Chapter 26: It's Too Confusing
August hung up the phone and looked over to Ellie, who was looking at the pictures on the bookshelf.
Chapter Twenty-Seven
© 1997 August_Mayer@hotmail.com
"Sorry about that."
Ellie turned back to August
"Don't worry about it."
"Ok. It was my friend. He's in New York. He's very loud."
"Yea, I can tell. I heard him." she laughed.
"He's coming in a week, which should be cool. You can meet him. I told him I had company, and he made me describe you."
"Really?"
"Yea. You'll like him. Trust me. He's really cool."
"Ok. Hey, I had better go. I told Jen I'd be home at about 4. I'll see you tomorrow, ok?"
"Ok. Bye Ellie!"
"Bye!"
Ellie climbed off the bed and left. August got up and walked to her computer and logged online. She had mail. She clicked on the mail icon and opened her E-mail box. The box was nearly full. She read the subject lines. They were disturbing. "He's mine", and "you're going to die" and others were the common subjects. She didn't want to waste her time, so she deleted any emails with those subjects. She noticed an E-mail that had a different title. She clicked on it. It was dated way back in July. Before all the problems.
Subj: hey, its me
Time: 7-10-97 12:07:05 Central Standard Time
From: bballtay@hotmail.com
To: spacey1011@aol.com
August~
Hey. I miss you. I know you've only been gone for two days, but I really miss you. I don't know when you'll read this, or if you'll ever read it. I love you. I don't know what I'd do if I lost you, or if anything happened to you. I'll be at the airport when you come back to New York. Just look for me. Just be careful. I have something to ask you when you get here, but I'm going to wait until you come. If you ever need to talk, I'm here. Or if you need a shoulder to cry on, that's my job. I have AOL IM on this computer. Not AOL, just the Instant Messenger. Heres the name: DocShoes7.
Love Always
Tay
August's eyes filled with tears. She printed it. The next E-mail was also from Taylor. It was dated for that day. She opened it.
Subj: open me
Time: 9-24-97
From: bballtay@hotmail.com
To: Spacey1011@aol.com
Go check your real mail.
T.
She thought about it for a second, logged off AOL, and ran upstairs. There, sitting on the counter, was an envelope, addressed to her. She picked it up. She took it downstairs and opened it. Inside was her bracelet. The one that Taylor had given her, a cassette tape, a letter, and a picture. The picture was of August and Taylor. One she had never seen before. She remembered when it was taken, but had never seen it. She put it in a frame and set it on her nightstand, along with the others. Then, thinking for a moment, walked to one of her boxes, and pulled out a picture album. She turned to a familiar page. The page contained a picture of her and Taylor when they were five years old. August took the picture out and looked at it. A piece of paper fell out of the album. It read, in sloppy handwriting: "To August. You are my bestest friend in the whole world. I'll miss you a lot. Love, Taylor."
This sent August into tears. She put the picture into a frame, and the note in another one. She set them on her nightstand and stared at them for awhile. She sighed. She glanced at her clock. 4:15. Hmm. She walked over to her phone and picked up the receiver. She pulled Lindsay's phone number out of her pocket and dialed. It rang twice before anyone picked up.
"Hello?"
"Hi, is Lindsay there?"
"This is Lindsay."
"Oh. Hey Linz, its August."
"Hey girl! Whats up?"
"Not much, Sorry I didn't call about the mall or whatever. I had to set up my room. And then a girl that just moved in came over."
"Oh, don't worry about it. It ended up that I had stuff to do too, so I couldn't go anyways."
"Ok."
"So, whats new?"
"Well, not much. I just finished putting up pictures. I found one of me and Tay from when we were like, 5. And He sent me something in the mail. Its another picture, a note, my bracelet, and a cassette tape. I haven't listened to the tape yet."
"You have to listen to it! And then you have to let me listen to it."
August could almost see Lindsay smiling. She laughed.
"Sure, you can listen to it. Maybe you could come over tomorrow. I think Ellie is coming over too, so you could meet her."
"Ok, that's cool. I could probably be over there at, hmmm, noon I guess. Is that ok?"
"Yea, that's fine."
"Ok. Hey, I gotta go now, but I'll see you tomorrow!"
"Ok, bye Lindsay!"
"Bye August."
August hung up the phone and smiled. She walked over to her desk and sat down. She clicked on the AOL icon and waited for it to load. Once loaded, August logged on. She wanted to see if there was anyone online to talk to. The modem connected, and she heard the annoying AOL guy with "Welcome....You've Got Mail!!!". She sighed and opened her E-mail box. More hate mail. There was no one on, so she decided to read some. She opened the first piece. The subject was a simple. "Hi." she opened it, hoping it wasn't hate mail. She was half right. It read: "Hello August. You don't know me. Just wanted to let you know that you don't have many fans right now. How dare you go and take Taylor away from all of us. Why would you want to hurt so many people? He's not yours, he never will be. He's ours. So leave him alone, or you'll be sorry."
She gasped. This made her mad. She closed the mail and glanced at the mails that followed. They all looked the same. She deleted them and closed the box. An Instant Message popped up. It was Taylor's IM name.
Spacey1011: hi
DocShoes7: hi
Spacey1011: how are you?
DocShoes7: fine
Spacey1011: that's good
DocShoes7: yea, I guess.
This was a dull conversation. August took a deep breath.
Spacey1011: I heard that you're coming home.
DocShoes7: where'd you hear that from.
Spacey1011: Zac
DocShoes7: figures
Spacey1011: what?
DocShoes7: nothing
Spacey1011: no, come on.
DocShoes7: never mind
Spacey1011: whats wrong Tay
DocShoes7: nothing
Spacey1011: why won't you tell me
DocShoes7: because nothing is wrong.
Spacey1011: yes there is. Why won't you tell me?
DocShoes7: will you stop asking me that?
August was getting annoyed.
Spacey1011: not until you give me an answer
DocShoes7: what if I don't want to
Spacey1011: why won't you?
DocShoes7: why should I? You wouldn't care anyways?
That caught her off-guard.
Spacey1011: that hurt Tay
DocShoes7: oh well. The truth hurts.
Spacey1011: yea, it does. You're a jerk Taylor Hanson. I hate you.
Spacey1011: I'm sorry for caring.
That was it. She couldn't stand it anymore. She started to cry. She printed the IM for proof. She was going to call Zac later. Once it was done printing, she logged off. She flopped onto her bed and cried. She glanced up. The pictures of her and Taylor were right there. She pushed them to the floor. That was it. She slowly sat up. The envelope from Taylor was still sitting on the desk. She slowly opened it again. She poured the remaining contents onto the desk, and sat down. She took the tape and put it into her walkman, and hit play. After a few seconds of silence, she heard Taylor's voice. He was singing a song that she had never heard. This is how it went.
I'm sorry if I made you cry
I'm sorry if tears fell from your eyes
I'm sorry if I hurt you
For that was not at all what I intended to do
But just remember
For every tear that falls
From your eyes
Two tears fall from mine
I never wanted to hurt you baby
I never wanted those tears to fall
I never wanted to make you cry
I guess I should have taken a little more time
For every tear that you cry
Two tears fall from mine
For every tear that you cry
Two tears fall from mine
For every tear that you cry
For every tear that you cry
Two tears fall from mine
"Yea Tay. I'm sure you're crying right now." she muttered
"I really doubt it, after what you just said." she whispered as more tears came.
She couldn't listen to anymore. She just cried. She couldn't take it. First he was so nice, then so mean, then nice again, then extremely mean. It was confusing. She shook her head and cried. As she was sobbing, her phone rang. She took a deep breath and tried to calm down before answering.
"Hello?"
"August."
"Taylor. I don't want to talk to you."
She hung up the phone. It rang again.
"Hello?"
"Please."
She hung up again. It rang once again.
"Taylor! I do not want to talk to you. Can't you get that through your head?!"
She hung up again. She laid back down and cried. The phone rang again.
"What." she answered, sobbing.
"Aug, I'm coming over." it was Lindsay. She hung up quickly.
August smashed her head into her pillow and sobbed.
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