Guitarstring Scars

Prologue

Flashback to my mistakes
My rebounds, my earthquakes
Even in my worst lies
You saw the truth in me

-Taylor Swift, Dress

Never had she thought this day would come. Of course she had , somewhere in the back of her mind, remembered that there would be a baby in a few months, but she had never thought she would have to say goodbye to the one person that had kept her safe for all these years. Yes he had been her guitarist , but also so incredibly much more.

All those things went through Taylors head as she waited for Paul to come to her home studio, for the last time, for now at least. Today would be the day on which she would meet her New Bassist. Paul had assured her they would be one of the best, taught by his own brother , who he had learned from years ago.

As always Tree was by Taylors side , for a meeting like this and as always she could tell how nervous the blonde was. "Hey , it'll be fine Taylor, you know Paul wouldn't leave you with someone he thinks isn't 110% capable of playing whatever you need them to and play all the songs on tour. I'm sure he will be perfect for the job and hey maybe he'll even be as nice to look at as Paul"

At this Taylor couldn't help herself but smile. She had never quite understood what her publicist found so hot about Paul. Of course he wasn't ugly, no one was, but he was never Taylors type. With his broad nose, his warm brown eyes and his frosted tips he had always filled the role on a protective older brother, if not even father figure.

They're relationship had developed over the past 10 years he had worked for and with her. He had been there for her and with her whenever she got her heart broken, she had a writers block or just needed someone to rant to about her problems, she had even planned on delaying her tour when she heard of his wife's pregnancy but he had refused and instead spent the past 2 months searching for a replacement or himself, which apparently now he had .

The superstars thoughts were rudely interrupted ,when the front door opened and closed,, low voices sweeping through the corridor, leading to the living room , she and Tree were currently occupying. She was currently Staying in her Los Angeles house, just at the edge of the valleys surrounding the huge city. The house was small and didn't attract much attention , or in other words, it was perfect to meet someone in private, especially since it was yet to be discovered by the media.

Taylor took a deep breath, playing with the ring on her left hand , a habit she had picked up whenever she was nervous, and that was an understatement at this point. She smoothed over her freshly straightened hair one last time before the face she just all too well knew entered the room.

As per usual Paul was dressed in a pair of jeans and a loose vintage shirt. He entered the room and broke a smile while hugging the two women as a greeting. Ever since he had handed in his resignation he had become more and more comfortable with hugging as a form of greeting, which neither of the two women minded in the slightest.

"So where is the gentleman that will attempt to fill your footprints?" Tree asked grinning rubbing her hands together. "Actually SHE is just getting out of her shoes " he grinned, while also stepping aside , revealing the women behind him. And what a woman she was.