Are We In The Clear Yet?: A Taylor Swift Adoption Story

Chapter 2: A Horrible Night

Chloe's POV:
"WHERE ARE YOU BRAT!" Mrs. Jones yells. I hide under my bed and I hear her footsteps. I feel trapped and scared. She bursts in the room and I feel like she's going to find me. "COME ON BRAT! LET'S GET THIS OVER WITH!" She yells. She pulls my hand and pulls me out of under the bed. Then she hits me. Hard. Really hard. I can't say anything otherwise I would be beaten more. She hits me one final time and it's the hardest one. Then everything goes black.
I wake up, I scream, I'm sweaty and I start crying. I see Taylor's silhouette burst in the room. She comes over and pulls me into a hug. I cry into her shoulder and cling to her like I'm going to be taken away, which, I am. "Shhh. I'm here. You're okay. She can't hurt you." Taylor says. She rocks us side to side and sings 'Safe And Sound'. After a while, I stopped crying but, I'm still very scared. "How about I sleep with you tonight?" She asks. I nod and she goes to the other side of the bed and climbs in next to me. She pulls me closer to her and sings 'Never Grow Up'. I fall asleep in her arms and she never lets me go.
Taylor's POV:
I wake up to a piercing scream from my guest bedroom which, is basically Chloe's room while she's here. I immediately get up and rush to her room. I open the door to see Chloe sitting in a ball with the duvet cover scrunched under her feet, sweaty and tears streaming down her face. Her silent cries make my heart break. I knew she had a nightmare about Mrs. Jones. I go over to her side and pull her into a hug. She's sobs into my shoulder for a while and I rock her as I sing Safe And Sound'. She's clinging to me really tightly so I'm guessing she thinks she's going to go back to the orphanage. After a long while, she stopped crying but, you can still see fear in her eyes. "How about I sleep with you tonight?" I ask. She nods and I go to the other side and climb in the bed and move closer to her. I pull her closer and I start to sing 'Never Grow Up'. She fell asleep in my arms and I don't move my arms. I hold her close so she knows that I'm still there and that she's not alone.