SAD BEAUTIFUL TRAGIC

One week no call?

It's been one week and Tom didn't call me.

He's not even lifting up my call.

Guess he's busy!

One more time I try to call him. After a few rings he lifts it.

"Hey babe! How are you? Are you okay?" I asked sounding concerned.

"Yeah! I'm fine!" He says ignoring me.

WHAT!? HE'S IGNORING ME!

"Are you busy?" I asked, hesitating.

"No, why?" He asked.

FINE!

"Nothing, you sound busy so..." I said. "Nothing like that babe." He said. "I missed you so much Tom. I wish you were here."

"I miss you too."

"Well I think we should go out more. We need to have major PDA Taylor." He said.

Why is he doing like that?

"First you come home baby. We can talk about it then." I said. I can feel his nodding. "You know you should dress like Kimberly. I think she's great in everything. You should really listen to your aunt." He said.

I HATE KIMBERLY!

William Miller, my uncle is really very supportive of me. His wife Ruthie Miller and his only daughter Kimberly Miller always try to get me down. Austin also hates them.

Kimberly always tries to bitch about me and gets happy with that.

"Where are you Tom?" I asked, finally, guessing he's with my uncle.

"I'm with the Millers." He said. "Everything your aunt says about you is true. You really have to listen to her and become an actress." He said.

Oh! I don't like it!

I mean I've acted in Valentine's day. But it's over. I just love music and I just want music.

I don't like people who try to take over my life. Especially aunt Ruthie and Kim. I really don't know what she gets with bitching about me!

"I-I don't like to act in movies Tom."

"Well, then it's your wish then. Kimberly insists. They just want to make your life better Taylor." He said.

Better! Bullshit! My life is wonderful!

"Okay! Gotta go! I'll call you later. Miss you Taylor. Love you! And yeah, Kimberly is taking acting classes from me." He said.

Wait, WHAT?!

REALLY!?

Well then she desires to be an actress. So why should she play with my feelings like this!

Why do they care about my fucking life! Because it's wonderful!? Well yeah!

I hang up the phone, tears streaming down my face. I race to the balcony, looking at the view with my blurred eyes.

"Hey Taylor! Everything will be alright. Don't cry." I heard someone from my next door. I can barely see him with my teary eyes.

I shook my head and let out a fake smile. I ran inside. "I'm sorry if I had hurt you asking." He shouted. I slided the glass door and fell on the couch crying into the pillow.

Why me?

Why always me?

I think I should drink!

I wiped my eyes, had a quick shower.

I wore a off-white t-shirt, with skin tight denims. I wore my boots, did my signature makeup so that no one can actually know that I'm worn out. I gave a quick kiss to Dibbles and Mere. I took my wallet and keys. I rushed to Rigs.

I was crying all the way. God why me always! Why God!?

Do you have any grudge on me that you're taking revenge in the form of Kimberly and aunt Ruthie.

My eyes were still blurry when I reached. "Park the car." I tossed the keys on security's hands.

I rushed inside. I tossed my wallet on the counter, lying my head on it. "One large beer please."

I usually don't drink. But today I want to drink to forget everything.

After sometime, "here you go ma'am!" The bartender gave me a tenth glass of beer. "Here's.... Here's to you." I raised the glass to a lady. "May your life be less complicated than mine!" I got up and started walking.

Woah, I'm trippy and suddenly, I ran into someone.

"I'm so sorry!" I widened my eyes when I saw him. "Are you okay Ms. Swift?" He asked. I nodded, still startled.

Wait, I heard you somewhere.

But seriously this is awesome! Or am I dreaming?

No! I am not.

"Y-yeah I'm okay."

"Come on. You need a seat." He made some place and we sat on a couch. "I'm so sorry. Your shirt is ruined because of my beer." I said. "It's okay Ms. Swift. I can manage." He said. "You can call me Taylor." I said. He smiled and nodded.

God is he for real?

Omg!

Someone say that I'm dreaming!

No I'm not, right?

Who can it be?

Tom!!! Control freak!

Kimberly and aunt Ruthie are fuckers, I say!

I wonder if uncle Williams is also nice to Taylor.

Okay....!

So what do you think?

Who is that guy?

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