I open my eyes. I'm on the ground. I am in a unfamiliar place.
The walks are blue. The ceiling is white.
This is just a room. A room with nothing in it. No doors. No windows. No anything. No escape.
Im on the ground. I stand up and look around. I want to get out of here.
"HELLLLLLOOOOO?" I yell. Maybe someone will hear me.
I stand up and look at my arm. Blood is spilling from my cuts.
Suddenly I am not in control of my body. I can see myself.
I am looking at my arm then I dip my finger in the blood and walk to the wall.
I start to smear the blood on the wall. I'm writing something.
My body steps back and I can read what is written.
MY FAULT. Is written on the wall in blood.
My fault? I know it's my fault but this just doesn't seem right.
Taylor.. Or I walk out a door that I swear wasn't there before.
I follow her out the door.
The minute I step out of the door and the air hits my face something doesn't feel right.
I look around and all I see is fog.
I have no idea where I am.
I see the other Taylor in front of me.
I run up to her
"Where are we?" I ask her.
She continues to walk not showing the smallest bit of acknowledgment.
I try to tap her shoulder but my hand goes her.
Am I some sort of ghost?
Where is this Taylor going.
Suddenly emerging from the fog I see a graveyard appear.
Are we going there?
When we get their, there is a open coffin and a hole in the ground.
I watch myself get into the coffin then in a poof the coffin is gone along with the hole.
A silver tombstone lays there.
Taylor Alison Swift. December 13th 1989- August 20th 2016. I was dead?!?
What. This can't be happening.
I collapse to the ground and cry.
I should have never ended my own life.
I put my head down in my knees. Nothing will ever be right again.
Then I see Ed appear out of no where. He is visiting my tombstone.
"Taylor you are the only girl that has ever made me truly happy, so tonight I will be joining you."
Ed was going to kill himself?! No he can't because of me. He can't.
I feel alone. I should never have yelled at Ed. We could still be together.
Then I open my eyes and I'm in a hospital room. Ed is standing my bedside.
I am laying there hooked up to a million things.
I'm not dead.
AUTHORS NOTE:
Hi everyone! So this is a longer chapter and it took me forever to right because wattpad wouldn't save my stuff so I had to start over 3 times.
I'm starting a new fanfic soon.
Should it be haylor, sweeran, tay squared or something else? Leave a comment!!
Next update Thursday or Friday!
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Lucky 13.
FanfictionFlash to the future and Taylor Swift's is on the verge of releasing her 13th album. It should be amazing because 13 is her lucky number right? Well nothing is going right.