Our Small Miracle - Adopted by Taylor Swift

Part 35

Taylor's POV

I looked closer, realizing how pale Harper's mom was and how her lips had no color. No way she has just found her mom dead, and she thought she'd been sleeping for 3 days... Who's been feeding my baby? I showed Travis, who immediately jumped up and added to the car. I followed, taking his phone and calling the police.

I made sure to keep Harper on the phone because she seemed distant and not herself. I could see her grabbing the small  amount of powder from her mom and inspecting it. "Harper, put that down!" I yelled in worry.

She brought it closer to her face for a better look and started asking questions about whether she could eat it. Poor baby was just hungry. "HARPER, I MEAN IT, PUT THAT DOWN!" I yelled.

I watched as she flinched behind the camera and dropped the small bag. When she noticed the powder on her hands she went to lick it off. "Harper, no! You can't eat that!" I told her, and she froze and looked at me.

"It's on her face, though." She whined, and I sighed.

"Come meet us at the door; we're almost here.Leave the bag there." I told her, and she nodded and ran downstairs. By the time we got there the cops and ambulance had also arrived. I watched as they shoved Harper aside and ran inside and upstairs. Travis quickly scooped her up and held her close to him.

I could hear him comforting her while I wiped all of the powder off her hands. She looked terrified, and she was so thin. She's never really been the average weight for her age, but I could tell she hadn't eaten for a good few days. The police soon came over and began asking questions about Harper, whether she had any relatives, and how we knew her.

"I'm sorry for yelling at you, Harper; I'm just trying to keep you safe," I told her, brushing my thumb over her cheek. She nodded a little and reached over for me. I took her into my arms and watched her curl into a tiny ball. Thankfully, we had picked up some food for her on the way, so I gave her a happy meal and space while she ate it. I didn't want to ask too much and stress her out.

I could also tell she needed to change her clothes and that she had an accident because her pants were soaked, but I wasn't going to make her feel bad about it by bringing it up. I just took her to her room and helped her pack her stuff before asking if I could get her into some pajamas. We had been given permission from her social worker to take her back into our care immediately.

"You're going to come back and stay with us. Is that okay?" I asked, using a softened tone knowing that she must be so confused and sensitive at that moment. She nodded and hugged me. "Forever?" she asked.

"Yes, baby, forever," I told her. I changed her into some pajamas, then picked up her stuff and held out my hand for her to take. "Come on, let's go to the car," I told her, but she shook her head hesitantly.

I could see her zoning out and I knew what this meant. We had tried hard to help her learn to let us know when she wasn't feeling great and needed a minute or something, but sometimes, she did go too far from reality..

"Baby, look at me. It's okay I'm here. Whatever is going on in your mind is completely valid, and I understand that it's scaring you, but I can help you with it." I told her softly, slowly reaching out for her and bringing her to my side. I watched as her gaze shifted to me. I noticed the tears in her eyes and the speed of her breaths increasing.

I quickly moved to be in front of her, now on the floor and holding her hand. I saw her shaky hand reach out, and she placed it gently on my chest. She does this sometimes to follow my breathing without listening; she just has to focus solely on the rise and fall of my chest. This is something we had taught her gradually. "Yes, that's it, baby, focus on me. You're perfectly fine." I told her, still keeping a tight grip on her other hand.

I made my breaths more evident  to her, and she let go of my hand before placing it inher other hand. I nodded and continued to encourage her. Eventually, she practically threw herself at me and hugged me. "I okay," She told me.

"Good job.You were so brave, and you calmed yourself down all by yourself. I'm so proud of you for using the techniques we showed you," I told her as I kissed her cheek. We had accepted that these flashbacks were an almost daily occurrence in her life, and it was easy to realize that if she couldn't stop them, we could at least teach her how to get through them.

We finally managed to leave the house and return to Travis' and my place. We got harpers things back in her room and then had some dinner before deciding to sit down and talk to her about what happened. We knew she probably wouldn't understand but we didn't want to hide anything from her.

"Okay harper, we want to talk to you because we don't want you thinking that your mommy left you alone for 3 days on purpose. Your mommy was very sick and no one knew that, okay?" I started. She frowned and nodded, climbing over to sit in Travis lap.

"Harper, we're going to talk to you like a big girl okay because this is serious." Travis added and I could see the stress on her face.

"Baby your mommy died, that's why she was sleeping." I told her. I had no idea how else to put it other than to just say it as it is. She nodded and looked up at Travis.

"I already knew. They told me." She said, clearly she didn't properly understand that she genuinely won't see her again. I sat beside them both and placed my hand on her shoulder.

"How do you feel about that?" I asked. She is so hard to get through to and I wanted to make sure that she understood her emotions. She shrugged and just tried to get away from Travis so that she could color.

"Okay well if you ever feel sad about it you can tell us." Travis added. She nodded and ran to the table in front of us, grabbing some paper and crayons. We decided to just tell her when she's older because clearly she didn't understand. As long as she wasn't grieving and not telling us I was fine to drop the subject temporarily.

A/N

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