new beginnings

Chapter 113

2 weeks later

no pov

"taylor swift has been seen no where but bars and clubs recently. ever since the death of her wife selena swift, aka selena gomez, she has been lashing out at fans and paparazzi, drinking and even said when she gets her hands on selena's killer, she will kill her."

"taylor swift, formerly known as america's sweetheart has officially spiraled out of control."

"taylor swift. what has gotten into her?"

"the real question is, will this spiral crash or land safely?"

the tv shut off and alison sighed, raking her hand through her hair in angst and stress.

alison pov

emily hasn't talked much ever since taylor screamed at her.

and i know emily believed her because emily is even lashing out now.

and it may not have seemed like it but she was close with selena. and she definitely was close with taylor and now that taylor blamed selena's death on emily it has...taken a toll on her.

"em i'm taking brooklyn and the kids to school okay?" i said quietly as i opened the door.

emily faced away from me, laying down on the bed.

i sighed and walked over, "em. how much longer are you going to be like this?"

"until selena is alive again." she mumbled.

i sighed and walked over to her side of the bed.

"em. please. the girls are here and caleb is here. the kids...we want to help you em. what happened isn't your fault and taylor said that because she misses selena and i'm sure that selena wouldn't want you to blame yourself."

"it's true though. if i hadn't gotten involved with carmin this wouldn't have happened and selena would still be here." she said.

i sighed in frustration.

"alright. well i am taking the kids to school, caleb, the girls, mackenzie and justin are here. and so is jamie and tyler if you need anything." i said and walked out of the room.

i looked at brooklyn who was playing with her necklace on the couch.

i smiled.

it's a locket.

it has 3 slots in it.

one of her mother, her dad and the one in the middle of selena.

"you okay baby?" i asked as i walked over.

she didn't look up.

i sat down next to her and she sighed, "all my parents are dying. i don't want mama to be next..."

i rubbed the 7 year old's back, "it'll be okay sweetie."

"no. mama is upset. she yells alot and she doesn't play with me anymore or do anything. it's like i am invisible to her." she said and pouted.

this girl is going to make me cry.

"brookie. your mama loves you. so much. she just misses mommy a lot right now and she is trying to deal with the loss. but i know she loves you okay?"

"will mama go back to normal soon? i don't want her sad." she said.

i sighed, "i'm sure she will be okay? let's just get you to school with your cousins. care! mason! let's go guys!" i shouted out.

the pitter patter of my now 5 year old twins running down the steps.

they were giggling and running around.