Switching sides

38

A bit shorter then I wanted but I wanted to give a few more chapters.

Camila

Breathe.

In

Out

Five things you can see-

The toilet paper roll, sink, tile, door, light.

Four things you can hear-

Running water, laughter, birds, music.

Three things you can feel-

My cardigan, the tile floor, my heart.

Two things you can smell

Tay's banana bread, my perfume.

One thing you can taste-

Fear

I breathe in and slowly exhale, my eyes shut as I put my head between my legs. I can do this, and I don't need help. I need to breathe. Life is better. He is locked away and won't come after me.

  Why do I feel he's in the crowd outside the bathroom door? There's no way he's there- it's just my imagination.

Stop

Breathe, breathe

*knock knock knock*

"Ocupado," I desperately call outs

I need a little more time to get my thoughts in order, and I can do this. The crowd is not that big- I don't want Taylor to think I can't handle a little get-together with her friends. There's only a handful, but way more than I was expecting. When I texted Bea and Haliee, they also brought friends who also brought friends that I had no idea who they were.

  I'm not complaining, especially since Taylor is having so much fun. I need to get my thoughts in order before I go back out.

  We're going bowling soon and having a movie night- it will be so much fun; I needed this normalcy.

"Cam- it's me," a feminine voice cuts through the door.

Shit, she's not supposed to know about this little incident I'm having- none of them. They have been happening more recently, and I needed it to stop. I couldn't keep trying on her nor put the burden of worrying about this.

"I'm fine," I call out

I can push through this. I make myself off the floor and look in the mirror- my eyes are slightly bloodshot and red.

Shit

"I'm coming in," Taylor announces

Before I could lick the door, she pushed it open and stepped inside, shutting it behind her.

"Tay-

"Camila, it's okay," She says, pulling me into her.

I don't bother fighting her cause I know it will help. I wrap my arms around her and press my face into her neck. I close my eyes and breathe. Focus on passing.

"Is it the number of people?" Tay asks

I slightly nodded my head, and she tightened her arms around me.

"It won't be like this forever, and we'll keep working through this," she hums

I'm so thankful for this woman in my life. Any of my exes would have told me to 'suck it up' or that I was being dramatic. I've never had someone care for my mental health more than Taylor does.

I honestly don't feel like I deserve hee sometimes.

We stayed like that for a while before Taylor pulled apart and pushed my hair behind my ear.

"It's not forever; you are healing from all the emotional trauma you have out there with." She smiles and squeezes my hand.

"Are you ready?" She asks

"Yeah," I say, taking a deep breath in

I got this

We exit the bathroom, and she pulls me along with her hands intertwined- she doesn't bother dropping my hand either since it's just her friends around, and she's come out since the court hearing. I snort slightly, remembering that day.

"Taylor, I fully support what you want to do- but I cannot back this up," Scott says through the phone.

"Dad, I understand that, but this is what I'm doing- and you're going to have to forgive me 'cause it's happening," Taylor says, pushing her hair back.

"Scott, you have to understand that this is more than just coming out; she's in a relationship and wants to live her life, not Heidi it from the public," Andrea says, tapping Taylor's knee.

"I understand that, but the team says no," Scott says

"Dad, it's happening- I don't care what anyone says- it's my label- my career and my life," Taylor says, slightly annoyed.

I slip my hand into hers, and she instantly drops her shoulders.

This is stressful enough as it is, but to also have to convince the team to Agree is outrageous. It's her life.

"Taylor, what if we cut half the attendance at your next tour because of this?" he scoffs

"I don't care- I don't want them there if they are mad about MY sexuality. " she raises her voice

Scott sighs on the phone.

"Dad, I'm doing it, and that's final," Taylor says. She hangs up the phone

Tree, who's sitting on the couch across from us, sighs.

"I have a post written up. I need your approval," she says

Taylor nods and grabs the phone that Tree passes to Her.

"Love is love. It will always win. " she reads the tweet out loud.

"Did you write this?" Taylor asks tree

"Yes Mam" tree smiles

Taylor breaks into a laugh and passes the phone back.

"Love you, Tree, but no way- I'll handle it," Taylor says, pulling out her phone.

She opened Instagram and hit the story button. Before I can process what's happening, she wraps her arm around me and kisses my cheek, and I hear a snap.

"Wait, what?" I gasp

She's already typing something in and giggles.

"Introducing my girlfriend- Camila. Who knows, maybe I'll write a song for her." Taylor smiles and hits the list

"Holy shit," I gasp.

She did post that.

"Well, alright then," Tree laughs.

Scott worried for nothing because that day, Taylor's sales tripled in numbers.