Taylor swift adoption story

You learn my secrets

MADI'S POV

Over the next few days my mother beats me like clockwork as soon as I wake up and after school I feel like each beating is erasing the love I have for her bit by bit I can't even recognise her anymore shes like a stranger. 

And as for my dad I barely see him and if I do it's only for a brief moment before I run up to my bedroom or out the door. The only thing that keep's me going is the fact that I will be seeing Taylor in a few days. 

Taylor started calling me regularly after school which is amazing her voice always lifts my mood and make's it a slight bit easier to keep fighting through the pain and suffering my mother has caused me. And after Taylors calls I call Halle, I still havent told any of my friends I'm in contact with Taylor even though I really really badly want to.

My friends at school have clearly noticed a change in me, my bright happy slightly reserved personality is now replaced with a silent one, they try and try to get the truth out of me but I know I can't tell them without them getting the police involved which would mean I can't go to the concert this weekend and I have to be there so as much as I want help I have to stay silent. 

But around Taylor I force happy emotions into my head so my old personality will carry me through our converstaion, before it disapeares again after I hang up. 

I also need to make it to this weekend because I'm finally meeting Halle for the first time, we've been talking everyday for almost a year and were finally gonna meet. Were going to meet up before Sydney night 2 and then hang out the next morning to de brief before she flys back to Brisbane and then I stay until tuesday so I can go to Taylor on the Monday.

After school on friday night I come home and to no surprise get beat by my mother, but the pain she inflicts on me doesnt hurt nearly as bad as the first times. The first time it stung so hard I was drowned in not only my own thoughts of self worthlessness but also my mothers which tore me apart, it left me in sorrow for days but now the beating only make's me cry for a few hours at tops and then I'm be somewhat alright its like all my emotions are gradually being washed out of my system and soon I won't be able to feel anything. My mother has only been beating me for 5 days now and I don't know if it will ever stop or get worse or better but I assume she won't stop she has found a rhythm it's like I'm her own punching bag and she's addicted to beating me.

After my mother beat me, like usual I run up to my room and cry for around and hour before Taylors regular call come's through, I quickly wipe away my loose tears before picking up.

"Hi Taylor," I say trying to sound as cheery as possible. "Hi Madi, How was your day?" She asks in her usualy cheery voice. I tell Taylor about my day pretending that I got some good results on some of my tests and me and my freinds went to the library to study at lunch, in reality I sat with my friends at lunch and didn't talk at all, but I didn't get a good result on one of my tests so that wasn't a lie. 

Taylor was excited to hear my news, but we quickly moved on to a different topic.

"Your coming to Sydney this weekend aren't you?" Taylor asked I could still hear the smile in her voice, "Yeah, I'm so excited to see the show again," I said.

"Yeah I'm so excited to see you there! What nights are you coming?" She asked. Nights i know i went multiple nights in Melbourne but what do you think i am made of money? I though to myself "I'm coming Monday night but were flying up tomorrow because it smy Aunties birthday" I say as butterflies start to dance around my stomach.

"Ok, do you want to come early again and we can hang out before the show?" Taylor says and my jaw drops I know I've been talking to Taylor every night after school but I didnt think i'd get to meet her again "Really?!" I say as the butterlfies start to speed up.