That afternoon Tree and Taylor picked you up at the treatment center and it was obvious that you had been crying. You hopped on the car completely devastated and withdrawn.
- "Hi" you said buckling your seat belt.
- "Hey Lizzie, how was your day?" Tree said turning around and extending her hand to grab yours, Taylor was driving, and the redhead was sitting in the front passenger's seat.
- "Great" you replied with tears welling in your eyes grabbing her hand and squeezing it. Tree gave you a sad look. Taylor replied that she was glad to know it and said nothing on the way home. When you got home Tree offered to stay for dinner and Taylor doubtfully agreed, not wanting to eat anything else and knowing that Tree being there meant that she was being forced to eat everything, but also thankful because she knew that she needed to eat to set a good example, and it was going to be easier to do it with Tree there. Tree suggested to watch a movie together, don't knowing what else to do to kill time and break a bit of the tension that was in the room, you both agreed and sat down.
Exercise urges were hitting hard, and you didn't know how to cope, your head was screaming at you and you were wiggling and bouncing your legs, Tree noticed and put her hand on top of one of your legs to stop you, you did but after some minutes carried on. Then you stood up to the bathroom to do some jumping jacks. Tree turned to Taylor and the blonde had just closed her eyes for a second, exhaustion filling her body. You came out after some minutes and sat down beside Taylor again, cuddled with her and she side hugged you. You both fell asleep, and Tree stood up after a while to make some chicken sandwiches for dinner. When it was time to eat, she gently woke you up and you went to the table. Taylor looked at her plate and gulped, lifted the sandwich with her hands a bit a tiny piece, Tree gave her an approving smile and you stared at the wall for a few minutes without moving a single muscle until Tree spoke up:
- "You need to eat, Lizzie"
- "I can't, I feel sick" you said.
Taylor extended her hand and grabbed yours: - "I know that you're worried, we need to talk about what happened, we cannot keep avoiding it, but you need to eat before that. WE need to eat before that" Tree smiled softly, nodding along.
You grabbed the sandwich and moved it to your mouth, opened your mouth to bite it and immediately put it down.
- "I can see that this is being hard for you too, Tay. Do you want to do a 'cheers' with me so it's easier for both of us?" You suggested.
Taylor and Tree looked at each other confused so you added: - "It's a thing we do at the treatment center. We toast together and say 'cheers' before drinking or eating... it's stupid but sometimes it helps, it encourages me... but it's okay if you find it lame"
Tree's and Taylor's hearts melted, it was too cute to be true. Tree let a smile escape and Taylor grinned: - "It's not stupid AT ALL. It's very cute actually, let's do it. You lead I'll follow"
You smiled relived and guided her: - "Okay, so take your sandwich" you did it and Taylor copied you. - "Now, raise your sandwich, like this" You did it and Taylor did exactly the same. - "And 'cheers'" you said toasting and then biting the sandwich. - "That's it" you said looking down.
- "Loved it! Let's do it again" Taylor said.
You repeated the action until both sandwiches were gone, Tree joined too at a point. When you were both done, you decided to be the first to talk, just like you practiced with your therapist at the treatment center.
- "I'm worried about you, Tay. I know that you purged last night and that's probably why you fainted this morning. I know that you're struggling and I'm so sorry that I just realized. But last night when I came into your room and I saw you there, everything just clicked: how avoidant you've been, how sad... I'm sorry for not noticing sooner and I'm sorry because I know that my relapse might have to do with this" you said with tears building up and a broken voice.
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Castles crumbling (Taylor Swift's little sister)
FanfictionTaylor's little sister, Elizabeth, is struggling with an eating disorder. Lizzie is 15 years old and Taylor is desperate to help her. Trigger warning: this story will contain topics related to eating disorders, depression, self harm, anxiety and m...