Don't Rain On My Parade

| Taylor's POV|

Once I was home from the therapy with Dr. Stent I got very bored and so I text Ally to see if she's up for a hangout. She said she would love to so we meet at the coffee shop downtown. I order our drinks and once they are ready she shows up.

"Hey, Beautiful." She greets and pulls me into a hug.

I hug back. "Hello my love!" I smile.

We find a spot in the small shop and sit down. We talk for hours about anything and everything. I think we learned a lot about each other. Almost as if we are filling each other in on everything they missed for the past years they haven't been there. It feels like I have been friends with her forever, like Jaime but we only met days ago.

We are on about the hundredth topic of the night. I learned that her father tends to move around a lot across the country and doesn't really settle down for more then a couple of years.

"I have gone to seven different schools throughout my school life. One time including homeschool which ended very badly."

"Holy shit! Seven?! I don't know if I could handle that. I can barely stand one school." I truly could believe I would make it that long from school to school.

"Thats why I got these guys." She points to her wrist covered in bracelets. Some of the scars peek through.

"Im so sorry about that."

"Its not like it's your fault. And that's also why I didn't make friends. I'm scared to get close to someone and then the next month be send packing again. But I'm glad I meet you and the guys. I have a good feeling about this place."

I nod a bit. "Speaking of getting close to people... you and Vic huh?" I wiggle my eyebrows.

She smiles a toothy smile and blushes like crazy. "Yeah. I like him... a lot. He's just so cute!" She squeaks excitedly.

"He likes you too." I take a sip of my almost empty coffee.

She looks down to the table. "Oh no, I don't think he does. He's just being nice to me." She sighs as her shoulder slump forwards.

"No no no. He likes you. Trust me." I insure.

"I just don't know how he could like me cause I'm.... Me." She slides her hand to the other arm covering up her mid section.

"Ypur gorgeous!! Have you ever looked in the mirror? And your an awesome person."

She giggles a little. "Im a boring person. How can I be awesome?"

"You are not boring! We literally just spent hours taking about you. And me. But really! He likes you. Want proof?" She nods. "Does he send you hearts and silly emoticons when you text him?"

She looks at her phone sitting on the table. "yeah. Why?"

"Well he doesn't send me hearts I can tell you that. And do you remember Monday at all? He kissed you."

"He was drunk."

I turn my head to the side a bit. With seriousness in my eyes.

"Fine. I guess he might like me a little." She says with a sigh as the ends of her mouth tug up into a smile.

Just then, as if he had heard us, Allys phone buzzes and vics name appeared. "Speaking of the devil." I murmur. Ally blushes again.

"He wants to hang out." She smiles at the phone.

"Well, I gotta get going. You two have fun. But not too much fun." I point to her.

"No! I'll just tell him I'm busy. I don't want you to have to leave."

"its fine. Plus you guys need to talk." I wink at her.

"Fine. Well, I'll see you tomorrow." She sighs . We hug goodbye and I leave the shop. I head home feeling better than before. Bit there is still a little emptiness down deep within. It's always been there. I can't get rid of it. The depression lurks through my veins. In just a flash. I go from happy to completely... empty. But I can't let it overrule me. I promised them I wouldn't do it again.

But can I really do it.? I start to over think and anxiety floods over. My meds are with me and I pop a couple in. I take deep breaths and try to forget everything until the feeling goes away. I hate this. I hate this so much. I'm broken in a world full of fixed.
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The next day at school after English I walk myself to social studies. But as the group splits down their own ways, I feel a hand tap my shoulder.i turn to see a half grinning Mike. His eyes are filled with a surprising amount of sadness.

"Whats up?" I ask.

"I just really needed to tell you that I miss hanging out with you."

I smile up at him. "Yeah we haven't talked in a bit. How you been?" I feel bad for him because of the whole Tony thing happened as we just started getting close.

He shrugs with a sigh.

"Mike you alright?" Seeing the sadness that was imprinted into those eyes killed me.

"I just... really miss you. And to tell you the truth, I really fucking like you. I knew since I first saw you that you'd be special."

I look to the ground with I shy smile. I shake my head. "Im not special. I have no talent. I'm worthless." Why am I telling him this? Ever since I started cutting I would bully myself, call myself worthless and a useless piece of skin. It was mostly true. Then and even now, I still have zero talent.

"Hey." Mike stops and grabs my shoulder and bent down to eye level. "Tay, you are not worthless. Far from it. Don't say that about yourself."

" I'm sorry.i just think it's true." I shrug. "Im just a waste." I whisper before walking away and into class.
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|Mikes POV|

How could she think of herself like that? She's all but a waste. She doesn't realize she means the world to me. It makes me sad to know I need her now and she doesn't need me back. She doesnt even know I need her.

I head to social studies with Tay still on my mind.
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At lunch I sit in the upstairs hall. I haven't sat with the group since I've been back. I don't want to intrude. As I sit there I hear someone come up the stairs along with muffled sobs.

I look up to see Tay come around the corner, red eyes and a hand over her mouth. "Tay?" I set my tray aside and stand up.

"Shit." She mumbles as she sees me. She quickly turns and runs into the girls bathroom.

I go after her. "Tay! What's wrong?" I stop at the enterence of the bathroom scared to go in. All I hear is her cry. "Taylor. Please." She doesn't respond so I walk in.

Shes in one of the stalls, the door a little ajar. I push it open to see her on the ground, hugging her legs to her chest. I sit next to her and rub her back. "Whats going on?"

"I can't do it." She crys. "I promised I wouldn't do it but I can't do it." She pulls her head up and wipes away some tears. There was sign of them stopping.

I reach down into my pocket and pull out my cigarettes, popping two out. "Here. They always help me." I hand one to and she accepts.

"Are we allowed to do this? what if the alarms go off?" She asks as I lite mine.

I shrug. " Probably not. But Who cares?" I take a long drag and puff it out.

She smiles and puts it into her mouth and I lite it for her. She takes a couple drags herself, wiping the tears away. "Better?" I ask with the smoke pouring from my mouth.

She shrugs. "A little." She turns to me and says "Watch this!" She takes another drag and blows it through her nose. "Im a dragon! Rawr!"

We both start laughing but freeze when we hear footsteps coming into the bathroom. They stop and start coughing then turn and leaves. Once the coast is clear we both burst out in laughter again.

I sigh. "We should probably get out before she gets a teacher." I suggest as I stand and taking a last puff before throwing the butt into the toilet. She does the same and we leave the bathroom.

We walk down the empty hall before I speak up. "You really feel that way about yourself?"

She smiles shyly and tilts her head to the ground. "Is it wrong if I say I do?"

"Of course. Nobody should feel like that about themself."

"Im sorry. Its just that I literally suck at everything. Like i said. I'm just a huge fucking waste." She sighs.

"You do not suck at everything! Have you heard your self play drums?" I nudge her shoulder a bit.

She looks up at me. " I haven't even touched them since you came over last Monday."

"What?!" I say a little to loud and she giggles. " you have to practice!"

"What am I practicing for? It's not like I'm going to be in a band."

I shrug. "Its always a possibility."

As we turn a corner, the bell rings. "Well, I gotta go. Tonys probably worried about me." She sighs, almost sad that she has to leave.

"yeah. I'll see you around. If you need anything just call."

"Thanks Mike. Thank you so much." She pulls me into a quick tight hug.

"For what?" I ask.

"Helping me through this. I needed someone and you were there for me." She smiles brightly, but the sadness still had traces in her eyes.

"Your very welcome. Anytime."

She nods and turns on her heels heading for her next class. I wait and watch until she's out of sight, then head off to my class in the other direction.

Notes

Hey, sorry for not updating for so long.
Its been a really really tough week for me. A Kid in my school committed suicide and I still can't wrap my head around it. We weren't very close but it still sucks having them gone. It's just not the same anymore.
But enough with the sad stuff. I hope you like the chapter.
Remember that I love you all so so so much. Never give up!!

Stay Beautiful and Strong my Lovelys!!! <3