Taylor was drinking at the Demon Heart gang's place. He was by himself and feeling lonely. I have nothing to do anymore… Taylor thinks to himself as he chugs a beer, feeling a little purposeless.

“Hey,” A voice calls out to Taylor's side. It was a young brunette. Taylor didn't know where she came from, but she was pretty. She was also very young… She points to Taylor's glass and smiles. “Buy me one?” She asks with a smile. She was polite. She expected the beer but wouldn't think much if she didn't get it.

“Can I see your ID, young lady?” Taylor asks with a smile.

“I can show you more than that if you buy me a beer, mister.” She says, the innocence and willingness to play dangerously arousing Taylor’s desire.

Taylor’s face flushes red. “Fuck, this is going to happen. I’m going to take you to hell, little girl, but you can’t tell anyone.” Taylor says with the face and intentions of a wolf.

“I’m willing to go for a ride. Forget the beer. Let’s go.” She says, signaling for Taylor to follow her.

Taylo lets out a breath and sweat begins to form on his forehead. He quickly chugs the beer and follows the young lady.

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Taylor had a headache in the morning. Not from the liquor, but from his idiotic mistakes. It hurt his mind to think about what he did. And the girl ended up to be 17 too. God fucking dammit… Taylor thought when he woke up.

He quietly got dressed and moved to leave. Taylor didn’t want to think about this night for the rest of his life. It was just a bad dream… Just a bad dream… He told himself. But he knew, deep down, that this would haunt him for a while. Oh, sweet Katie… Maybe in another life… Taylor thinks with a sigh as he closed the door.