The Fault in Her Scars .

"Truth be told, I'm in love with Taylor."

My head shot up the second those words left his mouth. I felt my chest tighten and my breathing became faster, I didn't know how to handle this situation.
I had been playing this moment over and over again in my mind, wondering if and when this would ever happen, and this was not a scenario I prepared myself for.

"You're in love with who?" Vic asked, his eyes narrowed. He stared at Jaime in disbelief and shock.
"I know you and Mike might both be upset with me, but I just- I can't hide this anymore. Seriously, I love your sister. I always have. It just took me a lot of time and some advice to realize it." Jaime said, giving me a small smile.

Everyone turned to look at me, and I felt my eyes well up with tears. "I need to go for a walk or something, I don't know, I'll be back later." I mumbled, grabbing my car keys and jogging out to my car. I clambered into my car and slammed the door shut, fumbling with the keys and shoving them in the ignition. I started the car and peeled off down the road, not looking back to see who all was standing in the driveway.

I had been driving for hours, only stopping to get gas. I had stopped crying a few miles back, finally putting myself back together.
I had been ignoring all the calls and texts I was receiving, eventually just throwing my phone in the backseat. I wasn't ready to talk to anyone.
I knew that I loved Jaime, but hearing him say he loved me made it real. And I wasn't sure if I wanted it to be real. I knew it looked bad that I had ran out on him after he confessed something that huge, and I was sure that Tony was confused beyond words.

I pulled over into an empty parking lot and unbuckled myself, reaching into the back for my phone.
I unlocked it and swiped through all the messages and calls from everyone who had been at the house, Matt sending me over fifty texts. I knew he was worried, but I needed advice first.
I went into my contacts and called the only objective person I could think of, and after a few rings, I was surprised they actually answered.

"Taylor?" the familiar, raspy voice asked.
"Kyle," I said, letting out a breath I wasn't aware I had been keeping.
"What's up?"
"I, okay. This is really complicated, but Jaime told everyone he loved me tonight. We were playing Never Have I Ever, and he confessed it. I've been driving for hours and I have no idea what to do." I said, the tears filling my eyes once again.
"I always knew he loved you, it was so obvious. I know you love him too. I always knew, you were different around him and he lit up like a Christmas tree around you. I get that you're scared, but go home. Go home and tell him you love him. Second chances don't happen very often, you should know this of all people. I know I've been awful to you in the past, but this is me making up for that. Go get him." Kyle answered.
I took in everything he said and I knew he was right. I knew I needed to stop being afraid and allow myself to feel.
"Thank you, Kyle."
"Anytime Taylor. Good luck." He finished, and with that, I knew he'd hung up.

I went into my messages and opened Jaime's contact, sending him a message I was sure would change my life forever.

"I love you too. I'll be back soon."

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