Taylor swift mother imagines

your bf cheats on you

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I opened the door halfway, and it creaked slightly. my vision was already starting to get blurry.

Fuck. I had run upstairs straight away when I heard the commotion coming from his room.

I already knew what had happened –I just had to see for myself. Jake had been distant, never wanting to hang out anymore and getting weird when I tried to be intimate.

I thought it was me, so I tried everything. I ate as healthy as I could, went to the gym everyday, and even bought a whole new wardrobe to look more 'put together' even though I felt uncomfortable.

I tried to be his dream girl but I guess it wasn't enough.

My heartbeat pounded in my chest, as my palms got sweaty with anticipation. I tugged on the sleeve of my chief's jumper I got from Travis, trying to calm myself down.

I felt my breath get quicker as I took In the sight in front of me. Jake was lying down in bed, arm wrapped around a girl's waist holding her close.

"Jake," I croaked, stepping fully into his room. He looked at me, eyes widening, filled with guilt and fear as he scrambled, to pull his clothes on.

He threw the girl, who was snoring softly next to him, off him. "Who is she?" I trembled, knowing I'd caught him. "Victoria," he replied awkwardly, scratching his neck.

Of course, Victoria Nelson. The IT girl at our school, every guy wants her. I was stupid for thinking Jake was different. He had put shorts on but remained shirtless, so he was just standing there, looking guilty.

My eyes clouded with tears, as I tried to not let them fall. I moved to lean against the wall, wrapping my arms around myself, trying to give myself comfort waiting for him to talk.

"Look y/n" Jake walked over to me, his hands moving frantically. "I'm sorry" he told me, emotionally. I was stupid, I'm so sorry love" he told me, standing in front keeping his distance.

"Was I not good enough for you?" I asked softly, barely able to meet his gaze. The man I once felt the safest with was now the person I could never trust again. I wanted to sob, scream, fight him even.

My heart shattered into a thousand pieces, the pain almost unbearable. His apologies blurred together as I took my phone out of my pocket, dialing my mom. Then, I ran down the stairs, yanking his house key from my pocket and throwing it at him.

"y/n what the fuck?" he yells, catching the key following me out.

"You know what?" I stopped at his door, mascara streaming down my cheeks. "Fuck you Jake, how could you?" i sobbed, not giving a fuck anymore.

"After everything i gave up for you" i cried, "i loved you so much".

Without waiting for his response, I ran through the gates of his house, my breath ragged. My mom picked up on the first ring, and I begged her to come get me. She didn't ask a question, just told me she was on her way.

She pulled up down the street and ran out of the car when she saw me. I was out of breath from running, my makeup smudged from tears and my head foggy.

"y/n?" she called, rushing towards me. "Baby what happened?" She pulled me into a hug, holding me tight.

I started hyperventilation as she took off my jacket, helping me cool down.

"Baby breathe" she reminded me, rubbing my back reassuringly, but I could tell she was extremely concerned. "M-om" I choked out before dissolving into another wave of sobs.

She turned the car on and started driving, holding my hand and rubbing my knuckles. I sat there, crying, trying to collect my thoughts as she pulled into the driveway, and helped me inside.

"Hey guys" Travis called from the living room. I didn't answer, just stood there crying as my mom put my coat up.

"y/n?" Travis turns around, immediately concerned. He walked over and wrapped me in a warm hug, as my tears came following back and I sobbed into his arms.

"He cheated," I whispered, my voice breaking. I heard my mom gasp as Travis rubbed circles on my back, my body trembling.

Travis picked me up effortlessly, carrying me to the couch so I could get comfortable while my mom sat next to me. Travis whispered something to her I couldn't comprehend, then took off quietly.

Mom me close, pressing a kiss to my forehead. "I'm so sorry baby" she whispered, the sound of a random chick flick in the background playing softly in the background. "You didn't deserve this my love" she continued. "You are a strong, smart, beautiful girl –someone he didn't appreciate".

"I feel numb" I whispered to her miserably a few moments later. My breath had evened out a little, I was just sniffling. "I know, my love," she said softly. "When my first boyfriend broke up with me, I was a mess. I didn't leave the house for weeks. I didn't socialize. I felt like my world had collapsed. But one day, maybe not now, maybe not for a few weeks, but one day—you're going to be okay."

I sniffled, leaning into her warmth. "I love you, Mama."

She kissed my forehead. "I love you too, my love. So much."

Sometime later, I woke up, unsure of the time. A blanket was draped over me, and I peeled it off, drawn to the faint murmur of voices from the kitchen. The delicious aroma of spices and chicken filled the air—well, chicken tenders.

"Hi, Mama," I greeted softly, walking over to the stove and hugging her.

"Hi, my love. Sleep okay?" she asked. I nodded, taking a seat at the island, my feet swinging slightly.

"Where's Travis?" I asked, resting my head in my hands as a headache started forming.

"He went out to grab a few things," she said, cutting the chicken breast.

I hummed, rubbing my temples. My mom noticed. "Headache, my love?"

I nodded again, too drained to speak. She handed me a bottle of water and a Tylenol, which I swallowed before returning to my original position.

The front door creaked open, and Travis walked in, greeting my mom with a kiss. "Hey, kiddo," he sighed, walking over and pressing a kiss to my forehead.

I leaned into his arms, feeling safe in his presence. "How are you?" he asked gently.

I shrugged, feeling the lump in my throat return.

"Well, I have something for you," he said, his voice lighter. I pulled away slightly, looking up at him curiously.

"Stay there," he instructed before disappearing briefly.

He returned with a small brown basket, placing it in front of me with a proud smile.

"Oh, Travis," I gasped, my eyes welling with fresh tears.

"I just grabbed a few things—I don't really know what you like all that much," he admitted nervously, "but I picked some things I thought you might."

I peered inside, my heart swelling. Purple tissue paper cushioned a pint of Ben & Jerry's, fuzzy socks, a vanilla candle, bath salts, and my favorite Celsius drink.

"Oh my God, Travis, thank you," I cried, tears streaming down my face again—but this time, they were happy tears.

Maybe, just maybe, I was going to be okay after all.

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