Mother: Taylor Swift
Y/n age: 3
Summary: Taylor has another daughter and is being cold to Y/n
☀︎Y/n☀︎
"Okay, Birdie. It's time to set some ground rules," Uncle Aussie says seriously while rubbing hand sanitiser on my hands
But there's a play area that's much more intriguing
"Bird," He says shaking my hands
"Sorry, I listening," I hum, pulling my hands out of his so I can play with the bottom of my braid.
"When we go in and see Mommy I know you will feel very excited, but I need you to be calm and gentle because Mommy will be sore and baby sister is small and VERY breakable," He explains
I'M A BIG SISTER!
Mommy had another little girl, but she promised I would still be her birdie.
I don't know why she calls me birdie but I like it.
I like it a lot. Sometimes, I forget it's not my real name.
"Okay," He whispers taking my hand and pushing the door open, helping me in.
"Momma!" I cheer quietly
"Hey Y/n," Momma says quietly
Y/n? No one calls me that.
I see Nana and Grandpa in different corners of the room, on their phones taking photos and typing.
I grab onto Uncle Aus's leg when he picks me up but I'm not strong enough so he plops me down next to Momma and Baby on the bed.
"How are you big girl, Uncle Austin taking good care of you?" She asks quietly I just nod slowly bringing my thumb up to my mouth and taking it away immediately after tasting hand sanitiser
"This is your sister, Lila May Swift," Momma smiles showing me the baby.
I smile slightly
"You want to hold her?" Momma asks moving Lila around
"I don't know," I mumble
"You don't know?" Momma questions smiling
"I just want a hug, please," I explain but she sighs
"Okay..." I say not wanting to.
Uncle Aussie said the baby could break easily, I don't want Momma to hate me for breaking her.
Uncle Aus moves a bunch of the pillows around and moves my arms into a circle shape, it's a shape like we do at ballet.
"Ready big sister? 3, 2, 1," Mommy whispers excitedly placing Lila into my arms
"Wow you're so good at that Y/n, you're a natural," Nana praises from behind her phone
"hum," I nod biting my lip
That... name.
"Why is she sleeping? It's daytime and it's not nap time," I say confused
"Well babies need more sleep than us big girls birdie," Momma smiles taking pictures
Birdie, that's better.
"Momma I still a little girl," I explain
"Y/n where's the bag? It has my water bottle in it," Uncle Aus asks looking around at his feet
"I don't know. Out der?" I tell him
"Okay," he says going out the door
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