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

Chapter 70

Audrey's POV

I woke up pretty early for a Sunday and made my way down to the kitchen. Surprisingly my mom wasn't in the kitchen, or even awake. She normally up by eight on weekends and even Mason. But I don't blame Mason for not being up. Our dad completely tore him down yesterday and made him seem like a lesser person just because he's gay.

That makes me pissed because I don't care what he says, it's not his place to tell Mason who he likes or what he should do with his life. He's so close minded towards everything and completely neglected Mason's feelings just to input his own.

Or maybe we're the close minded ones to think that dad is wrong in the situation; I mean everyone has their own opinions, but was it right for him to scream his upon us? And is it even right for us to be mad at him for having an opinion? I blame my new psychology class for making me think this way.

I head down to Mason's room to see how he's holding up but when I open the door he's not in his bed. Bridget and Niall are spread across the basement living room couch with the TV still on and the door to Chris' old room is cracked open. Something catches my eye as I walk towards the steps. My mom's body is draped over a banjo in the recording studio.

Making my way into the studio I see papers strewn all over the floor, many crumpled, many ripped and one sits in front of her. I try my best to walk over quietly but miserably failing when I step on the tambourine, waking my mother up. "is everything okay?"

"Yeah, why wouldn't things be okay?" I ask back and keep eye contact with her as I slowly move my arm towards the paper, "Are you okay?"

"yeah, I'm fine"

"Whatcha doin in here"

"Nothin"

"Yeah?" I tease and quickly grab the sheet of paper, "who you writing about now...?"

"Audrey, give that back to me." She sets the banjo down and reaches towards me, "that's not for you to see. I just couldn't sleep last night" I hold it tight in my grip and jerk back, running out of the studio, "Audrey!"

She runs behind me and I jump over the couch, slowly waking Bridget and Niall up, "Extra, extra! Taylor Swift wrote a song last night!" I scream, making a loop around the couch and running back down the hall, "read all about it!"

"Audrey Paige give that back! Now!" I run into the bathroom and lock it behind me. My mom jiggles the handle and pounds on the door, "stop it's not even good"

"For Mason." I read off the paper, "you, with your words like knives and swords and weapons that you used against me, you, have knocked me off my feet again got me feeling like I'm nothing."

"Audrey that is enough"

"Why you gotta be so mean?" I skim more of the paper, reading bits and pieces, "and a liar and pathetic and alone in life and mean, and mean, and mean"

"Audrey!"

"Mom, shut up this is good" I continue to read the words, "this is really good"

"Keep reading it!" Bridget's voice is on the other side as well, "Niall you were right! She did write a song about it" she laughs and I hear a smack, "ow mom, I need my arms"

"Someday I'll be living in a big ol' city, and all you're ever gonna be is mean"

"Someone call the press!" Bridget's voice travels and Niall laughs, leaving my mom to huff and walk away. I unlock the door, heading out to see them all sitting on the couch

"How come I don't have any songs written about me? This is bullshit" I joke and throw the light piece of paper down. It really isn't, but I'm not really offended; Bridget gets like five songs, Mason gets this one and I'm left with babysitting Lily and Kyle.