𝒻𝑜𝓊𝓃𝒹 𝒶𝑔𝒶𝒾𝓃 | TAYLOR SWIFT

Precocious child

Maddison's POV
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By the time he threw me into the car he had parked so conveniently close by, my pants and underwear were damp from fear, reminding me of my accident at Taylor's show after the scary man had picked me up.

She made it seem like such a tiny thing and so easily fixed. I got to wear a diaper again which was oddly comforting considering how they were taken away from me before i could even learn to use the bathroom myself and then she cleaned me up and made sure i knew it wasn't my fault.

I knew my daddy's reaction wouldn't be as calm as hers especially because he already looks infuriated, his hands gripping the steering wheel so hard his knuckles are white and his face strung tight and mad.

"Taylor finally got you huh?" he laughs but his expression shows no humour. His line like smile conveying nothing but evilness.

He watches me through the rear view mirror, the only visible part of him being his menacing eyes.

"have you gone mute this past week or something? God, never have i met a child as incompetent as you! That pop star bitch had it coming, she didn't deserve to be happy." He rants no longer talking to me, even though i would have gave no answer.

I continue sitting motionless, my eyes trained on the road as i grip the seats material, causing my own knuckles to whiten.

"Travis never deserved his place on that team. Your whole family is full of cowards! You know that girl?" He continues, now waiting for my answer even though i don't know who Travis is.

I nod my head wholeheartedly my eyes bulging in trepidation.

All i want is Taylor now, and i don't know if i will ever see her again.

I want my mommy.

This man isn't my daddy, i hate him, he doesn't make me feel safe or happy or sleepy because i feel content in his arms.

He makes me so scared that i have an accident because i know that he is going to hurt me and yell, all because i found out Taylor is my real mommy.

"if we can't have you no one can Maddison. We wanted a baby, and luckily for us we found one that could make people we hate very unhappy. It was a win-win." he states nonchalantly then grimacing and tapping his hands repeatedly on his wheel as he drives.

"unfortunately you have got the stupid police on our backs now and because of you i am not going to be able to watch my real daughter grow up. Do you understand that? She is going to be made to live with someone else because of you! You have been a very bad girl Maddison and i hope you know that there are consequences, but right now i just have to get you far away so no one can find you isn't that right!" he finishes cheerfully and i whimper in response.

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My whimpering never stopped after that, no words or sounds except the small empty whimpers, like a baby puppy, betraying my hope of hiding my panic.

He reaches into a plastic bag sat on the passenger seat beside him and pulls out a pacifier from amongst the few items in there, i remember them because Phoebe had a lot of them and even though i never remember using one i place it in my mouth searching for any comfort in this situation.

The suckling noise provided just what i needed and distracted me from the man sat that tiny distance away from me, but the question remained as to why he would do something to provide me any happiness?

My teacher once described me as precocious, she said that i needed to slow down and rely on someone else.
To not ask questions and to stop worrying so much and instead just take it as it comes.

Of course she had no idea that at home i was walking on egg shells around my fake mommy and daddy and that i had no one to rely on, but right now i take her advice and settle in knowing there is nothing i can do to stop whatever he is going to do to me.

The momentary comfort it gave me quickly wore off when i began feeling super sleepy, slowly drifting into darkness, the noises around me becoming deafeningly silent and my sight slowly diminishing.

Until nothing.

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When my eyelids blinked open and the awful smell of fake daddies favourite rolled up smoke makers came at me full force due to the windows being sealed closed i couldn't help but cough, it was much easier when he smoked these when we were at home because there was much more room for the smell to waft but in a tight small space it was overbearing.

The small coughs I elicited alerted him of my consciousness and he looked back at me keeping only one hand on the wheel and smiling.

He always got like this after smoking those.

Fake mommy used to find it hilarious, laughing and saying he was 'as high as a kite' but he is actually pretty short so that never made sense to me.

"welcome back! Sorry about your little nap i just couldn't be bothered hearing your whimpers the whole drive." He smiles placing a hand on my face and caressing it in a soft gentle kind of way which is more concerning than if he were to have hit me right now.

"so beautiful hm." he whispers dopily poking a finger on my bottom lip and running it along painfully slow before returning his attention to the road ahead and turning the radio up and singing along to the song which just so happened to be 'Shake it off'.

The dampness in my pants had dried making me wonder how long i had been asleep, but the smell of my urine mixed with the smell of the plant he was smoking was putrid.

I shifted onto my knees so that i was tall enough to see outside the window of the car and noticed lots of other cars driving beside us.

I wish i could just yell and ask Taylor what to do but i couldn't and i didn't want to stay here so i decided i needed to do something myself.

If it didn't work my punishment couldn't be any worse than the one i am probably ought to be getting anyway.

A/N- I'm back!! I started school this week and omgg i already have so much homework so that is why it has been a while!!

I'm trying to make sure there are frequent updates but honestly its so hard so respect to anyone who is managing school and there stories 😭

Any recommendations for the next few chapters>>>