Day One - I am not Worthless, Chris is not invisible
Taylor felt his heart sink as soon as he saw the Bugatti pulling into the drive. Why is it as soon as Chris comes to be with him that that Mr. Bailey decides to show he knew the older man didn't approve, but did he really not approve that much that he needed to hurt his son?. Taylor understood that the man was only looking out for his son, wanting the best for him and so did he but was it really worth him slowly destroying Chris?. He knew Chris had attempted to talk to his father but he wouldn't listen so why was he here?. To drag him back, did this man not realize that Chris was more then capable of making his own decisions?.
Putting on a fake smile he watches as Mr. Bailey exit's the car, the look on the man's face already making Taylor roll his eye's. "Don't roll your eye's at me youg man" snaps the older man, Taylor's cheeks flushing a deep red of embarrassment he knew he shouldn't have been so childish but he couldn't help himself. "Nice to see you too Mr. Bailey" he tries to smile as he lean's against the yard's fencing holding out a hand to the older man. Mr. Bailey however merely look's down at Taylor's hand then up at him as if he was muck or a snake in his path.
"Are you here to see Chris?. I'll....." he doesn't finish his sentence as the other man holds up a hand to silence Taylor, as the younger man take's to folding his arms. "Actually I am here to see you Taylor. We need to talk about Chris and why you selfishly convinced my son to stay with you and your freak show. You are ruining his life Taylor, don't you realize that?". Taylor blink's his eye's widening slightly, finding himself stunned into silence, did this man really believe this?. Did he really think he would allow Chris to waste his life?. Of course he wouldn't. "What your saying is terrible. It's completely ridiculous. If you believe that I would be so selfish then you never knew me Mr. Bailey. I have tried to convince Chris that....."
The older man snorts as he point's at Taylor "Your a silly, silly boy. With a head full of dreams that will never come true. Your so like your father, stop being like him and wake up Taylor. Let Chris go, let him get on with his life, let him get on with what he's good at. His real life not this...pretend life you both have. Stop pushing me away as if I am the bad guy"
Tear's being to fill the corner's of Taylor's green hues as he finds himself straightening up taking in deep breaths, filling his chest trying to force back the tears stinging his eye's even as they begin to roll down his cheeks. "That's not how it is and you know it. This is about you and how you make Christ feel, how you force him to do what he doesn't want to right now. You know he lost his passion for show Jumping because you pushed him too hard and because of how you treat me" he pauses raising his hand's to his face brushing away some of the tear's. "It's also about how you make me feel when I am around you ok? I feel like I am stupid and I am worthless and I am never right or good enough for your son but do you know what I realised?. That is not my fault...that is not my fault...." turning away he run's his finger's though his hair.
"I want you to care....I want you to care about your son, about what he wants about how he feels....about how I feel. We both want you in our lives" taking a deep breath Taylor realises he has found his courage he's finally standing up to Mr. Bailey. "I don't want you to make his divided between us, like you need it to me you and Chris and then me. It's like you have accepted that's how it's supposed to be but that isn't the way it's supposed to be. When I am around you I feel like nothing and Chris he feel's invisible. That's why I dread when I know your coming here. That's why I don't want anything to do with you, why I try not to think about you because it reminds me that in your eye's I am just not good enough for your son. I know that's wrong, you should be part of our lives, of our future but your pushing yourself our Mr. Bailey" turning back towards the older man Taylor's eye's are red with crying.
"I need you to calm down....." Mr. Bailey's voice shaking. Had he finally started to understand?.
"No, no, no, I can't....It hurt's...please stop....I can't handle this....I can't handle Chris being gone....if that makes me weak...then fine I am weak....but I can't handle being away from him anymore....Mr. Bailey, I love your son and he...he loves me and you rejected me because you don't think I am good enough for him"