As Winnie picked up her phone to respond to Taylor, she felt the floor shake slightly as the door swung open. She looked up to see a tall man she hadn't seen before glaring back at her as if she had just done an injustice to him. She could only assume that he was another man that her mother had brought home.
Some were nice, and genuinely thought that they had a chance with her mother, so they tried to build a bond with her as if her mother's relationship had ever lasted more than 2 weeks. Others did unspeakable things that Winnie spent years replaying in her head, things that still haunted her, and things that would haunt her for the rest of her life. And others were physical, they would angrily beat her for no apparent reason, just for his and her mother's enjoyment
"GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY HOUSE" The intoxicated man screamed at Winnie, making her jump up from her phone.
"Uhm.. this is my room, I live here" Winnie whispered, scared to offend the man
"Does it look like I give a fuck? Because I don't. I want you out, NOW, before I make you leave"
This had happened before, Winnie had been kicked out of her own house, but that was before she was known. Before she made music. Even imagining photos of her on Twitter, covered in bruises, wandering the streets of LA at 1 in the morning, made her want to throw up in a toilet and never leave the house.
"I, I can't, if they took photos of me then I-" Winnie desperately tried to plead with the stranger in her house, who had taken on a strange authority figure
"Oh, I get it," The man said with a smirk on his face
"Get, get what?" Winnie said, silently begging the man to go easy on her with whatever he was going to do
Without warning, the man lunged on top of Winie, grabbing her through and picking her up, and off the bed, leaving aggressive, wine-colored stains all over her body.
"You think your some big shot huh? You think now that your Miss. Album Of The Year Grammy winner that you can just parade around doing whatever you want?"
As Winnie tried to speak up for herself, the tall man cut her off by sending a brutal jab to her stomach, and another one right to her throat, knocking the wind out of her. And before she could catch her breath, the man wrapped both hands around her neck and shoved her against the wall. Watching her hang at his mercy.
"Now, are you going to be good, and get the fuck out of this room, or am I going to have to make you" The strong man said, enjoying watching her squirm
Quickly weighing out her options, Winnie decided that she would rather have the tabloids speculate about her abusive mother, even if it meant she had to take the backlash from society and her mother, than have the tabloids say that she was dead
"ok, ok I will can I pack, pack a bag? Please ill just be ten minutes" Winnie said, through gasps, trying to conserve what air she had left
"good, ill be counting downstairs, any minute over, and I will have you 7 feet under so quickly," the unknown man said in a threatening tone, before disappearing out of her room, and within earshot, kissing her hungover mother.
Rushing to cover up her quickly forming bruises with concealer, Winnie was making mental notes of where she could stay.
She could try to get a hotel at the last minute, but the only places that would protect her name were high-end hotels, but those were all booked last minute and the only friends she had really made in the city were Phoebe, Gracie, and Taylor, which she had all officially hung out with once.
She knew that Taylor would technically let her in, but she didn't want to cause the woman trouble, plus it was nearing 1:30 AM, and she was probably asleep.
"Have a good night y'all" Winnie said, sprinting out the door and avoiding eye contact so as to not draw attention to herself.
picking up her phone to respond to Taylor, she felt a wave of guilt wash over her, she had left the woman on deliverd for around 4 hours.
Me
IM SO SORRY 😭 I DIDNT SEE THIS I'VE BEEN KINDA BUSY ALL DAY IM SOO SORRY
Me
But anyways lol, I'm good, just wandering the streets of LA, how are you doing?
Winnie texted back, 'forgetting' to tell Taylor about everything that had happened.
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Hearing her phone ding, Taylor sat up from her spot on the couch, forcing her cat to move. Picking it up, and opening up the message from her new muse, she immediately started panicking with her response.
The one and only
You're fine, but what are you doing walking around at 1:30 in the morning? Are you alone? We have rehearsals tomorrow at like 12, what happened? And do not try lying to me.
Taylor was practically smashing her thumbs on the keyboard. She knew she sounded like her mother, but she didn't care. The girl was walking alone in a huge city, as a well-known, if not famous signer. Obviously, something was wrong
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Me
Your ability to read situations is incredible, but yeah I promise I'm ok, some dude kicked me out, OF MY OWN HOUSE THAT I PAY FOR?? Isn't that crazy? But anyway, I'm trying to find a hotel or like somewhere to stay, but don't worry I promise ill be at rehearsal! wouldn't miss it if it killed me!
Winnie said, trying to play off the situation, but just as quickly as she had press sent Taylor responded.
The one and only
Come over to my house, now.
Internally panicking, and not wanting to intrude on the girl even more she responded, trying not to push the older woman.
Me
No, no it's fine lol, even if I wanted to I'm like a 20-minute drive from your house plus I don't wanna interrupt your night anymore. Trust me I'm fine ill find somewhere to stay lol. Plus, you should go to bed.
The one and only
Im not kidding, send me your location, I'm coming to pick you up
Her stern tone made Winnie freak out, did she do something? Was Taylor mad?
Me
*sent location*
Me
I don't really have anything with me, also did I do something? Are you upset?
Me
Im really sorry, this really isn't necessary, I'm not trying to barge onto your night-in.
The one and only
Im coming to pick you up now, take a deep breath and relax, ill be there soon.
A/N
I really like this book lol, why is there, not a single phoebe bridges fanfiction out there, if u know some plz lmk. also, don worry this story wont only be Taylor, there will deff be phoebe and gracie
YOU ARE READING
Someday
Fanfiction"So will you?" "WOULD I?" IN WHICH Winona Cooper, a 15 year old girl new to the singing industry who just so happens to take exorbitant amounts of inspiration from Taylor Swift gets asked to join her as an opener in the U.S leg of the Eras Tour.
