Room 13 (Kaylor)

Chapter Eight.

A/N: Hey guys sorry for the delay! Karlie and Taylor talk about that kiss and other things, and Taylor...well you'll be so proud of her hopefully.
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"Forgive me, Taylor, I should've gone over this earlier, a complete error on my part..."

Jourdan Dunn, as the little plaque on the outside of her dark brown door states, frowns as she flips through a file on her table, reading glasses propped on her nose while Taylor fidgets in her seat with a shaky sigh and a roll of her eyes.

"It's okay...take your time."

She doesn't blame Jourdan for being confused. It's kind of hard to wrap your mind around Taylor Swift bursting into your office screaming 'I kissed someone who wasn't my fiancé!' at the top of her lungs. At least Jourdan had shown her the decency to sit her down and get her a glass of water, and even though Taylor's somewhat calmed down in the ten minutes that have passed, she still finds herself looking at Jourdan in slight distaste for practically no reason, considering the woman has been nothing but kind.

She hates this. She hates sitting in this seat and not seeing Karlie opposite her. She hates seeing some woman she doesn't even know, hates seeing Jourdan stare down at the papers in front of her like they're written in some foreign language. Taylor doesn't even know what the woman's reading, she hasn't spoken a word, but Taylor's quite sure it's to give her time to calm herself down and not from any ill will towards her...she did kind of walk in here in a panic, pacing back and forth and rambling about kissing someone she wasn't engaged to...

She doesn't even know what she was thinking, she just needed to tell somebody. It's been almost a week since it happened, and seeing as she hasn't spoken to or heard from Karlie since that day in her trailer and chickened out at the last minute on telling Joe what she did while she was in Nashville, she was on the verge of bursting any second now.

Add in the fact that Ella's out of town until next week working on her music with the record label she's on the cusp of signing with, and Taylor had no one else left to turn to.

Granted, she probably should've gone about it a lot better than just blurting it out the second she burst through the door, and Jourdan had kind of taken it like a champ, had looked at her in shock before sitting her down and telling her to take a few deep breaths-

"I'm sorry, i'm just...not good at this. I...I don't really know how to explain it..."

"Well, this is Karlie's file on you, she gave me everything on all of her patients before she left town. I should've read it before our session today, but it's been hard taking on double the workload while Karlie's gone..." Jourdan murmurs, and Taylor's heart skips a beat, her eyes falling down on the file that she can barely see over the top of Jourdan's desk as the raven haired woman flips through the pages with her tongue caught between her teeth.

Karlie has a file on her?

Well, obviously she does, Taylor, she's your therapist, remember?

Was her therapist...

Jourdan's eyes suddenly light up with recognition, this look of worry crossing her face before she sighs and takes her glasses off, closing the file and placing her glasses on top of it before she crosses her hands over the desk and looks at Taylor with a slight smile.

"So...there's a lot here, Taylor, but we'll take it one step at a time, i'd hate to overwhelm you. From what's written in your file, Karlie's stated that you're getting married in three months and you originally came to her because you were feeling...off, about everything?" Jourdan says nonchalantly, watching Taylor expectantly.