A Good Girl In A Bad World [Taylor Lautner Love Story]

A Good Girl In A Bad World [Taylor Lautner Love Story]

Casey Matthews knows what it feels like to have your whole world flipped upside down. Life is hard, especially when you have one that a normal seventeen year old doesn't deserve. With her dad dead, and her mom ditching her only a year ago, Casey is left with her three year old sister, Bella, who is her full responsibilty now. Casey's life sucks... That is, until her long lost best friend shows up.

Chapter 2

"But you only get so many do-overs in this life, so many chances to, if not change your past, alter your future."

I swiftly picked up the glass plate and began cleaning it with the soapy dish rag I was holding in my other hand. I looked down at my hands and immediately made a face when I realized what they looked like because of the water. It honestly shocked me that two people could use so many dishes and cups in only one day. As if on cue, my back started to ache from how long I was standing over the sink.

As I placed the last plate in to the opposite side of the sink, I felt a small tug at my shorts. I looked down to see Bella standing there with a questioning look on her face. "Casey, what are you doing?"

I smiled at her, while not helping but to notice how cute she looked today. "I'm cleaning. What are you doing?" She ignored my question and continued on with her previous thought. "Why do you clean so much?" A small laugh escaped my lips. "Because if I don't, the house will get dirty." She pondered in her head for a few moments before letting a simple 'oh' out of her mouth.

She continued to linger there, looking down at the floor. I glanced over to the clock and realized it was only six. A small sigh escaped my lips- for what? I'm not exactly sure. Realizing that Bella wanted something, I leaned over, placing my hands on my knees. "Did you need something, Bells?"

She looked back up to me; her light blue eyes piercing into my dark brown ones. "Will you color with me?" I smiled at her, reassuringly. "Sure."

We made our way to her room, and grabbed her coloring stuff. I handed her over a coloring book quickly. "You can pick what picture you want first." She took the book from my hands and began scanning every page, giving each one deep consideration.

I couldn't help but notice how much I sounded like a mom. It was depressing to know that I was already raising a child, even though I was only seventeen. It was like I skipped a whole chapter of my life. But not only was it depressing for me, it was sad to know that Bella would never have an actual mom. I was all she had, and that wasn't even close to what she actually needed. I will dread the day when she's old enough to really understand, which I knew was going to be sooner than I wanted it to be.

I snapped out of my thoughts when two small hands came into my vision. "Casey!" I shook my head a little bit, bringing myself back to reality. "I'm sorry. What did you say?" She placed the coloring book in my lap. "It's your turn to pick." I quickly flipped through the Hello Kitty pages, and ripped out the first cute picture I saw.

Bella suddenly held her picture up to my face. "Isn't Hello Kitty so pretty?!" I couldn't help but laugh at the excitement in her tone. "Yes!" I said, giving her my best 'duh' voice.

I set the markers and crayons out in front of us. Bella wasted no time throwing her hand toward the pack of crayons and pulling out the pink one. Another small laugh escaped my lips before I began coloring myself.

Bella rambled on about the most pointless things this world had to offer. It was funny how something that was completely stupid in my mind, was the most important thing in the world to her. A smile made it's way on to my face at the thought. I wish I could be as carefree as Bella was.

Suddenly, there was a loud pounding at the front door. Both Bella and I jumped from the sudden loud noise that interrupted the silence that fell around us. We both exchanged glances. Nervousness was written all over her expression, while I was just truly curious. Who would knock on our door? I lost all my friends a while ago from having to take care of Bella all the time, and everyone in the neighborhood knew that we lived here alone. It was surely someone who was wondering if we needed our grass cut- trying to make quick money, or maybe a little kid selling something.

When I opened the door, I stood there, frozen, staring at the person standing before me. Were my eyes playing tricks on me, or was I really just going insane?

"Hey there, Case!" His teasing tone was obvious.

"How did you find out where I live?" I asked, the shock never leaving my voice or face. Okay, so I wasn't losing my mind.

"What? No nice seeing you here?" His mouth slipped up in to a charming smile. "That's okay, I'll let it slide this time. So are you going to let me in or not?"

I continued to stare at him with wide eyes, looking like a complete idiot. Realization finally hit me, and I seemed to find my voice again. "Taylor, what-"

"Excuse me." He cut me off from finishing my question by lightly pushing me to the side and stepping around me. I watched him as he walked over to the couch and plopped down on it.

"Taylor? You... I mean... Huh?" I stumbled over my words. It seemed like I couldn't get them out fast enough.

A small smirk played at the corner of his lips. "Sorry, Case, I'm only fluent in one language."

Even though I wanted to glare at him, I couldn't bring my dumbfounded expression to change. "Wh-What are you doing here?"

His smirk suddenly changed in to a mock offended look. "Ouch! Who ever taught you how to treat your guests?"

I finally got over the shock, and my expression changed in to an irritated one. "You're not a guest. I didn't ask you to come here, you invited yourself."

His smile only seemed to grow bigger. "That was a low blow."

I didn't know why I was acting the way I was towards him. Maybe it was because I haven't even talked to Taylor for years, and then one day we accidentally run in to each other, and now we're all of a sudden best friends again? It was like to him, nothing changed at all, even though so much has.

"How did you even find out where we lived?" I asked, realizing that he never answered my previous question.

His amused smile turned in to a mischievous one. "That is a secret that you will never find out."

I crossed my arms over my chest, growing more and more annoyed with him as the seconds went by. It was obvious that he was enjoying my frustration, because a small chuckle escaped his lips.

"You haven't changed at all."

His words threw me off guard. I opened my mouth to ask him what he meant, but before I could get anything out, Bella rounded the corner. It was obvious that she was wondering where I was. When she saw Taylor, she froze completely.

She stared at him, and he quickly threw her a huge grin while waving his hand once. She ignored him, while quickly walking over to me and hiding behind my legs. Like I said, people weren't her thing.

I turned around and crouched down in front of her to see different colors all over her face and hands. I groaned and laughed at the same time. "Oh, Bella! What in the world did you do?"

"I was coloring! Markers are prettier than crayons!" I was surprised at first that she even said anything with Taylor in the same room. It must have slipped her mind.

I stood up straight and held out my hand. She took it without any protests. "Come on. We have to go give you a bath." I left the room with Bella by my side, not caring to give Taylor a second glance. I'm sure he could find something to do to occupy his time.

I grabbed Bella a pair of her pajamas and made my way in to the bathroom. I adjusted the water, making sure it wasn't too hot, and plugged the drain, letting the water start to fill the bathtub.

"I don't like Taylor." Her sudden words shocked me, and it took me a minute to gather my thoughts together.

"Why not?" It was funny how I didn't know if I liked Taylor or not either, but when someone else said it, I couldn't help but feel bad for him. After all, he was my best friend when we were younger.

"Because he's going to take you away from me." My heart sank in my chest. It turns out Bella was more hurt than I thought. "He would never do that, Bells."

"Yes huh! He said he was your best friend! But I'm already you're best friend! You can't have two best friends!" She said, her voice squeaking as it got higher from her sudden rant.

A smile spread it's way across my face. "Don't worry, Bella, I would pick you as my best friend over him any day. Besides, I think he's a little crazy in the head." I told her, while making a funny face during my last sentence. She giggled, letting her worries slip from her mind.

"You know I can hear everything you say, right?" I turned around to see Taylor leaning against the door, casually. I blushed, realizing that he heard what I said about him. He didn't seem to take it personal though, considering there was a smile on his face.

I walked over to him and slightly pushed on his chest, causing him to back up a little. I held my finger up, telling him to wait, before closing the door, leaving him standing there. I quickly turned around to Bella and stripped her from her clothes and set her in the bath water.

I opened the door again to find Taylor sitting in the hallway, while leaning back against the wall. I walked back over to the bathtub, grabbing the shampoo and body wash, and also sat down on the floor.

"I'm not crazy, by the way." Taylor said, while laughing.

I ducked my head in embarrassment. "Yeah, sorry about that."

He went silent, not bothering to respond. Even though I wasn't looking at him, I could tell that his eyes were on me. I continued to keep my gaze on Bella, trying to control the urge to ask him what he was looking at. His staring was making me uncomfortable.

"Casey, don't push me away. Just give me some time, a week tops, and if you still don't want to be friends with me then, I'll leave you alone."

My head snapped in his direction, and my eyes met his. I suddenly felt guilty for treating him the way I did before. He was just trying to be friends again, and I was treating his like he was a pest. I nodded my head, not being able to find my voice.

"I never forgot about you, Case. I thought about you every day, to be exact."

"I can't say that I didn't either." I said, while turning my head away from him. It wasn't exactly the easiest thing to say.

Silence fell around us and I brought all of my attention back to Bella, who was looking at me with curious eyes. Even though she was was too young to understand who Taylor even was, I knew that she knew that I was different when he was around.

"I owe this to you, Casey."

I could already tell that this was going to be a long week.


Yes, I know this story is slow, but I promise it's going to get better! :D Thanks for all the comments and votes on this story. I really honestly wasn't expecting it, so I was pretty surprised. So thank you! :] Oh, and sorry for any mistakes! I didn't feel like rereading it because I stayed up all night writing it, and well honestly, I'm kinda lazy. :p But anyways, please comment and tell me what you think? :D

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