secrecy - life as taylor swift's twin

{5}

-Two Weeks Later-

It had been a while.. And we still hadn't found Taylor. The police basically stopped investigating and figured she just ran away and will come back soon.

I definitely wasn't so sure, though.

I scheduled a time to meet with some of Taylors friends. I had been cooped up in the house for what seems like forever, so I had no choice when Selena called me and asked to hang out with the girls today. I got less and less comfortable with them. They seem so.. fake.

"Hay bae!" Selena exclaimed when she sees me, and I tried really hard not to laugh. Bae? That's new.

"Uh... Hi Sel!" I replied,'acting like Taylor as much as I can. "Wanna take a selfie?" I cringed at myself just for the word "selfie" coming out of my mouth.

"Wow." She laughed and pulled out her phone.

"No it's okay, I can do mine." I said quickly.

"Uh.. Okay!"

We snapped the picture and I immediately posted it to Instagram, as Taylor was already logged in.

But... then I saw another thing.

"Wait... A new picture?" I gasped quietly.

"What was that?" Abi asked.

"Nothing." I said quickly and walked away as the girls start to chatter about Bieber.

The picture was.. Weird. It was fuzzy and not focused. It was hard to tell what it is. But what I can make out of it is a.. man. A man who looks unfamiliar. Certainly not a boyfriend. Maybe a kidnapper? He was blonde and looks to be laughing. I didn't see Taylor anywhere in the picture, it looked like it's her taking the picture. The man wasn't looking at the camera at all.

"I need to call mom." I said to myself, and continued to walk away.

"Tay! Where are you going?" I see a huffed up Karlie running after me. I turned away.

"Not NOW Karlie." I snarled.

She stopped, hurt. "Taylor?" She asked quietly.

"What? I need to go." I tried to push her away but she pulled me back.

"Are you... Suicidal? Depressed?" She whispered, barely loud enough for me to hear.

I froze, stunned that she could tell. I had been very depressed, but not suicidal. This Taylor stuff is really hard.

"Tay!?"

"No." I pulled away from her grip and started to walk away. I heard her heels clicking as she ran out on to the sidewalk but they stopped and I smiled in relief, as I pull out the phone at a small antique store.

"Mack?" She answered on one ring, to my convenience.

"Mom!" I sighed. "I found something."

"Okay? Which is..?"

"Taylor was on Instagram. She posted a picture of a man. He's blonde and a little tall."

"Oh! Let me check that. In the meantime I know how to see which device it came from. Log on to Taylors email. You'll see an email saying something to make sure it was the account creator who logged on."

"Okay. Love you."

"Love you too. Good luck."

She hung up, and I did what she said. What could Taylor's email password be...?

Hm... I put in "MeredithOlivia13" and surprisingly, it was correct. Actually, it wasn't really that big of a surprise, now that I think about it.
In the email, it did have what my Mom said it would have.

"An unknown user in Phoenix, Arizona, has logged into your Instagram. Please check to confirm this action."

I looked at the picture again, closer. I saw the man's face a bit more. Blonde, blue eyes. Then I realized...

It looked like.... Someone familiar! I couldn't think of who...

But before I had a chance to think more about who it was, I heard someone call my name.