Never Grow Up | a Taylor Swift adoption story

*+* If im dead to you why are you at the wake *+*

TW- Abuse,Self-harm & eating disorder

Allie's POV

As we pull up to the home I can't help but think about what it's gonna be like now,it's the longest I've ran away for yet it's only been a few hours.Walking up to the door with the police officer feels surreal,I'm still trying to register in my mind the events of the day but as Jack answers the door, I'm suddenly snapped back to reality.Watching him put on an act of kindness for a police officer makes me sick to my stomach,it's so clearly fake yet they don't realise that - how?

After a few minutes of him talking with the police officer pass by he closes the door and I begin to walk away,before he has chance to do anything this time however I suddenly fall to the floor as Ashley trips me up. As I'm about to pick myself up off the floor,I'm stopped by a sharp kick to my rips,followed by another kick to my stomach.

About to burst in tears I collect myself and get up off the ground running to my bedroom where I'm met by my little sister in her bed,asleep.I'm relieved she's back and safe,however as I'm sat there on my bed I notice the bruise on her face that wasn't there before.I feel immense guilt come over me as I realise that it's nobody's fault but mine that she has that bruise. If it wasn't for me,she wouldn't have that bruise.Why am I so stupid? Why can I not do anything right?

Feeling sick,I rush the the communal bathroom and position myself over the toilet and throw up the little contents of my stomach, before standing up and splashing cold water on my face.I slowly walk back to the bedroom,hoping I don't get seen by anybody - especially Jack at this moment in time, once I make it back to the bedroom I collapse onto the bed slowly falling asleep, the one thing that no matter what Jack and Ashley can't take from me.

Taylor's POV

As I finish up in the recording studio, I can't help but think about that encounter with that girl from before,there was something off about her and I'm not talking about how distressed she was,if I'd lost my sibling when I was her age I would've acted the same but there was something else. As she was taken to the police car she was scratching at her hands,picking at the skin around her nails while we were sat down - I just hope she's okay.

I picked up my phone and decided to scroll on TikTok when I came across the same video from earlier that I had commented on, deciding I'd rewatch it properly - this time around I noticed something or more like someone, my heart dropped as I realised it was the same girl I'd met earlier today.

Allie's POV

Waking up from my sleep to screams and shouts coming from the kitchen downstairs and my sister not being there,I decided to take my changes and I walked over to my makeup bag,taking a blade out.

I sighed knowing what I was about to do, a brought the blade to my wrist and pressed down,sliding the blade over my once smooth skin, although it hadn't been smooth for almost five years. The pain I felt created a short lived sense of relief,but suddenly the sound of a notification appeared on my phone, I'd received a dm on TikTok - clicking on it my jaw dropped when I saw that it was from Taylor Swift.

I decided it's best I don't click on the dm,it's probably fake,right? I quickly got up from my bed as my sister walked in, a dizzy spell coming over me, I grabbed the side of a desk for stability.I knew this was from not eating,but it's not that bad it's not like I've got an eating disorder or anything.

Walking over to my sister,I knelt down to her level as she excitedly spoke "sissy!sissy! My best friend was gonna go to see Tay Tay tomorrow with her sister but they both got poorly and they said we could have their tickets! Can we go? Please please please?" I had to stop my jaw from dropping after hearing that information however my excitement quickly went away,knowing that the answer from Jack and Ashley would be a definite no,but they would always let us go see our friends so, I guess Taylor could be my 'friend' for a day.

That night I was up till 1am sewing my sister a beautiful purple dress to wear and looking up how to do hair like Taylor's old curls,however when I finally went to go to bed,my name was called from the kitchen,I found Jack there with a knife in his hand. "Come here right now." I stared at the floor while slowly making my way towards him. "He held the knife to my neck,and said nothing until he brought it up to my face and quickly slashed it,not deep enough to injure me badly but bad enough for me to almost cry out in pain,although I knew I couldn't.

In the morning I sat up in bed,walking over to my sister and gently waking her up to help her get dressed,as she put her dress on I went over to my wardrobe to quickly change myself - I settled on some baggy jeans a white cropped shirt and the folklore cardigan, deciding it's try to look like how I imagined Betty to be,so I threw my hair up into two low buns with two small braids connecting to each bun,then I made my way over to my younger sister who did a small twirl to show off her dress and I picked her up and sat her down on the chair at my desk, and began to curl her hair.

Authors note

Sorry if this chapters not the best I tried my hardest with it and it's the longest yet,im gonna try writing longer and longer chapters but these first few have really been fillers because I've got some good few chapters coming up!