Runaway Baby Ch.2

Abby's P.O.V
I fought the urge to yell at taylor as he pushed his bike into the foyer leaving dirty marks on my clean tiled floor.
Taylor looked up at me and smirked.
Taylor- we don't want to risk anything. I'll clean up any mess from it when we get home and we're safe.
I sighed and rubbed my temples.
Taylor- I should probably tell you why we've been told to stay together...
I nodded.
Taylor- Over the years my dad trained me in case anything like this happened, this isn't my dad's first dangerous job. Where's your room.?
Abby- down there.
I said, nodding towards a hall.
He nodded, making his way down there.
I stood in the doorway of my closet as he went through it, pulling out a few things. Before I could stop him the drawer was open and he was smirking as he pulled out a handful of underwear and grabbing my sports bras too.
Taylor- duffle bag?
I nodded and grabbed it, he dumped the few things he had gotten me inside the big bag and I followed him out the back to the shed. When we got to dad's old mustang Taylor went around to the back and opened it, grinning when he found a small backpack.
Taylor- this is what we're looking for, come on, we'll take your car to my house.
When we got to Taylor's place I couldn't help but stare at Taylor's back as he slipped his button up shirt off and opted for a black tee. He grabbed some things throwing them into the same duffle bag my stuff was in.
Taylor- follow me.
He mumbled before ripping a football poster down and opening a door, lights switched on and went all the way down some stairs.
Taylor- here, turn the engine on, I'll be back in a second.
He said, handing me some keys and turning and going out the door.
I carefully walked down the stairs and found a black car that looked like any other normal car.
I opened the door and sat in it, turning it on as taylor came down holding some papers, he handed me a credit card and an I.D.
Taylor- fake I.D
He mumbled, taking the keys and sliding into the drivers seat.
I got into the car next to him as a door came up, as soon as my door was shut taylor hit the accelerator and we sped out of the side of their house.
Abby- where exactly do you think we should go?
Taylor- don't worry about where I am taking you.
He said a little harsher than I had expected.
After an hour of driving I realised we were going out of town and towards the small city two hours away from our homes.
I curled up and rested my face against the window.
I must have fallen asleep because I was woken by someone nudging my shoulder.
I rubbed my eyes and looked up at taylor.
Taylor- finally, grab the bag from the back, lets go.
I sighed and got the bag out of the back and followed him up some stairs of a small building.
Taylor- we own the top apartment for this exact reason.
He opened the door and let me in.
Abby- how come I've never been trained like you have?
Taylor- your dad used to have people who followed you for protection, until you started noticing them, then he just decided you didn't need protection, nobody would find out about what he had going on... he's naïve.
Abby- I know basic stuff, like self defense...
He chuckled.
Taylor- right, good luck with that. I'm having a shower.
I flopped back on the couch and sighed.
There was a knock on the door and I got up and opened the door to find two small girls.
Girl- would you like to buy some cookies?
Abby- oh, uh, sorry girls, no thankyou.
I shut the door and locked it then turned to see taylor glaring at me, breathing in and out heavily.
Taylor- What the hell?!
He said, storming over to me.
I stepped back, my back pressed against the door.
Taylor- you could have killed us.
He said, his teeth gripped together and his fists balled up.
Abby- what?
Taylor- what if the person at the door had of been the people that are after us?!?!!
Abby- it wasn't... they were just girls...
Before I could get away taylor's flat hand came across my face and I gasped.
Taylor- use your f*cking brain next time you stupid cheerleader.
He turned on the t.v and sat at the couch and I tried to control the panic attack I was having, I was gasping for air as tears ran down my face.
I slowly pushed myself up from the floor and went into the bathroom. I turned the shower on and slid in, letting the tears fall and sobs overtake my body.
When my fingers started to wrinkle I turned the water off and dried off, I went over to the duffle bag to see what Taylor had grabbed for me.
There was two pairs of jeans and a few tops, two black and one that flowed nicely and had heaps of colours. I sighed and put one of the tops on and then put my jeans back on and walked out of the room, Taylor glanced up at me as I walked into the bedroom and opened a cupboard.
Taylor- what are you doing?
he asked, watching me grab a blanket.
Abby- I need something in case I get cold out there.
I mumbled quietly.

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[TinkFanFiction]

mmm taylor can smack me around any day NUM NUM

[Storygrl143]

Amazing I'm already obsessed!

[HangInThereBabyx]

This is amazing!

[qtknz]

omg this is like the best story ever...i'm going to end up obsessed. gee thanks lol :)

[WeLuvNickJay]

*mucnches on popcorn* This is so interesting, I just wanna keep reading!