A few days later....
Taylor opened his eyes when he heard his newborn baby sister crying down the hall.
“Why? Why???” Isaac moaned from the top bunk.
“Why what?” Taylor asked.
“Why did mom have another baby, why did Jess dump me, why does life suck?” Isaac said.
“Will you PLEASE get over this thing with Jess?” Taylor asked. “You’ve been moping around the house, feeling sorry for yourself for the past 5 days. So she dumped you. Big deal! Get over it already!”
“Easy for you to say,” Isaac said. “You have a girlfriend.”
“True...” Taylor said thoughtfully. “But not for long.”
“What do you mean?” Isaac asked.
“Well with the tour starting next month, we’ll be gone for four months straight. What’s the point of keeping the relationship going if we’re never going to see each other?”
“Taylor don’t be stupid,” Isaac said. “Donna is a great girl ; don’t let her get away. I’m sure you two will be all right, even with the tour. Look at how much you guys have been through together.”
“I know...” Taylor began. “It’s just that...”
“I’m not going to tell you what to do Tay,” Isaac interrupted. “But I just hope you make the right decision.”
“Yeah,” Taylor said. “I guess.”
Taylor rolled over and glanced at the clock. After seeing that it was after 11, he decided to get up.
After taking his shower and getting dressed, Taylor walked back into the bedroom. Zac and Isaac were still in bed. Taylor strolled over to his bed and glanced out the window, just in time to see a car pull into Donna’s driveway. He saw her get out of the car, and walk to the back of the car. Her mother also got out of the car and unlocked the truck. Donna pulled out her suitcase and slammed the trunk shut. Taylor ran out of the room and down the hall.
“Mom?” he called.
“Yes?” his mother replied from somewhere in the house.
“I’m going over to Donna’s!” Taylor yelled. “Bye!”
Taylor grabbed his jacket, which was hanging on a chair in the hallway, and pulled it on as he ran down the stairs. He ran out the front door and over to Donna’s house. He knocked on the door, and Donna’s mother answered.
“Well hello there Taylor,” she said.
“Hi Mrs. Wilson,” Taylor said. “How are you today?”
“I’m fine,” Donna’s mother replied. “Come on in. I think Donna’s in her room unpacking. You can go on up if you like.”
“Thanks,” Taylor said, as he walked over to the staircase.
“Oh Taylor,” Mrs. Wilson said. “Donna told me about the new baby. Tell your mom I said congratulations!”
“Oh I will,” Taylor said, and he turned around and walked up the stairs.
Donna pulled her T-shirt over her head and walked over to her dresser. As she stood there, trying to find her gray thermal shirt, the bedroom door suddenly flew open.
“Surprise!” a voice yelled.
Donna turned around and screamed when she saw Taylor standing in the doorway.
“Taylor!” she said. “You scared me!”
Taylor, who had realized that Donna wasn’t wearing a shirt, immediately blushed and looked down at his shoes.
“Sorry,” he said, not looking up. “I should have knocked...”
“No it’s ok,” Donna said, grabbing a white tank top from the dresser drawer and pulling it over her head. She walked over to Taylor and pulled him into a hug.
“I missed you,” she whispered in his ear.
Taylor looked into Donna’s green eyes and smiled.
I missed you too,” he said.
He leaned forward and placed his lips on hers. Donna parted her lips and ran her tongue over Taylor’s lips. He opened his mouth and Donna let her tongue enter. Taylor pushed her gently over to the bed and lay her down. He got on top of her, and continued to kiss her. Donna ran her fingers through Taylor’s hair and moaned softly as he began to kiss her neck. Taylor moved down, and kissed the exposed area of Donna’s chest. He moved back up and kissed her lips. Donna pulled up Taylor’s black T-shirt and ran her fingers over his warm back.
Taylor sat up and pulled off his shirt.
“Jeez Tay,” Donna said, looking at his exposed upper body. “Do you ever eat?”
“Yes,” Taylor said blushing.
“Could’ve fooled me,” Donna said. “You must weigh less than one of my shoes.”
“Maybe a pound or two more,” Taylor said with a smile. “Well how about you?”
“What do you mean?” Donna asked.
“What do you look like?”
Donna looked down at her tank top, and back up at Taylor. She sighed softly and pulled her shirt off.
“Wow,” was the only shaky word that escaped Taylor’s mouth.
“What?” Donna asked in a concerned voice. “What is it?”
“You’re just so...” Taylor began, and cut himself off.
Donna looked at Taylor strangely, and reached for her shirt.
“Maybe this wasn’t such a good idea,” she said.
“Wait,” Taylor said, taking Donna’s hand. “Don’t.”
“Then what is it?” Donna asked, feeling slightly embarrassed by her body, and the way Taylor was looking at her.
“You’re just so beautiful,” Taylor said.
“Now that my shirt is off?” Donna asked sarcastically.
“No!” Taylor exclaimed, reaching up and stroking her cheek. “You’re beautiful no matter what you’re wearing.” He leaned over and placed his lips on hers once again.
“Zac!” Kelly exclaimed. “Come on slowpoke!”
“I’m coming,” Zac said stubbornly as he slowly bladed down the road. “I’m just enjoying the scenery.”
“Yeah right,” Kelly said with a smile. She paused, and waited for Zac to catch up with her.
“You know,” Zac said. “If you didn’t go so fast, I might actually be able to keep up with you.”
“Whatever Zac,” Kelly said, as the two skated side by side.
“I’m hungry anyway,” Zac said. “Do you want to get something to eat?”
“You buying?” Kelly asked with a smile.
“As long as we don’t go to a five star restaurant I am,” Zac replied, returning the smile.
“But we have our blades on,” Kelly pointed out.
“We can go to a drive through,” Zac joked.
“Very funny,” Kelly said.
“Come on,” Zac said, as he took Kelly’s hand. “We’ll go back to my place and get some shoes.”
“Taylor,” Donna gasped. “We have to stop.”
Taylor stopped kissing Donna’s chest and looked at her with sad eyes.
“Why?” he asked.
“Because....” Donna started.
“Donna,” Taylor interrupted. “You know I would never force you into doing something you didn’t want to.”
“I know that Taylor,” Donna said. “It’s just that...I want to go out and DO something together, besides make out.”
“Well, what do you want to do?” Taylor asked.
Donna shrugged her shoulders. “I don’t know. Why don’t we go for a walk or something?”
“Okay,” Taylor said, as he pulled his shirt back on. Donna grabbed her tank top and pulled it over her head.
“Let me get another shirt,” she said, standing up. She opened her closet door and pulled out a sky blue t-shirt. After putting it on, she pulled her sandals on as well. She walked over to where Taylor was still sitting on her bed, and took his hand.
“Come on,” she said, pulling him up. “Let’s go.”
Donna and Taylor walked down the stairs together and towards the front door.
“Donna?” Donna’s mother said.
“Yeah?” Donna asked.
“Come into the living room. I want you to meet someone.”
Donna sighed and walked into the living room with Taylor. She noticed a tall, bearded man sitting next to her mother on the couch. He was rather scraggly looking, and Donna gave her mother a strange look.
“Who’s that?” she asked, pointing to the strange man.
“This...” Donna’s mother said. “Is Jake.”
“Okay.....” Donna said. “But who IS he?”
“Well, Jake and I are...seeing each other,” Donna’s mother said slowly.
“Oh,” Donna said flatly.
Jake walked over to Donna and stuck out his hand. “It’s nice to finally meet you Donna,” he said. “Your mother has told me a lot about you.”
Donna looked at his outstretched hand, and back to her mother.
“Why didn’t you tell me you had a boyfriend?” she asked angrily.
“Well....I,” Donna’s mother began. Donna didn’t give her a chance to finish. She simply grabbed Taylor’s hand and pulled him out of the room.
Once they were outside, Taylor decided to question Donna’s strange behavior.
“What happened back there Donna?” he asked.
Donna shook her head. “I can’t believe her,” she said. “Dad left only a few months ago, and she’s already dating other guys.”
“Donna you can’t get mad at her. She’s probably lonely,” Taylor said.
“Then she should have never left Dad,” Donna said angrily.
“Donna be reasonable,” Taylor said. “Your parents decision to separate was made by both of them. Your mother didn’t leave your dad.” He paused. “And Jake seems like a pretty nice guy.”
“Nice?” Donna said. “Nice?! He looks like a god damn child molester!”
“That’s harsh Donna,” Taylor said. “At least give him a fair chance.”
“You don’t understand,” Donna said with a sigh. “You still have both your parents.”
“True,” Taylor said. “But ...”
“Nevermind,” Donna interrupted. “I don’t want to talk about it anymore. Let’s go back to your house and watch a movie or something.”
“Okay,” Taylor agreed. “And don’t worry Donna. Things will get better soon.”