Are We Out Of The Woods Yet?(A Taylor Swift Adoption Story)

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Amara's POV:

I can't go back. I can't.

Everything that happened in the last thirty minutes is a blur.

I ran. I ran as fast as I could . I even forgot shoes.

After the adrenaline wore off I came to a stop at the edge of some farmland. I don't know where I am and I don't know where I'll go from here but I need to figure it out. Going back there is not an option. I need to...I... Taylor.

What about Taylor?

I think about her for the first time since I ran out.

Did she ever really care about me or was this all some ploy she worked out with Maxine? I thought she hated Maxine yet she stood there so calmly when Maxine threatened to deport my father. I wish I would've at least gotten the name of the prison..

Stupid, Amara.... Just Stupid. As of now I have no idea where my dad is and I'm about 3,000 miles away from New York.

I've been so wrapped in my thoughts that I don't notice I've wandered into a little plaza. I walk around trying to find a place to think for a while and just as I'm about to head back to the farmland I see a sign for a library.

The same library Taylor took me to yesterday.. That memory brings up a wave of emotion but I quickly compose myself.

Almost crying in relief  I make my way through the doors. It's mostly empty except for a women and a girl who looks about my age. Hiding behind a shelf I watch them laugh and talk to each other. The tall women has long brown hair and she keeps calling for "Dixie". After a moment I realize that Dixie is her daughter's name. They look harmless enough and are both  so caught up in searching for books that I doubt they'll even notice me.

Inching around them I make my way to an open computer and sit down hastily clicking on Google. Hesitating I try to figure out what I should type.

Even google can't fix the mess I've gotten myself into.

If I just do something else for a few minutes maybe an idea will come to me.. Hmm.. Even though I really don't want to know I type Taylor Swift into google. Google spits out results almost instantly and I almost choke when I see the first link.

It's her Twitter and the last tweet was composed ten minutes ago. Clicking on the link, Taylor's Twitter opens up and as I read the six words of her tweet my eyes become misty.

I miss you, please come home

Six simple words and my heart starts aching for Taylor. Somewhere in my thoughts I have to laugh when I remember that her Twitter is public and the whole world just saw that tweet. Sure enough, I open another tab and headlines have been formed.

I sit there just gazing at the screen until I feel a tap on my shoulder. Turning around I see the little girl from before looking at me. Grinning widely at me, she points to the screen:

"Hi! My name is Dixie and I'm 6!! Do you like Taylor Swift? I do!!

She beams at me before dropping her voice conspiratorially;

"And my mommy knows her!!"

I smile at her and introduce myself back.

"Hi Dixie! I'm Amara and I'm six too"

I purposefully leave out any mention of Taylor in my introduction. I bet her mom is a Swiftie or something and the last thing I want is her mom seeing me and recognizing me. Dixie continues talking in this upbeat happy tone and I almost don't mind until I see her mom look over at us in interest.

I try to sneak away but Dixie's mom is already coming towards us. She takes one look at me and her face lights up. Oh great. I brace myself for excited swiftie squealing but hear none.

"Amara!! I'm Lily, I've heard so much about you from Taylor!! You are so cuteeee... and I see you've met Dixie.."

I gaze at her trying to place where I've seen her before, and as I search my memory, I remember seeing a picture of her and Taylor at a fashion show. Dixie wasn't lying...Lily is Taylor's friend.. Oh great.

She trails off and looks around the room before turning her attention back to me.

"Amara honey where's Taylor?"

My mind is racing trying to figure out how to respond to her question. What do I say?

Hi Lily!! So I kinda abandoned Taylor and now I'm on the run?

Ya no. I'm not saying that. But what do I tell her.. how do I explain to a complete stranger why I'm not with Taylor?

I open my mouth to speak when suddenly I feel a familiar pair of arms wrap themselves around my shoulders. How? What?

I can tell exactly who it is and my eyes involuntarily fill with tears. I see Lily smile at the figure behind me and say hello as I struggle to control my emotions. Turning around I fully face Taylor and immediately she pulls me in for a hug. She's hugging me so tight that I'm basically unable to move. Burying my face into her sweater, I inhale the familiar scent of cinnamon and vanilla as I try my hardest not to cry. I didn't realize exactly how much I missed her until she was right in front of me.

I see Lily smile at the pair of us before looking around for her daughter who has run off to find more books. Hastily, Lily goes to find Dixie after telling us both that she'll see us again tomorrow. Apparently Taylor's planned something that I had no idea about.

A minute after Lily leaves, I turn to face my guardian with a mixture of shock, relief and sadness spread across my face.

"Taylor how did you know?"

Wiping my tears with her thumbs she gazes at me then pulls me even closer to her before talking.

T: "I had... A funny feeling you'd be here..."

She starts to play with my hair while she continues her statement:

T: "You're the only thing I know like the back of my handdd"

She sings this line softly and then smiles at me because she knows that I'll understand the reference. She sang "Breathe" to me on our second trip to the C.I.A office when we both thought that I was being relocated to another foster home. I've loved it ever since and I'm a little surprised that she remembered.

I laugh, looking up at her and soon she starts to laugh too, burying every bit of tension that has come between us in the past three hours.

T: "Amara you know I mean that.. I really do know you like the back of my hand"

She tucks a strand of hair behind my ear as I roll my eyes fondly.

She truly does understand me. How? I don't know.. But I'm grateful, although there is no way I'd ever tell her that.

Clearing her throat, she switches gears:

"I knew you loved the library when we came here yesterday".

She chuckles at the memory before her gaze sharpens. Turning to face me, her voice becomes stern yet gentle.

"We obviously need to talk.. How 'bout we go for a drive?"

I nod and look down at the floor dismally. Everything is still how it was before whether I like it or not. It's just that I'm now choosing to face this problem head on rather than run from it. She smiles at my response and then reaches into her purse pulling out a pair of flip flops.

Oh right... I'm not wearing shoes..

I put them on sheepishly as she laughs at my expression.

Once they finally are on, Taylor slings her arm around me and I follow her out to the car while she calls home to tell everyone that I've been found.

Everything is not perfect, but I have someone on my side to help me make it better.. And that's an amazing amazing feeling.