I ran, as fast as I could to my dorm room. I had no idea if Taylor was there, and if she was it didn’t really matter. I wanted to be alone, mostly because I had no idea how to talk to her about what was happening with me. My first thought was to call my parents, because they had always been so great at listening to me, and it was my father who knew more about what was happening to me than anyone; however, just as soon as that thought came, I was reminded of how impossible that dream was, and the tears began to fall.
I paced back and forward by the elevator trying to stop my tears from fallen, but it didn’t work, I was triggered and there was no coming down from this one. Suddenly I felt warm hands wrap around me pulling me into their embrace. I knew who it was before I looked at him, beca
