Taylor Swift is my therapist ( no really)

Chapter 9

I walked home after my session with Taylor, feeling pure exhaustion. Anyways I put a smile on my face and went to see my sister, who was innocently reading in her room. "Hey iz, how are you?" She looked up from her book and found my face, instantly smiling. "Amelia your home!" She ran up and engulfed me in a hug, she was the absolute sweetest. "Aww hi bug, how are you feeling?" I said trying to gather her emotions. "I'm okay, dad hasn't yelled at me yet today, so that's good!" She looked at me with a wide, smile and my heart broke. This child was overjoyed just because she hadn't been yelled at by her father for once. "That's good, now can I talk to you about something Izzy?
I walked her over to her bed and we sat down, Izzy having a very confusing look on her face. "What is it?" She turned her head to the side and just looked at me. I chuckled "Don't worry it's nothing bad, so you know how I see Taylor sometimes?" She simply nodded, getting quieter. "Well, I was talking to her today and we were talking about how being around dad can be scary sometimes huh?" I tried to put the abuse from our father in a way she would understand. Izzy just sunk, her face looking at her pillows and sadness all over her. "Well, Taylor and I thought maybe you would also like to go talk to her, and she can help you." Izzy's eyes went wide. She was so shy around other people, as  she had always been taught not to talk about what happened at home. "Amelia I can't talk to her! We aren't supposed to talk about dad!" "Hey, it's okay, we can talk about him, and it really helps okay? I can't be your only supporter bug." She simply nodded and looked at her lap. "But, I don't want to talk to her Amelia, I want you and what if she's mean?" Once again, I was filled with sadness for her, she immediately thought any adult was mean. "I promise you she is super nice and not mean at all okay? And she has super pretty room and you can do activities with her!" I was trying to sell therapy to her, but she was still reluctant. I hugged her and left her room, then went to message Taylor.

Hey, told Amelia about therapy, she's just super anxious but I think it should work.

Okay ams , I will see you both in a couple of days, I promise I will look after her xx

I just sighed and tried to sleep, wondering how this was going to go.
The morning I told Izzy she had an appointment after school, she was immediately freaking out, I tried to calm her down as much as I could, but the poor thing was worried sick. The lie I told  my parents worked fine, telling them she had an after school dance rehearsal for their concert. I walked around to her classroom at the end of the day, seeing her standing with her backpack, looking at the ground.
"Hey Izzy you ready to go bug?" She looked up at me, her eyes stained with water, showing that she had been crying, she simply shook her head and looked at the ground again. "Hey bug, look at me, I promise it will be all okay , and we can leave whenever you want, I just need you to give this a try yeah?" She clutched on to me, me comforting her as I started walking us towards the office. When we got there, Izzy immediately got more anxious, and starting to tear up. I practically had go push her in the door, and she held my hand as I went up to reception. "Hey Emily, I have an appointment for my younger sister Izzy and then me after?" The cheery reception looked up at us smiling, and when she caught a look at Izzy she immediately became sympathetic. "Aww poor thing, yes I have you all booked in, go take a seat with her ams." I just smiled and brought her over to a couch in the waiting area. I was extremely appreciative of the fact there was only one other person in the waiting room, because if it had been busy Izzy would have been even more upset. She just stared at her lap and I rubbed her back, but it was clear she didn't want to be here.

Soon Enough, a door clicked open and I saw Taylor emerge from her room immediately grasping the situation. Izzy was stilled buried in her lap and I just gave Taylor the "look" signalling it was bad. She just swiftly nodded and came walking over to us, acting extremely professional. She bent down so she was in eye level with Izzy, and just tapped her chin, making her give Taylor eye contact. At this point, she was silently crying,  something we had always been told to do, because we would get in extra trouble if our parents could hear us crying.
Taylor gave her a warm smile, brushing her hair out of her way. Today she was wearing a two piece set, a long beautiful skirt with a matching shirt. She had some light makeup on and some adorable flower earrings. "Hello, I'm Taylor and I think you might be Izzy hmm?" Izzy just gave Taylor a nod, me brushing off the tears that were falling down her cheeks. "Well Izzy it's very nice to meet you, I've heard amazing things about you!" Taylor smiled widely at her , receiving a little one back from Izzy. "Oh wow, you have such a gorgeous smile, now what's with the tears angel?" Izzy just shrugged, feeling embarrassed by her behaviour. "Hey it's alright, don't be embarrassed, I know coming here can be scary and you are being so brave right now." Izzy just nodded leaning into me a bit more. "There's no reason to be scared or anxious sweetheart, I promise you this is a safe space okay?" This time, Izzy actually looked up at her, and the tears had stopped. A win is a win. "So do you want to come into my  room and have a look at all my cool stuff?" Izzy just looked up at me wearily. "it's okay bug, you can go with Taylor .." she just shook her head and buried deeper into me, clearly not wanting to leave my side. "Well how about Amelia comes in with us and then when you feel a bit more comfortable she can just be right outside okay?" Izzy didn't want to leave me, but she nodded in compromise. We walked into Taylor's room, and sat in the couch opposite her, Izzy taking in her surroundings.

"So Izzy, how about we just get to know each other, can I ask you some questions? And then you can ask me anything." She nodded, still holding my hand. "Okay great! Hmmm what's your favourite colour buddy?" She thought for  a second, and then barely above a whisper she said "pi-pink". Taylor smiled, hearing her voice for the first time. "Well that's a great choice, I love pink as you might be able to tell, nodding towards all the pink things in the room. Izzy smiled a little, getting more and more comfortable by the second. "Okay , next one , is there any music you like listening to?" Izzy immediately flushed red and tried to hide behind me. This girl was so damn shy. Since she wasn't speaking I had to answer "You like the lover album don't you bug, with the pink on the front?" She gave me a nod , clearly embarrassed that her favourite artist was in the room with her. Taylor gave a slight chuckle "oh wow, well thank you so much for  listening to my songs, I'm happy you like it!" Izzy smiled and fiddled with her fingers. "Now sweetheart, would it be okay if sis left the room and waited just outside? So that we can maybe get to know each other better?" Her Eyes immediately widened shaking her head no and looking at me in fear. "Hey, hey Iz its okay, your liking it in here , it's not scary okay? I will be just outside." She eventually let go of my hand and sunk back into the couch giving a slight nod, but clearly not happy. "Thanks so much Izzy, you're being so brave right now" Taylor said, moving over to the couch and signalling for me to leave before she worked herself up. I swiftly left the room, looking at her tear stained face once more before the shut the door. I hated that this was our reality, but she needed this, we both did.

A/N: Hey guys!!! There was going to be more in this chapter but it was getting to long lol! Thank you for over a thousand reads that's a major milestone for me! If you have any ideas or comments about the book please share! Thank you all for reading i appreciate it so much!