new beginnings

Chapter 97

brooklyn pov

"brookie! come on you have school today!" selena called me downstairs.

i whimpered.

i don't want to go back yet. lillian goes there...

i don't like my school.

"coming selena." i said loud enough for selena to hear me.

"you okay bub?" i jumped and saw taylor in the doorway.

i nodded slowly.

she walked over to me, "hey. what's wrong honey?" she said and bent down.

"i just don't like school..."

she smiled, "aw. i'm sorry. but you have to go brooke. selena and i just want you to be smart and educated. you'll be fine okay? if you need anything ask your teacher and have her call me okay?"

i nodded.

"that's my girly." she kissed my forehead and reached her hand out to me.

i took it right away and smiled up at her.

she smiled and rubbed the back of my hand and i felt safe.

maybe i will be okay...

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"stop it lillian!" i cried out as lilly threw my food out.

"your food sucks. who gave it to you? your new mommy? news flash she doesn't care about you. selena and taylor will get rid of you and throw you where you belong...the trash." lillian said in my face and shoved me.

i stumbled backwards and next thing i know i'm in the garbage can.

everybody laughed at me and looked over.

"aw see? this is your home now!" she said and laughed.

"wait. just one more thing..." she took her tray of spaghetti and sauce and poured it onto me.

i sat there, whimpering, trying not to cry.

"that's much better." lillian said and walked away.

i tried to get out but i was stuck.

i wriggled back and forth until the can tipped over.

i let out a scream and fell over.

the garbage from the bottom went all over me.

i sat on the ground and sobbed out loudly and let my tears fall since i'm now all alone while everyone is at recess. having fun.

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taylor pov

i was at the studio trying to record a new song when i got a call from brooklyn's school.

i answered, "hello?"

"hello mrs. swift?"

"yes this is she. how can i help you?"

"um well mrs. swift. there was an incident before and turns out your daughter is here in our office. she made a mess in the cafeteria and we need to speak with a parent from her outburst."

brooklyn? acting out? that doesn't sound like her...

"okay. i will be right there ma'am." i said and hung up.

"sorry guys. i have to go. my daughter needs me." i said to my band and the producer.

they said bye and i left as i called selena and left a voicemail since i know she's busy at a photoshoot today and she didn't answer.