"The Best Day". ~T.S.~. (Completed)

Chapter 16: the truth

I woke up at about 10:00. I hear mom downstairs talking to somebody. More like arguing. But with who? Adam? Austin? Selena? I got out of my bed and walked to the stairs and stopped.

"No! I will not tell her! And I didn't make a mistake! I thought you were happy?!" Mom yelled into the phone.
Who could she be talking to?

"I don't care if you don't think I'm ready! I'm a legal adult and you can't tell me what to do! No! I won't let her go into a foster home! She doesn't deserve that!"

Whoever mom is talking to, is talking about me.

"Mom?" I said.

"Hi! Britt! Good morning. I have breakfast on the table. " mom replied.
"I've gotta go." Mom hung up the phone and set it down on the coffee table.

"Who was that?" I asked.

"Um, my mom. Did I wake you?"

"Oh, no. I was just playing in my phone. " I lied.

"Ok. Well, I really need to tell you something. "

"Ok?"

"Well, my mom isn't to happy that I adopted you. She thinks I'm too young and irresponsible to take care of a 14 year old." Mom said.

"You're sending me to a foster home aren't you?" I stared down at my pancakes.

"No! Never in a million years would I ever send you to a foster home! But, for now, you probably arent going to see your grandma for a while. " mom said.

"Ok. " I said.
Mom walked over to the couch and sat down and petted Olivia. Then her phone rang.

"Hi Adam!" Mom started. "No. I can't tell her what really happened! Why don't you? "
What is going on? What happened? I'm so confused!!!

"Mom? What's going on?" I asked.

"Well, come sit" mom replied.
I went and sat by mom on the couch and picked up Meredith so I can pet her.

"You see, a paparazzi didn't hit you with a camera in the head. "

"Then what happened?"

"They punched you in your head"

"Seriously!? Why?"
Why would a paparazzi punch me so hard that I blacked out and went into a coma for 2 days??!!! What did I do??

"Well, you didn't answer the question they asked about if you were dating anybody. And they got mad and one of them punched you. And that's why I don't talk to paparazzi. "

"That's so rude! And why didn't you tell me the truth in the hospital?" I asked.

"I didn't know how you would have reacted. "
I marched upstairs and went into my room. I slammed the door and locked it. I shouldn't be getting this mad for no reason. But I can't help it. I laid down on the floor by my bed and pulled out my guitar. Nobody knew I played except my family, Cheyenne and Caitlyn. I never told mom about it either. I stopped playing when my dad kept getting drunk. I'm not sure why I stopped. I just did. My guitar is beautiful. It's oak brown, a fender. And I glued a 13 on it. I grabbed a pick off my nightstand and started playing on of the few songs I know how to play. Safe and sound. I sing too. Well, used too. I wonder if my voice still sounds as good? I guess I'll try to sing. I started playing the song and singing.

" I remember tears streaming down your face when I said I'll never let you go
When all those shadows almost killed your light
I remember you said don't leave me here alone
But all that's dead and gone and passed tonight
ust close your eyes, the sun is going down
You'll be alright, no one can hurt you now
Come morning light, you and I'll be safe and sound

I remember tears streaming down your face when I said I'll never let you go
When all those shadows almost killed your light
I remember you said don't leave me here alone
But all that's dead and gone and passed tonight

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"I wrote this song with the Civil Wars and [Hunger Games soundtrack producer] T-Bone Burnett, and we all happened to be in the same city on the same day, and... See All
Just close your eyes, the sun is going down
You'll be alright, no one can hurt you now
Come morning light, you and I'll be safe and sound
Don't you dare look out your window, darling everything's on fire
The war outside our door keeps raging on
Hold onto this lullaby even when the musics gone, gone

Just close your eyes, the sun is going down
You'll be alright, no one can hurt you now
Come morning light, you and I'll be safe and sound"

I turned around to see mom clapping. I thought I locked my door!!??

"Hey! I thought I locked my door?" I said.
Mom pulled out a key.

"Oh"

"You have an amazing voice. And when'd you learn how to play guitar?"

"Uhhhh I started learning last year. But I quit when my dad started getting drunk all the time. "
Mom nodded and went back downstairs. I followed.

"How would you like to do a surprise concert with fans and me and you could do a duo?!" Mom asked.

"I'd love to! Except, I have really bad stage fright. " I said.
It's true. I do have really bad stage fright. I don't know how I'm supposed to get over it?! I hate it. I always stutter and embarrass myself.

"I can help you overcome it!" Mom suggested

"How?"

"Well, you can come up on the stage with me and sing"

"I dunno, I'm too scared. "

"It'll be ok. The swifties will love you!"

"I guess I can try"