secrecy - life as taylor swift's twin

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Taylor's POV
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"Please don't hurt me, Adam." I whimpered. I didn't like it when he hurt me. He would slap me, punch me, kick me, cut me with a knife.. it was so terrible.

"Taylor?..." I saw a bruised Selena being shoved into my small room. It didn't have a bed or anything normal, just a water bottle, a cold plate of celery like usual, and a toilet. No toilet paper.

I remember when Adam let me leave, when he let me go to my own funeral. It was amazing to be out. But the deal was that I would be locked up for days if I did that. It was worth it, in a way. Even if the imprisonment was dangerously illegal and scary and horrifying, I got to see my friends and my sister again. And tell them important information. Mainly that I was alive.

Adam wrote me a speech. I was required to stand up there too and not cry. It was a punishment for almost escaping. He let me go, for only that one condition though.

"Selena." I sighed in relief. "How are you here? Are the others here? are you okay? Are they okay? Are-"

Selena held a hand up to silence me. "I.. Am not okay. Definitely not okay." She croaked.

I reached out to hug her lightly and I stroked her hair. "It's okay, Sel. We can make it out through this."

She nodded once. "I just hope Karlie, Mack, and Harley can make it before anything worse happens."

I agreed. But I didn't know if it could get any worse. I stayed silent and observed Selena from my arms.

"Twisted leg, ankle, bruised everywhere basically, black eye, twisted arm," I said. "Here. I'm going to hit your leg lightly and I need you to tell me the pain, from 1-10. Same on the arm."

I tapped her arm, and she kneeled over, clenching her teeth. "10." She gritted, and I sighed. This wasn't a good sign, her leg was probably broken.

I did the same with her arm. "Um.. 7." She said, but I could tell she was in a lot of pain.

"Are you sure? That looks a lot worse."

She shook her head silently. Hmm.

"Your leg is broken." I said, and she sighed,

"I figured. It hurts so bad."

"I think I'm going to explain this all." I said quietly. I was going to give her every detail.

I took a breath.

"When I disappeared, I guess you could say, I was offered a vacation from Adam. Just us. I thought it was because of our one year anniversary coming up, but when I mentioned it, he was really confused and didn't know what I meant. I thought that if I just sent a text to you all and my family, that they would know where I was and everything would be fine. I sent the text and asked Adam to hold my phone when I went to the bathroom during our trip. I came back out and saw the phone smashed on the ground, and Adam looking sheepish and holding his hands up in surprise. I learned later that it was all an act." I stopped my words and looked embarrassed for a minute, then continued. "I found his phone, and decided to hide it in my underwear. I was suspicious something was going on, and I needed to make sure I would be safe." I took a breath.

"It was a place I never thought he would look. I have it here, actually. I kept it in my cell under the toilet cover, just in case he would go looking." Selena looked like she understood.

"Then he dropped us both of at that beach place we went to a long time ago, remember? Well, I noticed him when we were leaving. He left a note there, but I never saw what it said. He did, however, show me later, when we reached... here," She gestured around the cell.

"He showed me... my mother. She was in the paper, with a crying picture. The front page said "Taylor Swift, dead. No body found."

I was a horrible article to read. I couldn't imagine or bear what you guys were going through. But Adam kept offering me to make a deal to go there, just for my funeral. He made me sit there, and he shoved me up to the front before I could say anything. I saw Mackenzie's notecards already sitting on the table, so I read off of them and acted as if I was sad. But... by the end, I didn't need to feel sad. I lost everyone, basically. My friends, my family, my boyfriend," I sighed lightly and sadly carried out the last words.

"My sister."