You Drew Stars Around my Scars - Taylor Swifts Daughter

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Taylor POV

I'm pissed at my daughter for getting drunk. I wouldn't have expected for my daughter to get drunk on my big night, this was so unlike her.

I don't know what's gotten into her lately

She wasn't like this before

I just hope no one got any videos of her drunk

I do have to admit she's a funny drunk

But I'm mad at her

She's only fifteen, she shouldn't be drinking

God knows what else's she's been doing behind my back

I'm in my music room cause I can't even look at her from how mad I am

I'm on the piano experimenting on a few notes when I hear my phone ring

I get up to get it as I left it on the couch

"Hi tree" I say picking up the phone

"Hi Taylor"

"Is Everything alright?"

"Actually no, that's what I have to talk to you about, it's about Kas"

"Gosh, please tell me videos of her drinking last night didn't leak"

"She got drunk" she says chuckling

"Yeah"

"I wouldnt have expected it from her"

"Trust me, she got so drunk"

"Well it's not about that, people are talking about the scar on her chin. Like a lot. They have a ton of different speculations, they're also talking about her weight loss and assuming she has an eating disorder. I think we have to release a statement before these lies begin to spread even more"

"Gosh I hope Kas hasn't seen any of those comments"

"As much as I hope she hasn't, they're everywhere Taylor, if she's been on her phone, she's probably seen them"

"Let me talk to her and I'll call you back okay?"

"Okay, I'll be waiting"

It's times like these when I wish I wasn't famous, because of me, my daughter has to suffer

I walk upstairs and knock on her door and open it

Kas is laying in bed staring at the ceiling

"Spare your scolding, I know i shouldn't have gotten drunk"

"Yeah you shouldn't have and I'm pissed because of that, you're grounded by the way, but I'm not here to scold you, sit up I need to talk to you".

My daughter obeys, and I sit next to her

"Tree called"

"Why?"

"Apparently some people have been saying some pretty mean things about this?" I say touching the scar on her chin

"Yeah I know, I saw, they've also been saying some pretty disgusting things about my body" she says and I see a tear rolling down her cheek

My heart shatters in to a million pieces and I take her in my arms

"You're perfect in every way" I assure her

"You told me that all my life, doesn't take away the fact that a bunch of strangers feel they have a right to comment on my body, that still hurts"

"I know baby, trust me, I know, but they don't know you, which means nothing they think about you is true, they have no right to make you feel this way okay?"