People Like Us (Taylor Swift,The Band Perry,Miranda Lambert,etc. Story)

Finally Safe

*Kylie’s POV*

 

I feel the blood dripping down my face and the last thing I see is Taylor’s tear stained face as she thrashes against her restraints, screaming brokenheartedly, begging me to stay with her, even though we both knew that it was futile. Even if I wanted to, I couldn’t.

 

I felt a single tear fall down my face, mourning the loss of the only people who’ve cared about me, basically the only family I’ve ever had before I ever really got the chance to enjoy them.

 

I felt the scalpel bite in, and then all I could see was black. But for some reason I could still hear everything, almost as if I was meant to hear it all. I heard a weird clanging and a few gasps.

I feel a weird pressure on my wrist and then I hear a voice I never thought I’d hear again. “She’s okay. Someone unlock Taylor.” Kimberly Perry said, her voice determined, and if I could’ve I would have smiled. I should have known she’d be the first one to figure out what i did, and how to save us.  

 

I then feel a hand squeeze mine gently as the metallic bite of the handcuffs was suddenly removed from my wrists and ankles.

 

“Get her to the car. We need to get her to a hospital not run by a psycho.” Kimberly says in a tone that makes me think of some sort of drill sergeant or something, and I feel myself gently lifted into a pair of arms as the person brisky walks away.

 

I couldn’t help but wish that it was Taylor, I don’t know how, but even before the person spoke I knew that it wasn’t and not only just because I knew she was hurt too.

 

“Hey Kylie. You need to hold on okay. I know I haven’t gotten to talk to you much but I hope you know how much you mean to me, to all of us already. You’re our hero and you have to keep going, especially for Taylor. She seriously loves you kiddo. You’re like her little sister already, so you have to fight for her okay?” A voice that I recognized as Kelly Clarkson’s told me.

 

But even as she spoke I felt myself fading. But I knew she was right. I had to hold on for Taylor, for all of them.

 

My last thought was picturing all of them, all of the people for some reason risked everything to save me. My family, and I knew that just that picture of them was enough to put some fight in me as everything faded into blackness. And for the first time in my life, I didn’t welcome it, I fought it because I knew that it was worth it. That I wouldn’t hurt anymore, because I had them.

I feel as if I’m floating through darkness that is thick, almost like a veil as I move. I try to rip at it, see something,anything, but i just can’t. I start to get scared, that I didn't fight hard enough. That I wouldn’t see Taylor again. Or any of them.

 

As soon as the panic wracked through my mind I felt a pressure on my hand, and a soft voice. “Hey baby. I just wanted to thank you for saving me. I never wanted you to, but it was so brave, and you are just such an amazing person, and I just need you to wake up. I need you to be okay. So please just wake up for me baby. You got through the worst, I know you can get through this, and I promise nobody will ever hurt you again. Just wake up. Please.” Taylor begged.