My comfort. A Tayvis story - Chapter 2: Chapter 2

Taylor's POV
I take the long way home. I take this time to prepare myself for what will occur when I step foot into that house.
My thoughts are so loud that if I were not alone, I would be worried someone would hear.
Eventually I pull into the driveway. There he is. I didn't even step out of my car yet and he is already screaming. I cannot hear words but I hear his voice.
I park and get out, he stomps his way over here. Here we go.
"Where were you?" He screams into my ear as he drags me by my arm and into the house before slamming the door.
"I was just with a friend" I tell him but he doesn't believe me
"You were with Travis" he spits in my face and a few seconds later- "Answer me bitch"
I stumble back and force his clammy arm off of me.
"Yes. I was with Travis" I say, trying to stay away from him
"You are such a whore" he pushes me as he continues to call me names before finally he punches me. In my face.
Tears roll down my cheeks, my lip quivering, my body shaking, and inside I am screaming for help.
"I wasn't cheating on you" I cry out but his hand just continues to make contact with my skin. Not just my face anymore, but anywhere he can find.
"You are such a liar. Everyone knows that you two have always had feelings for each other" he just continues to scream in my face
He now has me pinned against the wall. My head is pounding and I feel like I can't even open my eyes. My whole body just feels numb.
I know the last thing I should be thinking about right now is Travis but I can't help it. I need him.
"Please just let me go" I cry out begging him as he holds my hands above my head
He takes my hands into his and looks into my eyes.
"You know I am only doing this because I love you, right?" He asks and before I can say anything I just burst into tears.
"Do you think this is a joke?" He laughs with that stupid degrading expression on his face
"No! Please! Let me go!" I beg and beg until finally he punches one last time, in my stomach.
Everything goes black.
I remember everything that happened. His gross hands all over me. His words.
I open my eyes, unsure of how long I have been passed out for. I don't remember him leaving but I don't see or hear anyone.
I carefully sit up and rub my eyes before slowly standing up and walking over to the window.
His car isn't here. I can't help but let out a sigh.
I go up to my room and pack a bag. I'm going to Travis'.
I sit infront of my mirror, looking at my reflection. Where is the girl I used to be before I let him break me into a million pieces.
I was so desperate for love that I didn't care what form it came in. But even then I should've known that this isn't love.
I have realized these past 2 years that we have just fallen out of love. There is nothing wrong with that, but that's when he became abusive. That's where the problem is.
In my mind he was only doing it because he loves me. That I would be nothing without him.
That's not true.
I am finally getting away.
After I pack a few weeks worth of things and my most important pieces of my life, I pull out my phone to see if he is awake considering it is around midnight.
Me: hey, you awake?
Travvy-bear🤍: yup! Are you okay?
Me: can I come over?
Me: it's okay if not
Travvy-bear🤍: hey, you know you can come over whenever
Travvy-bear🤍: are you okay?
Me: I'll tell you when I get there.
Travvy-bear🤍: please be safe Taylor. I love you.
Me: I will, I love you too.
And with that I am gone.
Travis' POV
I'm worried. I assumed taylor and joe would get into an argument because of how controlling he is but usually she will just call me and that's it.
But she is coming over and I know it is has something to do with that psycho of a boyfriend she has.
While I wait, I get her an outfit from the clothes that she keeps at my house and the guest room set up.
I know that she probably won't want to talk right away and that is okay. I will just be here.
By the time I get everything ready I hear her car pull into the driveway.