new years day (a tayvis fanfiction)

the accident

taylor swift's pov

travis and i have patched things between us but it still seems to be a bit tense around the house. i'm not sure if it's me or it's something else that's bothering him and he won't tell me anything.

i was making breakfast like i do most mornings and gracie was playing in the living room. i heard her little feet run to the hallway and assumed she was just going to her room to get more toys. then i felt a slight tug at my skirt and i looked down to see a teary eyed toddler. "daddy won't come play." her lip trembling.

"i think daddy is just sleepy. he has a big game today and needs his rest." i bent down and placed a kiss on her cheek and wiped her tears. she then ran back to the living room to continue playing.

breakfast was ready and i started to get worried because travis was usually up by now. i set gracie up at the table and went to check on him. "trav?" i stood in the doorway. he was laying in bed staring up at the ceiling. "babe are you okay?" i said again, thinking he didn't hear the first time.

"im fine." he mumbled. "oh okay, well breakfast is ready if you're hungry, you should probably eat before the game." i said and walked back to the kitchen. he was worrying me, for the past few days he hasn't been as active as he usually is.

gracie and i finished eating and travis never came out. i made him a plate anyway and put it in the fridge. "mommy, i want daddy." gracie whined. "baby girl i know. daddy just needs his rest okay?" i tried to keep her from crying. we put bluey on and cuddled up on the couch.

soon travis finally got out of bed. i noticed he was slightly limping down the hallway. "daddy!" gracie squealed and ran towards him. she wrapped around his leg and he made a strange face. like he was in pain. "trav what's going on?" i stood up and helped him over to the couch. "tay i told you, im fine." he didn't accept my help.

travis soon left as he has to be at the stadium early. i got gracie dressed in the cutest chiefs jersey and put two red hair bows in that had travis's number on them. i live vicariously through dressing gracie, she has more clothes than me at this point.

the whole drive there she watched bluey on her ipad. i was against the whole ipad thing my mom insisted she needed one. i'm glad it keeps her occupied but id rather her not be an ipad baby.

we arrived at the suite and i said hi to brittany and some other friends. gracie and brittany's daughter sterling quickly became friends a few months ago and have been inseparable ever since. im glad she has a friend here because clearly a two year old has no interest in football.

the first and second quarters went really well. travis was a bit slower today but i didnt pay any attention to it. britt said he's probably just having an off day.

"gracie do you see daddy?" i picked her up and pointed to travis. "dada!" she giggled and pointed.

halftime was over and the third quarter began. travis had the ball and was about to get a touchdown when he fell. the entire stadium went silent. my heart dropped to my feet. he just laid there. i quickly handed gracie over to britt and ran as fast as i could towards the field.

i've never done sports so you could assume that i was out of breath by the time i made it to the field. security tried to tell me i wasn't allowed but i just yelled at them and the eventually let me through. "travis!" i screamed.

i knelt down next to him alongside a male doctor. "please baby." a choked sob escaped me. he was laying face down so i had no idea what happened. he was breathing, that's good. "travis please im right here." i placed my hand on top of his. a few doctors lifted him up and he winced in pain.

they loaded him into the ambulance but i was told i couldn't ride along. so i quickly got in my car and speeded to the hospital. i called britt on the way and told her i would pick up gracie from her house later.

at the hospital they quickly took travis back for surgery. nobody would tell me anything. i sat outside of the room for what felt like forever. i just cried and felt like everything was my fault. i stressed him out and he got hurt because of it.

eventually he was out of surgery and placed in a regular room. i was allowed in. he was asleep but i just sat there next to him until he woke up. "i love you, im so sorry." i took his hand.

the doctor soon came in to speak with me. "hello ms. swift. so i have some news. he tore a few muscles in his knee and shattered his knee-cap. the worst part is, he probably won't be able to play football for at least a year." he explained. my heart hurt for travis. football is everything to him. what is he going to do with his life?

the doctor gave me an opinion whether i could break the news, or the doctors would. i knew he would be angry either way, but i decided it's better for me to tell him.

      i was sitting on the chair next to his bed when he woke up. "hey trav." i said and smiled. "what happened?" he asked and looked around the hospital confused. i took a deep breath before answering, not knowing how he would react. "travis you tore some muscles in your knee and shattered you're knee cap." i took his hand and watched all the emotion drain from his usually smiley face.

      "what? what about football? what am i going to do?" he squeezed my hand and tears poured down his face. "they said you're gonna need about a year to completely heal.." he let go of my hand and just stared at the wall. the tears continued to stream down his cheeks. i wanted to give him a hug and tell him everything is going to be okay but i don't think he wants that right now.

     "you have got to be fucking kidding me!" he yelled. i had never seen him so angry before. i was scared so i stepped out for a moment so he could let it all out.

    the the thin white door i heard him say terrible things about himself. football is everything to him.

     a few moments later once i heard silence i came back in. i saw him turned over on his side. "trav.." i placed my hand on his back. "taylor i can't do this right now. please go home." he muttered.

    i was hurt that he didn't want me with him. "trav please don't shut me out. i wish you would've told me that your knee was bothering you before the game. we could've prevented this." i tried to get him to let me stay.

    "well we didn't prevent it and look where we are now. i'm gonna get cut from the team and im never gonna play again." he hid his face with the blanket. i didn't know what to say so i just gathered my things and left.

     they said he needs to stay the night just to watch him and i can come pick him up tomorrow morning. i then arrived at brittany's house to get gracie. "mommy!" she squealed and ran over to me. when i picked her up she immediately laid her head down on my shoulder. "someone is sleepy!" i rubbed circles on her back.

     i thanked britt than loaded the sleepy toddler into the car. "where daddy?" she clutched her bluey plushie and looked at me with big eyes. i didn't want to lie but i also didn't want to worry her. travis often goes away for games that we can't make it to so it's not like she's not used to it. "daddy has some football meeting tonight and we are going to get him tomorrow." i said. she looked upset. "but, my tea party?" her lip trembled and her eyes became watery. travis had promised her a special tea party just the two of them.

      "why don't we have a tea party? i promise we'll save some cupcakes for daddy." i smiled hoping to stop the tears about to pour out of her eyes. "fine.." she mumbled, clearly still upset.

    when we arrived home she was too tired for a tea party anyway.

    i went to bed shortly after tucking her in. i felt so alone. i stared up at the ceiling wondering if it was my fault. if i had just pushed him to tell me what was wrong this wouldn't have happened. he was limping for god sakes. why didn't i take a hint.

authors note:

erm i may have just stirred up some drama