Our Small Miracle - Adopted by Taylor Swift

Part 94

I jsut want to say that I know Taylor is not like this in any way! This was suggested and I had to use it because it makes sense that she's upset about not being able to have a baby because of the attention that harper needs

Taylor's POV

We spent a few days in Disney before heading home and getting back into normal life. Travis had a game and Ellie had a dance competition coming up which we all wanted to go to. All except harper. It came to the day and Harper just wouldn't cooperate.

It got to right before we were leaving and she still wouldn't get out of her bed. I ended up picking her up and putting her in the car while she kicked and screamed. Her meltdown only worsened so I made a quick decision to call my mom for some help.

"Okay harper. You can stay here alone then." I told her, letting her out and pointing to the door. She immediately ran in and straight up to her room. Travis and I waited for my mom to arrive before leaving for the dance competition.

I couldn't even be bothered dealing with her, since getting engaged to Travis I realized how much harder holds me back from my one dream of having a baby. I feel so much anger and hurt every time she wants me because that should be my baby not her. I should have a baby by now or at least be pregnant.

Harpers POV

Mommy and daddy left me home alone all day. I don't like how mommy has been lately, everything I do upsets her and makes her mad. She barely ever even looks at me anymore. I haven't had Snuggies or milk in a good few days and I felt so hungry. This just made me not want dinner.

After a few hours grandma came upstairs with a little sandwich, I hadn't even realized she was there but maybe mommy told her to just give me my lunch then leave. I wanted my mommy back. I should have just gone to the stupid competition with them.

I didn't even eat my sandwich, I stayed in bed crying and waiting for mommy. Grandma never came back up so she probably left too. Everyone always leaves. I don't know why I trusted mommy and daddy. They said they adopted me but maybe that was just a lie.

Later in the evening mommy came up and into my room. She seemed angry. "So you didn't use your manners for grandma? You wasted food! You didn't even get out of bed! You can't keep being so lazy harper! Grandma came to be with you And you blanked her all day. Couldn't even say thank you for her getting your lunch. You can have that sandwich for dinner. And please for the love of god tidy your toys away! I'm fed up of it, I refuse to raise a brat." Mommy told me.

I looked down at the floor while she walked away, slamming my door behind her. Once I heard her footsteps go away I started so sob. I immediately picked up all of my toys. Still crying I headed out of my room and down to the living room where I picked up any toys from there. I felt so hungry but I didn't want my sandwich. I wanted mommy to hold me and help me eat it.

"Hey tiny, what's up?" daddy asked me, how does he not know? I looked up at him and immediately started sobbing even more. Daddy immediately picked me up and held me close to him, he wasn't the same as mommy but it was better than nothing.

"Do you want to go to the calm down swing?" He asked. That's the swing out at the back which is basically a chair. I nodded slowly and sniffled. He wiped away my tears as best as possible before taking me outside and putting me on the chair swing.

I curled up into a little ball and Daddy gave me a little push before leaving me to calm down. The way the calm down swing works is that I get to sit alone and regulate my emotions and think about my feelings before I get too upset and angry. They leave me to calm down and I go back inside whenever I want to.

Today was different. After about 10 minutes mommy came out. "Harper back inside and go eat your sandwich. It's not being thrown out so the longer you leave it the more you won't want to eat it. I suggest that you thank daddy for cleaning up the rest of your toys too." She told me.

I nodded and got up, going inside and thanking daddy on the way before heading to my room and staring at the sandwich. Mommy even knows I don't like sandwiches that much so I don't know what she's doing.

I didn't get tucked in that night and I got no good night. I was left to my own thoughts in my room and left to feel scared and unsafe. Desperately wanting mommy I headed towards her room and hesitated before pushing the door open slowly.

As I walked in I noticed daddy on top of her and neither of them were wearing any clothes.  He was hurting her, why was he just squishing her.

They both immediately looked over and I could see the anger rise in mommy's face. "Why do you have to ruin everything! I can't have a fucking baby because of you, I finally get a night to try and you just wander on in and ruin it! Go back to bed and learn to knock!" Mommy screamed.

"Taylor, she's just a baby." Daddy told her but she shook her head and pushed him off before walking to the bathroom and slamming the door. She was very mad at me, I could tell.

I started crying and ran away to Ellie's room. She might know why I'm upset, maybe they have been this mean to her before. "What's wrong harper, why aren't you asleep?" She asked me.

"Mommy being mean." I told her before sobbing. Ellie lifted me up into her bed and kissed me on the cheek, asking what was going on. I explained everything and how she had been talking to me and all of the mean things she had said. Ellie listened to me calmly and patted the bed for ducky to jump up.

"I'll go get your blankie and Billie, stay here and you can sleep with me tonight." Ellie told me. I gave her a weak smile and nodded, cuddling close to ducky and closing my eyes. I just wanted Snuggie milk and lots of cuddles so badly. I guess Taylor doesn't want to be my mommy anymore.

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