Chapter 2



Taylor

“Taylor, sweetheart, can you get the mail?” my mother yelled from in the laundry room.

I was sitting on the couch skimming threw a magazine, barely reading it. So why not, “Sure Mom,” I yelled back into her and got off the couch.

I flipped threw the mail wondering if there was anything good. Bills, bills, survey. Then I saw it, the same envelope I have been getting over and over. No return address, just my name and address. I felt clammy inside before I even opened it, “I left it on the table Mom,” I yelled as I put the rest of the mail down on the kitchen table.

I took my letter and headed to my room. I sat down at the desk in the corner and put the envelope down. I stared at it for a while not wanting to open it. It’s from that guy, the same guy that sent me about thirty other letters. Each one making me feel more uneasy and more disgusting. Some of the stuff he wrote I couldn’t even say out loud.

I opened it anyway, knowing I had to know what was in it even if it made me feel gross. I unfolded it slowly and I took a deep breath as I began to read. I wanted to be sick. This was absolutely the most disturbing letter to date. I felt like taking a shower. These were words just words and fantasies in someone’s mind and I still felt violated, as if he had just made me perform those acts.

I threw the paper down and just backed away from the desk. I had so many questions that I couldn’t answer and I was way to scared to tell anyone. I guess this one is just gonna join the pile of other letters he has sent me. “What are you doing?” Zac asked as be barged in the room, scaring the crap out of me.

“Nothing,” I mumbled.

“If your not doing anything, then what is that piece of paper on the desk?” he asked me coming next to me being his noisy little self.

I covered it quickly, not wanting him to see anything written in this letter, “Zac, stop it. It’s none of your business,” I just wanted him to leave me alone.

“Dear Taylor, How are you love,” he said in a mocking voice as he peered down trying to read the letter.

“STOP!” I yelled at him.

He stared at me for a moment completely shocked at what I just did. I shocked myself actually, that was so out of character of me. Then he got that psychotic look in his eye. “Is it a love letter Taylor?” he asked.

The yelling had left me, I don’t stay mad long. I just closed my eyes and prayed silently that he would just leave me to myself for a little while, “No, Zac it’s not, Please?” I begged.

“I miss you more than you can imagine,” he said in a high voice.

“Zac! Please?”

“Is it from a girl?” he asked his devious smile spreading from ear to ear.

“No! Just leave me alone Zac or I’m telling Mom and Dad.”

He stopped and stood their and I thought he might actually leave me alone when he turned around to walk away, “Fine,” and then being to fast for me to realize, he ran up tp the desk and grabbed the letter from me and took off.

I was after him as he ran from the room, “I can’t wait to show everyone that Taylor has a love note!” he yelled.

“Give it back to me. That’s not yours!” I yelled after him on his tail.

“Taylor’s got a girlfriend,” he sang threw the house.

“Zac, give it to me you little shit!” I just came out.

“What was that?” I heard my Dad’s voice say from around the corner.

He appeared and grabbed a running Zac by the collar. “Did you just swear at your brother Jordan Taylor?” he asked me sternly, causing a trapped Zac to stick his tongue out at me.

“I’m sorry,” I apologized, “He just took something that belonged to me and I’m trying to get it back and he wont give it to me.” I was trying to explain it without having to tell him what it was.

“That doesn’t give you a reason to curse at him, ok?” he said pointing a finger from his free hand.

“Yes, sir.”

“Now Zac, what are you doing taking Taylor’s things?” Zac smiled at him nervously.

“I came in and Taylor was swooning over this love letter and he wouldn’t let me read it!” he whined.

“That’s because it’s private,” I whined back.

I wanted to go back into my room and crawl under my covers. “Zac, how many times have I told you not be in other people’s things?” my father glared at him still not letting him down from his collar.

“A lot,” my father started to talk again when Zac yelled over top of him, “But that’s not the reason Taylor didn’t want me to read it. He didn’t want me to read it because it’s a dirty note,” I almost feel over.

I felt myself growing hot. I was mortified that my little brother read it and I was even more embarrassed that now I’m gonna have to try to get out of this one with my father. He turned his head slowly and looked at me, “Dirty? What do you mean dirty?” he asked Zac but looking at me.

“Really, really dirty. Taylor was talking about his weiner!” my father’s eyes almost popped out of his head.

“No, no, no! I didn’t write it!” I yelled putting my hands over my face.

I felt like crying, I really did. How was I gonna explain this without telling him? “Give me that letter, now!” he said threw clinched teeth.

“Dad, no please!” I said reaching for the letter.

He turned his body away from me so I couldn’t grab the letter. I knew he was reading it by look in his eye. I squeezed my eyes shut and almost broke down in tears right there, “uhmmm...” my father’s throat cleared and I couldn’t bring myself to actually look at him, “Zac, I need to talk to your brother about this, ok? Please, go in the other room,” he said quietly.

“Umm... is Taylor in trouble?” Zac’s voice asked sounding more concerned then anything.

“No, he’s not. I just need you to go into the other room.” my father’s voice was low and Zac didn’t give him anymore problems and went into the other room leaving me and him alone in the hallway.

“Come on,” he said gently, wrapping his arm around my shoulder.

He took me back into the bedroom and closed the door behind him. “Sit down,” he instructed me and then he grabbed the chair from my desk, pulling it up right in front of me and sitting down.

“Who sent this to you?” he asked me. I kept my head down and shrugged my shoulders. His hand found my knee and I finally made eye contact with him, “Taylor this is serious... if you know who sent this to you, you need to let me know.” “I don’t know.”

“Your positive?”

“Yeah, it came in an envelope with no return address...” I felt so dirty talking about even just the envelope with my father.

“No return address?” he sighed and ran his fingers threw his hair. He was silent for a moment and then looked at me, “Taylor did you read this?” he asked me.

I nodded. It was embarrassing admitting that to my father, but I did it anyway. “Dad...” I choked up and I felt the my throat close as the tears began to fill my eyes. I didn’t realize how scared I really was and have been since those letters starting coming, “do you think he is gonna try to...” I began to cry.

“Taylor, he is not gonna hurt you,” my father said firmly taking my face in his hands.

I started to cry just a little and my father pulled me to him, letting me cry on his shoulder, “I will never let anyone hurt you,” he whispered to me.

I nodded and he just held me a little longer. He finally pulled me away from him and I started to feel my breath return to normal. “There are other letters, Dad,” I told him wiping my eyes and my nose on my shirt.

“Other letters? You got other letters from this man?”

“Yeah, I’ll get them for you,” I got up from my bed and opened the bottom draw of the desk.

I pulled out a folder and took the letters out that I had stashed in there. “These are all of them Taylor?”

“Yeah, Dad, that’s all of them,” I sat back down on the bed and my father skimmed threw them.

I thought he was gonna be sick for a moment, but he quickly got up from the chair. “Anymore letters, give them to me immediately and any other weird things start happening you have to let me know, ok?” I nodded and he came back over to me, “Taylor I’m serious ok? I don’t know who he is, if this is a sick joke or if he this person really wants to hurt you?”

“Ok, Dad,” I smiled at him as he touched my cheek.

“I love you Taylor, I want you to be safe. I’m glad you told me this.” he leaned down and kissed my forehead.

“I love you too Dad.”

He turned and walked away from me towards the door, “I will take care of this. Don’t you worry about any of this.”

“I wont Dad,” I told him and he closed the door behind him. I wanted to not worry about this, but I know I couldn’t stop myself.


Isaac

I drove down the winding rode, getting just a little closer to the clearing by the lake. It’s usually a place people go to and fool around, but I think it’s peaceful and serene, so I’m just taking her there to talk. “Isaac, are we going where I think we are going?” Shawna asked me tilting her head with a smile.

I winked at her as I smiled back slyly, “Depends on where you think we’re going?” I teased her back.

She laughed throwing her head to the side, “If you think you’re getting lucky Mr. Hanson then I hope you brought us a lot of alcohol,” she joked back and couldn’t help but get a little excited over that comment.

I laughed at her comment as I pulled up to the clearing. There wasn’t very many cars, but there were a few here and there. I pulled up to an area were their was no one near by. The first thing I did was lock the doors just incase there were some psychos running around. I do have a beautiful lady in the car. “You look beautiful tonight Shawna,” I told her.

She smiled at me as she turned beat red, “Would you stop it,” she was so cute when she blushed.

“What?” I asked her leaning closer and taking her hand in mine.

“I just get embarrassed,” she laughed nervously.

“You have nothing to be embarrassed about.”

She gazed into my eyes and I felt like I was melting in her deep caramel colored ones, “You really think I’m beautiful,” It was more of a statement then a question.

“Of course why wouldn’t I?” I told her stroking her hand with my thumb.

“It’s just that... well your Isaac Hanson and you could have any girl in the whole wide world and you want me. Just a regular old girl from Tulsa,” I couldn’t believe what she was saying.

She was more then just a regular girl from Tulsa. She was a wonderful person on every level inside and out. If either of us should feel inadequate it should be me, “Ummm, your more then that to me and so what if everyone knows my band and stuff that doesn’t mean any of those girls want me. Besides, I see the way people look when we are out together. They’re all thinking what is that awkward, ugly guy doing with a knock out girl like her,” I was scared to show her my insecurities, but sometimes they were too close to the surface and I just couldn’t hide them.

“You are not ugly!” she said seriously.

I laughed a little, “Ok, I think you’re the only one that thinks that.”

“I’m definitely not, but I’m your girlfriend and my opinion should be plenty.”

“It is. I just wish that you could be with a studly, handsome man, you know?” I smiled depressingly at her and moved my eyes down.

I felt her hands slid up my chest and pick my face up to look at her, “I am with a studly handsome man,” she whispered.

Wow, she thinks I’m studly. That was a big boost of confidence. I can’t wait to go home and tell Zac and Taylor that their big bro has a hot girlfriend who thinks I’m studly, “So what did you take me here to make out?” she said changing the subject.

“No, I came here to talk,” I told her honestly.

Making out was a wish, but I wasn’t gonna push anything, “Sure you did. And you just dressed sexy for the hell of it?” she giggled pointing to my peach colored velvet shirt.

I looked down and looked at my scrawny body and looked back up at her and laughed slightly, “You think this is sexy?” I couldn’t believe, not only was she hot, but she thought that I was sexy.

“Yeah,” she blushed slightly and put her head down, “I think you are sexy.”

“Really?!” I asked her too excited.

“Yeah,” she told me. “This is really embarrassing.”

“You shouldn’t be embarrassed. I think it’s awesome that you think I’m sexy because I think you are such a fox,” she giggled.

“Oh , Isaac,” she laughed and she just wrapped arms around me and hugged me.

I just let her laugh as I enjoyed the sensation of her body close to mine, “Shawna, can I kiss you?”

“You don’t have to ask permission, but yes...” she told me.

“Your cool with kissing a braces wearing, long haired geek?” I asked her before I moved in for the slam dunk.

I couldn’t believe that I might actually get a little tongue. Oh man my bro’s are gonna be so jealous, “Just get over here,” she demanded as she pulled me practically on top of her.

I kissed her gently as I readjusted myself on top of her. Once were both comfortably in the passenger seat, I dove deeper into our kisses. I felt her hands slide around my back and she pulled me into her chest our bodies as close as they have ever been.

She tasted sweet, almost like strawberries and I just wanted to taste as much as I could get, but I didn’t want to choke her with my tongue either so I tried to calm myself down. In fact I tried to calm myself down completely because I felt myself stiffen slightly from the friction of our bodies. I knew if I could feel it so could she. I pulled away nervously, to adjust myself, “I’m sorry, Shawna,” I said breathlessly trying to move my body so I wasn’t invading her threw her pants.

“No, it’s totally ok Isaac. I don’t mind, really,” she said and one of my eyebrows shot up involuntarily.

“Really?” I smirked.

“I mean, I don’t mind cause it’s a natural reaction, but I don’t want you to think that I have sex or something all the time. I’m pure I swear. Listen to me I’m Babb....” I cut her off by placing my mouth back on her.

She responded immediately falling into me. I thought I would be sly and make her and myself as comfortably as can be in my hot little car. I reached over and pulled the lever to lower the seat back only I didn’t expect it to go down that fast. “Ahhh,” she yelled as she feel completely back.

“Oh sorry,” I said lowering my self down with her, “I never used the passenger seat before, you know?”

She gave me a look and I rethought what I said, “Wait that sounded really wrong. I mean like this a new car and no has lowered the passenger seat or anything...” both of us were nervous, obviously.

“Isaac?”

“Yeah?”

“Don’t talk, just kiss me,” she didn’t have to tell me twice.

I kissed her softly again. This time I decide to be gentle and tease her in the best way I could figure out. I wasn’t exactly experienced in sexual situations. I flicked my tongue in and out of her mouth slightly. I licked her lips just a little and finally when she pushed her tongue in my mouth in a rather frustrating manner I began sucking on it gently, “ughhh,” she said involuntarily and I pushed my hips into her just slightly.

That was the hottest noise I have ever heard from her, or any girl for that matter. I pulled away just enough to look down at her beauty. She was breathing heavier and she had lust in her eyes. I brushed her curly hair out of the way and went down nuzzling my face in her neck, “Mmm,” she moaned as she played with my long hair.

The moan she just emitted made me take harmless nibbling bites, “Mmm god,” she said her back arching once again.

My hands found the front of her shirt. I wanted to unbutton it and take off that bra of hers and admire breasts in the flesh for the first time. I mean I have seen my mothers but... Ahhh no I will not think about my mother when I’m actually getting some. That’s so gross.

I was nervous and I knew I should just do it, but I didn’t want to insult her or make her feel like I was a pig. I pulled my mouth away from the little spot on her neck that I was sucking on, “What’s wrong? Why did you stop?” she asked closing her eyes as her chest rose and feel like she had just ran a mile.

“Uhh... I was wondering.... ummm.” I was so nervous what if she called me an asshole.

“What? Just spit it out, Ike” she sounded impatient.

“Can I undo your shirt?”

“You stopped to ask me that?” she laughed, “Of course, now get back here you sexy thing.”

We continued right where I left off only this time my fingers were slowly undoing each button of her shirt. It didn’t take long for her shirt to be completely undone and me to be face to face with her laced covered breasts. I had to touch them. My hands felt them gently as I moved my mouth down to her collar done and shoulders, “Mmm Isaac, god lord,” I started pulling her bra straps down getting more and more excited.

“Isaac wait,” she said sitting up slightly.

“What’s wrong? Did I do something wrong?”

“No, no, it’s not you. It was wonderful. I just... I never kissed anyone before so this is all new to me and I don’t want the first time a boy sees me topless to be in a car ok?” she looked like she was scared that I was gonna say no, but of course I would respect her wishes.

Besides, she is a lady and she shouldn’t be doing this stuff in a car. “Maybe you can come over on Friday, my parents will be out and so will my brothers so we will have the house to ourselves,” she told me as she raised her eyebrows just verifying what I thought she was hinting to.

“That would be really nice,” I said getting off of her and going back to the drivers seat. “Thank-you Isaac,” she told me turning my head and kissing me again, “That was really sweet of you.”

Man was I the man or what?

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