taylor pov
when we got back to sam's house i sat at the counter with selena, watching terry's every move.
demi left after watching the twins for us.
they were watching tv.
"guys! come on my music video is about to premiere!" sam waved us over.
we smiled and went to the couch.
sam made room for selena and i.
i sat on the edge and sam was with terry.
i sighed and looked at the tv.
"mom." sam said.
i looked up.
she smiled and came over to me.
she sat down in between selena and i.
she put her head on my shoulder and i smiled.
i rubbed her arm.
"and now. the moment you have all been waiting for! here is the worldwide premiere of sam swift's music video for her new hit single, stitches!"
i smiled and the music video played.
sam got into a car and drove through a tunnel and through a highway.
she pulled the slick black car to a stop in an empty parking garage.
the music started playing as she opened the door and stepped out, in slow motion.
she was wearing a black leather jacket and black jeans with a white shirt under her jacket.
she looked at the camera as she walked in the garage.
I thought that I've been hurt before
But no one's ever left me quite this sore
Your words cut deeper than a knife
Now I need someone to breathe me back to life
a drum started and sam looked as if she was just punched.
she stumbled to the ground.
Got a feeling that I'm going under
she glanced up and stood up, continuing her walk, wiping her now bloody lip.
But I know that I'll make it out alive
her head snapped to the side and back forward.
If I quit calling you my lover and
Move on
You watch me bleed until I can't breathe
sam shot around, and was shoved to the ground, her body flipping, in slow motion.
Shaking, falling onto my knees
she rolled on the ground, until she reached the car.
And now that I'm without your kisses
I'll be needing stitches
she looked up and pulled herself up, her face bruised up and bloody.
Tripping over myself,
Aching, begging you to come help
she walked forward slightly, painfully singing to the camera.
And now that I'm without your kisses
I'll be needing stitches
Just like a moth drawn to a flame
her face snapped to the left, as if again, being hit.
she walked weaker now.
Oh, you lured me in, I couldn't sense the pain
she was hit again, making her body sway and stumble.
Your bitter heart cold to the touch
another hit.
Now I'm gonna reap what I sow
she was hit constantly and again, making her collapse to the ground.
I'm left seeing red on my own
she stood up, her face more injured, walked more.
Got a feeling that I'm going under
another hit. wow this is really good!
But I know that I'll make it out alive
If I quit calling you my lover and
Move on
You watch me bleed until I can't breathe
sam's head shot back, flinging her body backwards and to the concrete floor.
Shaking, falling onto my knees
And now that I'm without your kisses
I'll be needing stitches
Tripping over myself,
Aching, begging you to come help
And now that I'm without your kisses
she was slammed down onto her back now.
she looked around, hit again and her body was dragged on the ground.
she flailed her arms, trying to get up but her body lifted on top of the car.
I'll be needing stitches
her head was shoved through the window.
we all gasped at that part.
she collapsed to the ground and the music quieted down, only guitar playing softly.
sam was lying on the ground, shattered glass all around her, her face mangled and bloody and bruised.
her eyes were closed and she sang lower.
Needle and the thread,
Gotta get you out of my head
Needle and the thread,
Gonna wind up dead
she opened her eyes and knitted her eyebrows in pain.
Needle and the thread,
Gotta get you out of my head
Needle and the thread,
Gonna wind up dead
she turned her head to the camera.
she looked back up at the ceiling, closing her eyes and singing higher and louder, her face determined and angry now,
Needle and the thread,
Gotta get you out of my head
Needle and the thread,
Gonna wind up dead
Needle and the thread,
Gotta get you out of my head, get you out of my head
she stood up and took off in a sprint,
You watch me bleed until I can't breathe
I'm shaking, falling onto my knees
sam was shot back, her body flying through the wall, (falling on my knees)
And now that I'm without your kisses
I'll be needing stitches (and I'll be needing stitches)
Tripping over myself,
she lay on the ground, the wall dust floating down,
Aching, begging you to come help (begging, "Baby, please.")
And now that I'm without your kisses
I'll be needing stitches
she pulled herself up.
(And now that)
I'm without your kisses
she looked in the camera, her face now even more badly bruised, a huge black eye and a swollen lip and gashes everywhere.
I'll be needing stitches
(And now that)
I'm without your kisses
I'll be needing stitches
she looked in a mirror and finished singing.
the music stopped and sam, looked down sadly and took a deep breath.
she then turned the water faucets on.
she breathed out and washed her face.
when she looked back into the mirror her face was back to normal.
she glanced at the camera through the mirror and the video ended.
"oh my god. sam that was amazing!" i cheered and hugged her tightly.
"really you guys liked it?" she asked, unsure of her success.
wow. she is so me.
"babe. it was amazing. i loved it so much. and you looked so badass in it." selena said and kissed sam.
i chuckled and rolled my eyes.
i saw terry watching uncomfortably.
yeah your daughter's a superstar bitch. get used to it.
i took out my phone and tweeted,
okay. just watched the #stitchesmusicvideo and fell in love! amazing! so proud of you @samswift! who else freaked out about it?!?!
i got so many mentions.
"sam. people love it. check your twitter." selena said and smiled.
sam took out her phone, "oh my god." she laughed happily.
"they like it."
"they LOVE it sammy." i said and hugged her.
"i'm so proud of you. i loved that video." i said and kissed the side of her head.
"what did you think mom?" sam asked terry as she pulled away from me.
okay ouch.
terry smiled, "i think you're amazingly talented. just like your mother." she said and looked at me.
"taylor your mother.not me. i can't do that but it was amazing. i'm so proud of you." she kissed her forehead and hugged her.
we heard loud cries on the baby monitor.
"i got it." sam said and ran upstairs.
"wait...mom do you want to meet them?" sam asked.
terry's eyes lit up.
"of course." she said and smiled.
sam took her hand and they went upstairs.
i looked at selena, "they are not going alone. i don't trust her. let's go." i grabbed selena and took her upstairs.
"me either..." selena muttered.
we walked into the kids' room.
sam took out alison, "this is alison taylor swift."
terry smiled and carefully took her.
i watched everything she was doing with my god daughter.
"wow. you're beautiful just like your mommies huh?"
i smiled slightly, then frowned again.
alison started crying loudly again.
"oh. sorry. she's not really used to strangers." sam said.
"here i got her." i said gently and grabbed alison softly.
she immediately calmed down and i could tell that ticked something off in terry so i internally smiled.
point taylor.
"this little guy...is brantley andre swift." she said and handed brant to terry.
her smiled brightly and giggled.
"oh. hi buddy. you look just like your mommy." she said and looked at selena, who was now listening.
"you're beautiful." she whispered to brant.
selena smiled and sam rubbed her back.
no. no no no.i can not have terry win over selena too!
damnit!
at least ali is on my side.
i looked down at her and she was playing with my long hair.
yes i grew it out again.
now it's just wavy and blonde. not curly, or frizzy. wavy and long.
"he has your eyes and face selena. they both do." terry said, bringing smiles to selena and sam.
"thank you terry." selena said politely.
fuck. fuck fuck fuck!
"they have sam's smile and alison has her beautiful blue eyes."
sam blushed, "mom..."
terry chuckled and so did selena.
"terry would you like a drink? tea? coffee?" selena asked.
traitor!
"water would be just fine thank you selena." terry said and smiled kindly.
"well they should get back to bed." i said and put alison in her cradle and brant in his.
terry and sam walked downstairs and i went with selena.
"traitor." i muttered in her ear and trudged downstairs.
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"really sam? underwear on your head?" selena said while laughing.
"i was 8!" she defended and laughed along with her and terry.
"i also found her in my bathroom once, blowing up condoms. she said to me, "look mommy! balloons!"" selena cracked up and so did sam and terry.
"funniest thing ever. but at the time i was moritfied. i was thinking like i can't tell my 6 year old daughter she is blowing up condoms. so i just said that they were daddy's "special" balloons and she can't touch them."
"daddy's special balloons and she can't touch them mehh." i mocked and stuck my tongue out.
they all stopped and looked at me.
sam was glaring at me and terry just looked hurt.
selena was raising an eyebrow at me, as if saying "rude much?"
i sighed, "i should go. nice video sammy. bye sel...terry." i said and quickly left.
should i trust terry?
no she can hurt my baby again...
but she promised sam she has changed.
that doesn't mean she'll keep it taylor.
true. and i hate her so...
i groaned and drove away quickly.
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is terry loyal?
stitches? huh huh?;)
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~stay fearless~
caleigh <13