A Little Too Late (Third book to Adopted by Taylor Swift)

Chapter 66

Bridget's POV

Taylor fell asleep after she downed the rest of her red wine. I ended up staying up and watching the rest of the movie. I also never really fell asleep after anyway, and I think it was because I stressed so much about my moms health.

She doesn't have a heathy way of expressing her feelings and I struggle to watch her go down this path of hiding things. I know she's happy deep down, and I know she can bounce back from this because she always has but Harry did her good. He has damaged her so much that I don't even know how to cope with it.

My mom falls and she falls fast, leaving her left dry when Harry divorced her the first and second time. I don't like the relationship and I never have but I care about my mothers happiness, and if Harry gets his act together and my mom is happy, that's all I can ask for.

I think his abusive state is gone and I know he beats himself up mentally because of it. I know that's not really who he is and he knows that too, that's why he's been over at my house with Niall so much and even counseling. I've imputed as much as I can towards my mom and it's up to her to make the right choice.

The vibration from my phone shakes me out of my state. The caller ID is something I know of, but I never put it in my phone for reasons.

"This is a call from Nashville Penitentiary, would you like to accept?"

"Yes please" i get off the blow up and walk to the kitchen, I wasn't going to wake Taylor up.

"Hey sweetheart"

"Hey mom, how are things?"

"Oh they're good. Well, as good as it can be" she laughs and i smile with her voice, "you coming today?"

"Of course I am. It's the 10th isn't it?"

"That's what the calendar says!"

I smile and pick at my nails at the counter. I visit my birth mom every 10th and 20th of the months, but this month is different because I'm trying to get a three day release for her to visit my kids. Well, if Niall is okay with it. I haven't really told him I've been visiting my mom since the day I attempted suicide three years ago.

"I've got to stop by the wardens office before stopping by you to talk about the release"

"Yeah, I was gonna ask you to do that" she chuckles, "but I'll see you in a couple hours, come by at the recess time, I want to give you a hug"

I laugh and agree before hanging up. The relationship I now have with Lori is 10x better than it ever has been. In a way I will never fully forgive her for killing my father, but I also know that I couldn't move on in my life if I didn't.

"Who was that?"

"Huh?" I turn around and Taylor's leaning on the door frame, "oh, just Niall. He wanted me to pick up some veggies on my way home" I lie

"Oh, alright. You gonna stick around for a little or does he want you home?"

"Uhm, I can probably hang for like an hour" I shrug and pull out the eggs for breakfast, "unless you want me gone" I joke and watch her smile

"I've wanted you gone from day one"

"Ouch" I laugh with her and pull out pans. After a while we learned how to joke with what was given to us when it came the time of me hating her, and then resulting in having my brothers lung. But honestly I think were closer ever since.

It's super weird to think I have two different lungs, and for a little bit I freaked myself out thinking that I wasn't breathing the same, but really it was all in my head.