A Swift wants me?

ch. 6

i close my eyes and everyone disapeared. it was all a dream. A sick twisted dream. I check my phone and see no messages. Thank god.

i walk into the living room. i see a note  with my name on it and its easy for me to assume its probably from Taylor so i just leave it alone.

i sit on the couch for a few minutes until i hear someone say my name. "God Taylor you scared me, i thought you were out" i say kinda freaking out on  the inside over the mysterious note.

"Nope. spending the day at home" she says eyeing me carefully. i hope i wasnt screaming or crying too loud  from my nightmare. i was crying when i woke up for real and i barely ever cry. And now i have that creepy note with my name on it to worry about.

i go grab a glass of water and grab the note before Taylor sees it and makes things worse for me or herself. who knows what will happen to me. but now Taylor knows and thats breaking the instructions i was given.

i put the note in my purse and walk out the door. i need to go to the label and show them the rest of the songs i want on my album.

i dont bother to read the note. it probably says something threatening. at this point i dont care about dying. its bound to happen sometime.

when i get to the label, i perform my songs and record some of the ones that were approved. im allowed to have 10 songs on my album. i have 4 recorded already and 3 new ones to record.

ive always been the kind of girl who is a rebel. i rarely ever cry infront of people because i prefer to do it silently behind closed doors. i have bad luck in this sick twisted thing called fate. it seriously some physcopath is after me.

i write songs about experiences. The big change from streets to singer really helps my song writing. Im famous now and that means lots and lots of hate. That also inspires some great songs.

It takes so much to scare me. Ive had a gun held up to my head so at this rate im pretty much fearless. Right now im afraid of what will happen to the people i love. as of right now, i know what i have to do......

A/N: this is just a filler. What do you think Melissa will do next? next update tomorrow