Tampa.
Beautiful Tampa.
The Beatles on a budget had officially made it to the third city of the tour, Tampa Florida and by this point, Winnie was bouncing off walls. This group of people were not just co workers, they were family. She had become so comfortable with these people she had forgotten about her miserable life.
Phoebe, Gracie, Taylor, and her were like a family, and she was the youngest child. The crazy, hyper one everyone and worried for. Taylor bought those little round things you put on tables for their tour bus because Winnie kept getting amped up and ramming into things.
The three girls were giving Winnie all the love and attention that she never received in her own home. Her mother texted her every now and then but to be honest she had stopped craving the attention she once longed for from her mother because... well she had it. If she was feeling needy for love, she simply walked ten feet over to get it.
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Taylor was a true mother, maybe Gracie and Phoebe were older, and looked out for her, but Taylor was a MOM. She was especially strict on being physically and mentally prepared for all that came with touring. That meant weekly workouts, going to bed at 10, eating healthy, and everything else that came with touring.
Time and time again Winnie protested, she was in, and going to be in some of the greatest cities in the world, wasn't going to start getting ready for bed at 9.
Every-time Winnie protested, she was shut down. She tried not to protest to much, even thoguh she was trying to give herself grace, she still carried the burden of being on tour with Taylor, every movement she made, every breathe she took was being funded by Taylor and by doing anything to add extra work to that was outrageous.
This particular night, Winnie suggested they have a gas station night.
"When I was like 6, every Friday my dad used to randomly show up and take me to the gas station. We would spend like thirty bucks on whatever we wanted and eat like pigs in the back seat while we caught up. It was the best part of my week, we would blast music and roll all the windows down, we should all have a gas station night!" Winnie spat out at a million words a second
"YES!! And every Friday we can do this, like team bonding!" Phoebe agreed
"Pfft, team bonding?" Taylor rolled her eyes, "We literally live together, I spend every minute of my life with you guys, and I will for the next like five months. Im pretty dure were bonded. Also, getting a bunch of junk foods and staying up late is breaking two rules in one night. I wouldn't even be ok with ONE."
"Whatever mom, let's go to bed" Gracie stood up and Winnie and Phoebe followed suit.
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Looking at the pitch black ceiling, and feeling the vibration of the bus, Winnie wondered how she was going to live witho-
"pss"
Winnie buzzed out of bed out of fear, and stuffed her head in her pillow, pulling her blanket over her head.
"Its us" Gracie and phoebe incoherently whispered in the darkness
"Lets have fun for once, who cares?"
"I don't know, obviously I want to go out but Taylors doing me such a huge favor and It feels like a betrayal if I go against something she specifically asked me, US, not to do."
"She wont feel betrayed if she never finds out" Phoebe held her hand out in the dark like she was the devil.
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"AND BABY EVEN ON OUR WORST NIGHTTTT.-
-IM INTO YOU"
Phoebe was aggressively speeding and Grqacie and Winnie were turned to one another, screaming their lungs out, driving to seven eleven.
"WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO GET?" Winnie screamed to Phoebe
''I CANT HEAR YOU"
"I SAID, WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO GET?" Winnie screamed again, annunciating each syllable
"A SLUSHIE.. DUH" Phoebe screamed inaudibly back to Winnie
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The three girls had been standing, as the miserable cashier rang up their items for at least two minutes. Before she left, the thought of calories had been in the back of her mind, but now as she truly saw how much food they were getting, It was slowly creeping to the front.
She though Taylor know something was up, but Taylor didn't really know what it was, and she didn't want to push the poor girl to tell her anything she didn't want to. She was already grappling with so much that she didn't want to be the person to tip her over the edge.
Winnie knew this, and had been hiding, excusing, and creepign around her eating behaviours around Taylor, and so far she was doing well.
"Will that be all?" The worker groaned with an expressionless face
"Yes! Thank you!" Gracie stuffed her hands with snacks and waddled out of the 7/11.
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1:32 AM, that was the time.
They weren't even supposed to be awake at that time, let alone in a parking lot drinking a 'blue razz' slush.
"Guys can we go inside now, im kind of getting scared" Winnie sipped on he rdirnk in the back seat
"relax.. that girl goes to bed at 9pm, im pretty sure she's not gonna hear us come in, were good" Phoebe comforted the girl
"Yeah, and even if she does catch us what is she gonna do?" Gracie added
"Can we please just go in, I want to go to bed" Winnie pleaded
"Fine"
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As the two girls crept up towards the tour bus, a small chill crept up Winnies spine. Not the icky, fast kind. The slow, full body shiver kind that slowly drove you crazy, she only got those when something bad was going to happen, it was like a sixth sense.
Noticing her discomfort, Gracie reached out her hand to Winnie
"I promise you everything is fine, she's not going to catch us"
Shes not going to catch us, shes not going to catch us, shes not going to catch us, Winnie repeated to herself for comfort.
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Finally, Phoebes hand was on the door, and what the other girls felt like was nothing, Winnie was having a full blown panic attack over. She never disobeyed anyone, EVER.
As the door slowly crept open, the three girls were met by a scowling black figure on the other side
"where the FUCK, have you been?"
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Erm hey.., im trying to keep up with this but i cannot promise when the next updqate will be but I do see every comment you guys leave and they do make me feel immesnly guilty.. im obssesed with ethel cain rn but i need to go tf to bed so goodnight and feel free to ask qesutiosn, LOVE YALL!!!
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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.
