Wildest Dreams (Tayvin)

Jenga

End November 2016

ADAM POV

Usually my house was packed on weekends, but for once I was alone. Alone to think about everything in my life, alone to listen to new tracks I was working one, alone to watch what I wanted to on the TV. Just me, myself, and I.

I had just gotten out of the shower and was sitting on my veranda, after a great workout on my bike, watching the few clouds float across the brilliant blue LA skies.

I heard my phone vibrate against one of the Adirondack chairs, and then start ringing. Thinking it was probably someone from my family as they usually called on the weekend, I smiled, but that quickly changed to a confused frown when I saw the name on the screen. Austin Swift was calling me.

"Um, hello?" I answered, assuming he had not meant to call me. Even during the time Taylor and I were together, Austin had only called me once, preferring to text.

"Adam. Thank god you answered!" He said, sounding panicked.

I immediately went into crisis mode, thinking something was wrong. Despite the fact Taylor and I had broken up 6 months ago, I still cared about her wellbeing, especially now we were back in touch a little.

"Is something wrong Austin?" I asked, calmly.

"Not really....well maybe. And I promise I tried calling other people first, but no one is free or here at the moment- blame Victoria's Secret- and I've tried everything I possibly can, but nothing is working. And- " Austin started to speak faster and faster.

"Austin, get to the point. You Swifts sure can talk..." I said, laughing to myself slightly.

"Taylor is having a meltdown. Like nothing is calming her down, full panic attack, meltdown. I've tried everything. She's shut me and the cats out of her room, she's refusing to eat.... You're my last resort before I call Mom." Austin said.

I stay silent for a couple of seconds, thinking about what he said. I'd seen about 3 low level Taylor meltdowns and 2 major meltdowns over the course of our 15 months together. But what Austin was describing sounding a lot worse. Usually the cats were a source of comfort as well as ice cream, cookies, and tea.

"Sorry, I shouldn't have called. Don't worry... this was stupid... I'll call Mom." Austin said, obviously taking my silence for resistance.

"No, I'll be there in 20 minutes. Sorry, I was thinking. Just, um, keep her talking if possible and don't let the door lock." I said.

"Seriously? Yeah, I'll see you soon." Austin said, sounding relieved, before we both hung up.

I quickly made my way inside and got dressed. This was definitely not the way I thought this day was going to go.

TAYLOR POV

I couldn't breathe. I couldn't move. The world felt like it was spinning, whilst both expanding and shrinking simultaneously.

Everything had piled up, all at once. Everything I had tried to quash in my mind, tried to ignore, over the last year came back at once. It was like a Jenga block tower, and someone pulled out that vital block, making it all tumble down at once.

I could hear Austin talking to me from the other side of the bedroom door, but I didn't know what he was saying. I had kicked him out, along with the cats and a bunch of pillows that I threw after them all. I couldn't figure out what I wanted and what I didn't want. It was all too much.

I was sitting on the floor keeping the door closed, with my hands tangled in my hair and tears streaming down my face and blurring my vision as I gradually felt more and more like I was going to puke.