I knew Tyler was going out with Jaiden. I just didn't know he's come home drunk. I saw him stumbling from our bedroom window.
"T-taaaaaaayyyy, I'm hooooome!"
"YOUR GOING TO SLEEP OUTSIDE TONIGHT!" I screamed at him. How could he? I'm absolutely terrified of him right now.
(Authors note: Taylor's dad was an alcoholic and abused her and her siblings.)
I heard him banging on the door. I texted Toby.

Hey I need you to come over

Ok. Be right over

Dont come in through the front door. Tyler's drunk

Will do. See you in 15 minutes

I sighed. Fifteen minutes alone. I started crying.

***

"Hey."
"Toby!"
"Whoa, I've never seen you cry before."
"No one except you and Tyler can know about this."
"Know about what?"
I smiled.
"You're the best."
"Hey, we can have a sleepover. Like before you and Tyler were married."
"Alright."
"TAYLOR! Who the FUCK are you talking to?!" I jumped .
"It's that bad?"
"Yea."
"Come on, we can blast your music really loud and dance on the counters."
I hooked up my music to my old speaker and started blasting Panic! At The Disco. We danced all night until we forgot about Tyler outside. We made a mess in the counter with our muddy shoes, but I didn't care.

***

"T-taylor?" Tyler whispered. He cried. "I'm so sorry."