What died didn't stay dead

Chapter 2

Olivia's POV:

"Taylor!" I swung the door open and practically jumped right into taylors arms. "Livi" she exclaimed right back, holding me without complaint as I wrapped my legs around her. As soon as Lisa, Daniel and Gracie left I was a mess. Even though I promised Gracie I was ok and yesterday was just a shitty day, I still cried and sobbed for hours. 

It was until about 45 minutes ago I realised Taylor would be here soon and i didnt want to look horrendous in front of her so I forced myself into having a shower while I again, sobbed my eyes out to my everything Gracie x Everything Taylor playlist.

 I then threw on my eras tour jumper I got from Taylor and a pair of nike pro shorts, since it was late spring. I didn't bother with makeup or hair, instead opting to throw my pin straight hair into a thick plat and throwing it over my shoulder. 

"Ahh babe i missed you so much" she sits me down on the kitchen counter, still holding her bag. "So how's my favourite person of all time doing?" she questions. Standing in between my dangling legs. "meh" I replied and tuck my head into her shoulder. 

This is one of the things I love most about taylor. When I'm with her I can just forget about everything and be myself, whether that is crazy, psycho laughing my brains off or sad, depressed and too tired to get out of bed. Taylor and her music were always there for me.

 The fact that I could tell her anything and everything. Of course with Gracie I can too, it's just harder because of our parents. "Oh no princes why?" she asked, worrying. "No, nothing. I'm just sad about Gigi leaving."I mumble into her shirt. "Oh I know sweet girl, but it'll be ok mmh? Gracie is 1 phone call away and I'm always here for you ok baby?"She reassures me. "

Yea i know, thanks tay, i love you" i stretch my arms out to signify. "I love you more"she chuckles at me and kisses my forehead. "Ok, i'm going to put my things away and make us some lunch?, what are you feeling like?" she questions while she takes off her navy blue spezials and tucks them away into the shoe cabinet.

  "Ooo how about chicken nuggets and chips" I smile up at her hopefully with puppy dog eyes. "Sure" she smiles and ruffles my hair when she walks by to the kitchen. "Should I order it from somewhere or do you have stuff in your freezer?" she questions opening a pantry. Great, our pantry that is probably filled with empty weed packets and 1000 bottles of vodka. 

"Um nothing in there" I chuckled awkwardly and closed the half opened cupboard. It was one thing having abusive parents but getting the police involved with illegal substances in our home would only mess up things for everyone in my life. "Everything ok sweetie?" her voice laced with concern from my abrupt closing of the cupboard. 

"Yea nothing but empty shelves, we probably have to order" she looks at me nods but is clearly not buying whatever 'lie' i so very clearly had going on. Thankfully a noise coming from my phone pulled us out of our little awkward staring contest and I walked over to the couch and jumped on it. Looking at the contact info it said; From: sIsTa incoming facetime call.

my eyes instantly lit up as i immediately pressed the answer button. "Gracieeee" i yell out when the phone connects. "Hey livvyloo!" Grace's sweet voice I haven't heard in ages rang through my phone. I smiled sweetly at her. "I miss you" she crooned through the speaker of my phone. "I know i miss you too" I chuckled not wanting to cry again. 

"How's Tay?" she questions. "TAYYY" I called her from the living room. "Yes sweetie" she replies from the kitchen. "Gracies on the phone, she wants to say hi" I say. "Ooo I'm coming, gimme a sec" she runs into the kitchen, seconds later. "Gracie!" she screams. "Taylor!" she matches her loud energy, when they start catching up.