Becoming a Swift: Adopted by Taylor Swift

Chapter 30

Rose's POV

Mom steps out of the room during dinner to answer her phone. I pray that it's not someone from school.

Of course it's not someone from school Rose! No one suspects a thing.

I look down, and slowly pull up my sleeve, revealing a big black and blue bruise.

"Hey Rosie!" Annie says, putting her fork down and turning towards me.

"What?" I say quickly pulling down my sleeve and turning towards her.

"Wanna hear a joke?"

"Okay," I said sighing. Annie has about four jokes that she tells, and I've heard them all. A billion times.

"What do you call a mountain full of kittens?"

"A MEOW-TAIN!" We say together. Except she says it excitedly, and I say it sarcastically.

We both start to laugh, and start exchanging other not funny jokes. Mom soon cane back into the dinning room and joins our conversation. I laughed so hard, my stomach hurt. For a second there I almost forgot. But, it was always in the back of my mind.

After we had dessert, me and Annie watched a bit of tv. Around 7, Mom gave Annie a bath, and I was alone. I went up to my room and read.

Mom was tucking Annie into bed, and I was still reading. I was reading the Harry Potter series and I was on the 3rd book! My teacher said I was really smart, but that's not what everyone else said.

I tried to read, by my thoughts kept pulling me away.

What would tomorrow be like? Would it be better or worse?

A knock at the door pulled me back into reality. I focused back on my book and pretended to read.

"Hi!" Mom said coming into the room.

"Oh," I said looking up from my book, pretending like I hadn't heard her knock. "Hey!"

Mom walked over to my bed and sat down. She started rubbing my back and looking at me.

"Is everything okay?" She said softly.

"Yeah, why?" I said returning to my book so she couldn't see the tear forming in my eyes.

She stopped rubbing my back, and pulled her legs up on the bed and moved them into criss cross position. She sat face to face with me.

"Well, during dinner I got a call from your teacher, Ms. McGarry."

"Mmhm?" I said faking turning the page. I blinked back the tears, but I don't know how long I could hold them in for.

"She's worried about you Rosie, and so am I." She bent her head down so it was at the same level as mine. "I'm going to ask again. Is everything okay?"

I couldn't help it anymore. I lifted my face from my book so it was straight on with her. Tears started escaping my eyes.

"Nnn--ooo!" I screamed, and started full on bawling.

"Shhhh, it's okay." She said, pulling me in for a hug. The minute she touched me, I flinched, and pulled back. She gave me a questioning look before lightly taking my hand and rolling up my sleeve.

I saw her jaw drop when she saw the bruises.

Her blue eyes stared me right in the face. I couldn't read her expression. It was a mix of sadness, anger and shock.

I couldn't deal with this anymore. I ran out of my room and into the bathroom, immediately locking the door behind me. I leaned against the bathtub and cried. I wasn't feeling sorry for myself, I was feeling sorry for Taylor. She was going to have to deal with me and my problems for the rest of her life. She was Taylor Swift! She was giving up her life to deal with my sorrowful one.

"Rosie?" I heard banging on the door. I crawled deep into a corner of the bathroom, pulling my knees up into my chest. "Rose, please open the door. I wanna help." I could tell She was outside the door. I even heard a sniffle or two. After about 5 minutes, I heard her get up and leave. I cried, trying to think of what to do.

I could stay in here forever I guess. Is shampoo edible?

I heard steps outside of the bathroom door, and see something slip under the door. After a bit of contemplation, I stand up and walk towards the note. I pick it up the neatly folded piece of paper. I could help but notice a small tear stain on the corner and I unfold it.

I never want to live in a world where you're hurt. You're loved even when you feel alone. Hang on, it gets easier, then it gets okay, then it feels like freedom.

I put the note down, and slowly walk over to the door. Taking a deep breath, I unlock it, and walk outside. I spot her sitting against the wall, tears rolling down her face. She looks up at me, and opens her arms. I jump into them.

Even though, in that moment, I felt immense pain, I didn't stop hugging her.

She was right, I am loved.

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Hey guys! What do ya think?!?

I hope your enjoying the story! And if you have any ideas/suggestions don't be afraid to ask!

I'm also thinking about starting another Taylor fanfic. Any ideas?

Love you!
Roz