Careless // Tayley Fanfiction

The Fall

Taylor

The anxiety burning through me made me want to run and find her over sitting in a car and wait for the possibilities. I couldn't wait around aimlessly searching while I knew what was happening to her or what I thought was happening. We didn't know where to go. Ritchie would hush me as soon as I opened my mouth to speak.

"It's almost midnight Ritchie. He's hurting her." My hand kept pulling at my hair out of nervous habit as my knee kept bouncing up and down.

"We're going to find her."

"How can you be so sure?! We've been driving around while you made calls in Spanish so I don't know what the hell you said! And you've been driving around all this long without telling me shit but what if we're going in the wrong direction?! What are we doing Ritchie?! Please I just want to find her!" I snapped.

It felt aimless being with him. I felt like I was wasting my time but it'd be even worse if I was alone. I needed him and as much help as I could get. The police were searching too but they wouldn't have anymore luck than we would. How could this happen again? I bit my lip and shook my head. He looked at me through the corner of his eye with concern. Every so often he would look at me like he wanted to say something then turn back to the road. He sighed and eventually spoke.

"Everyone is looking for her... I know some people going around the whole island. You love her to death and I care for her. We will find her and he's going to get what he deserves and you're going to bring her back home."

"I love her too much to lose her but a part of me already feels like I did. Look where we are again." Every memory was pouring over my eyes all at once. Every second I allowed to watch felt like a punch to my heart. All things I've cherished about her. All the little things she did the most to make me love her everyday. I couldn't describe the feeling of her being taken gave me. I felt so empty and ripped inside out. The fear I felt for her and never being able to find her in time was too much.

"Of course the worst possible thing had to happen the day we were going to go home. The day we could put this being us and start over. How much more hardship could she take?"

"She's pretty damn strong for what happened and the lifestyle that you guys have. Constantly moving around with everyone in your business..." My phone kept going off in my lap as he spoke. Every second a new message, text message, call, instagram dm, and twitter. Everyone asking me questions, distracting me but none of these messages could tell me where she was. "I want to say I could promise you she will get out but I don't want to lie in case..." We both grimaced. "A woman like that doesn't go so quickly. It takes a hell of a lot of strength to break someone like her."

"What if you're wrong?" I wanted to believe that she would get out of this okay but I couldn't shake that ache that she wouldn't. That the fight would be over and none of this chasing was even worth it.

Squinting, looking forward again, he frowned. "Basta ya. Stop it." He corrected himself. "We'll get her."

 I pressed against the back of my seat and waited. He cleared his throat before speaking again. "You still want the gun I gave you? Why'd you give it back?"

"She wasn't comfortable with me having it." For the first time, I actually paid attention to where we were. There was barely any houses. Just the road in front of us. I didn't know what he was following.

"How convenient." He rolled his eyes. I shifted uncomfortably in my seat and he cleared his throat after several minutes. I didn't want to pester him but was afraid to ask questions and pissed him off. He noticed my body language and spoke up. "We've been illegally following every car that was reporting stolen around the time she went missing. The cops thought we should sit back and let them do their job but obviously," he rolled his eyes, "look who got here first. Anyway, there weren't that many cars reported but one did look pretty close in relation to Hayley. That's the car."