The Singer's Girl

Chapter 9

CAROLINE'S POV

When Taylor got home that night I was up in my room waiting for her. Although I had been sick and I had been missing Taylor it was what I would call a good day. I never got upset over my dad, I never got an anxiety attack, and I didn't have a bad dream while I was taking a nap.

Suddenly I heard my bedroom door creak open and I looked up to see Taylor's familiar face.

"Hey girl." She said as she walked over to me, I stood up to hug her and she wrapped me in a warm embrace.

"How are you feeling?" She asked as she swayed me back and forth in the hug because I didn't want to let go of her.

"Fine." I said and she finally let me go so I took that as a sign that I should let her go.

"You should probably go to sleep if you're going to school tomorrow." She said as we sat down on my bed. I was glad that nothing had come up about the sleeping pills. I hoped Taylor would forget about it.

I crawled under the covers in my bed and Taylor stayed where she was for a second, staring off into space. She looked over at me after a while and leaned over to kiss my cheek, then she got up and headed towards the door.

"Goodnight Caroline." She said before turning off the light and closing the door.

TAYLOR'S POV

The autumn weather was starting to prevail the next morning as I woke Caroline up. The wind was howling through the windows and I was surprised she slept through it.

"Caroline." I said as I picked up some dirty clothes from her floor.

"Come on, it's time to get up." I told her, dumping the clothes back on the floor when I remembered that she did her own laundry now. When I thought back to last year I realized how much Caroline has grown up and matured. Sure, she still needed me when she had anxiety attacks and things like that, but that was understandable. When I compared now to last year I could certainly see more of a teenager in Caroline now. At this time last year Caroline seemed kind of shy, now she was open and it wasn't hard for me to see the woman she would grow up to be.

Now she was taking more responsibility for herself in everything. Even though the whole sleeping pill incident happened I still think that Caroline was a good kid, compared to things some girls her age do I would gladly take Caroline. I could see how much she'd matured, but knowing that her dad being killed made her grow up too fast made me sad.

Soon she was dressed and coming down the stairs. I sat reading emails while she made herself breakfast. I looked up seeing her in shorts and a t-shirt.

"You should probably wear a jacket, it's cold." I told her and she didn't turn around, but I was assuming she heard me. Before too long we were out the door and I was driving her to school. The drive was familiar and it was weird to think that in half a year Caroline would be doing it herself.

"See ya." She said as I pulled up in front if the school.

"Bye love you." I said.

"Love you." She told me before shutting the car door and meeting up with her new friends inside the school.

CAROLINE'S POV

It was only 8am but I could already tell it was going to be a good day. And after two bad days I was ready. Fall was finally starting to show and everyone at school was getting out their sweatshirts. I saw Kelsey when I walked into school so I went over to stand by her.

"Hey, where were you yesterday?" She asked when she saw me.

"I was sick." I said, which was true, but it wasn't the whole story. We stood together talking for a while until Grace showed up. By then it was already time to go to class.

"Are you doing to be here tomorrow?" I asked Grace in first period, remembering how he said her mom was having surgery this week.

"No, my dad's getting me out." She said and I nodded. I knew it sucked to be in her position, when my mom had cancer I hardly ever knew where she was because she was always getting treatment or going to physical therapy or going to regular therapy. And that must be what Grace felt like with her mom always in the hospital.

I thought of my life so far and what had happened with my parents, then I thought of Grace's life, then I thought of Taylor's life. I didn't doubt that Taylor went through hard times, but most of it stemmed from her being famous. And when you compare both your parents dying by the time you were fifteen to being followed around by paparazzi, I would rather be Taylor.

And I know that she has to deal with me and my life, but I'm the only one who experiences it first hand. Maybe that's why I liked being with Taylor so much, because her problems in life were so small compared to mine and when I'm with her I forget my problems.

Taylor picked me up from school that day and I was happy. I didn't know why I was happy but I liked it. I got home from school, I did my homework, I watched TV with Taylor, I helped her make supper, and I did my laundry. Everything was so normal and I found comfort in that. I knew that my dad was dead and I even thought of that fact, but nothing brought me down from my happiness.

I remembered thinking that I wasn't always comfortable around Taylor during my anxiety attack the other day, but now I knew that that was completely untrue. Yes I miss my real parents sometimes, but when I was with Taylor I was content. And I think that it's mature of me to accept that Taylor is my only person, because it's true an I should just embrace it instead of having breakdowns about it. But that was easier said than done.

After having a bad couple days this good day was like heaven. I was so happy for no reason and I didn't have a worry in the world.

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Mmkay, so this is on the shorter side but I wanted to give some insight in what Caroline and Taylor are feeling and thinking. I also wanted to show that Caroline was a teenager, because sometimes when I write about her bad days it can seem like she's younger. Thanks for reading guys!