go and find it again if she really wants it.

I'm doing about 75miles per hour in a 35miles per hour speed limit zone. But right now my mind is cloudy.

I feel myself getting emotional, thinking about the kiss we had at her party, and the flirty things she said to me and.....

My eyes widen as i see someone crossing the road.

I slam on my breaks hard, jerking my body forward, almost hitting the steering wheel.

I take a few breaths to compose myself.

Holy fuck Val. Holy...fuck.

I could have killed someone luckily it was dark and there were no cars on the road.

The person who was crossing the road didn't seem to notice as they made it to the other side without stopping.

I watched the person walk down the side walk, they were visibly shaking.

My foot pressed slowly at the gas, making the jeep go straight. As i got closer to the person, they looked like they could possibly be my age.

They didn't even have a jacket on, they must be freezing! It was less than 40 degrees now.

I wasn't sure if i should keep going or stop, so i decided to pull up and ask if they needed a ride somewhere.

Now, of course, that doesn't sound safe at all. However, this person was pretty short like me, and their hair was pretty long, telling me its probably a girl.

I pulled up beside her, hoping my good deed wont be a waste.

I rolled down my windows, as i slowed down to 5miles per hour.

"Hey! Do you need a ride?"

The girl stopped in her tracks and i didn't turn around.

I pulled up in front of her and smiled....which quickly dropped when she turned and looked at me.

TAYLOR.

My first thought was, this was definitely a waste. Then i saw her face.

Did she look so cold and so....bruised?

She had a bruise that almost blended against her dark skin and amongst the night.

She looked just as shocked as i was.

I gulped pressing the gas and drove off. Just kidding.

I swallowed my pride and asked again. "Need a ride? Its winter and you'll get sick." My throat was dry and i cant believe i was actually trying to help out a girl who threatened me.

"Oh really? I was wondering why the summer felt so cold." Taylor replied back dryly.

Well, at least in my head, because i thought she would reply back with sarcasm.

She nodded slowly looking around. She seemed just as unsure as i was.

i stopped my jeep and unlocked the passengers side. She slipped in closing the door behind her, looking straight ahead.

I was about to drive when i noticed something else.

She was bleeding.

"You're bleeding." i say out loud.

Taylor touched the top of her forehead. For a second she starred at the top of her fingers that were now bloody.

"Its nothing." Taylor said as she quickly wiped her head with her sleeve.

I fished through my purse in my backseat and pulled out a napkin from the bowling alley.

"Here let me," i offer holding the tissue to her head.

She flinched a little at my touch.

I didn't understand how that happened.

Just an hour ago she was laughing at the bowling alley and ow she was bruised and walking home alone in the cold and it was dark.

"Are you okay?" i ask softly as i patted slowly on her head.

"Yea, I'll be fine. I just wanna go home." Taylor responded. She was clearly uncomfortable and so honestly was i, but she wasn't rejecting any of my help right now.

And it was too late to try and back out of this now.

She looked really sad and fragile right now. Her blue eyes looked like she was holding back tears, and i didn't have a clue why.

Last time and first time we talked she was threatening me, and now here i am helping her out.

Maybe i need to start holding grudges.

I decided not to ask anymore questions as i leaned away from her. i pressed against the gas pedal and drove down the street.

After 20minutes, i realized i didn't know where i was going. I didn't know where she lived at all.

"Taylor---," i called out, quickly pausing as i saw she was sound asleep. I stared at her, wondering what in the world am i going to do now.

I didn't feel right waking her up, it seems like she's been through something. She was so peaceful looking.

I noticed how her eyelashes were full and thick, and her face didn't have a single bump on it. She seemed pretty for someone who acted like a psycho girlfriend the first time i met her.

After 10minutes of deciding on what i was going to do, i decided to just take her home with me.

All the way to my house. i just hoped that this wouldn't back fire on me.