❝𝘓𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘦'𝘭𝘭 𝘥𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘥❞

ꨄ

𝗔𝗨𝗚𝗨𝗦𝗧 𝟯𝟭𝗦𝗧 , 𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟯
𝗟𝗢𝗦 𝗔𝗡𝗚𝗘𝗟𝗘𝗦 , 𝗖𝗔𝗟𝗜𝗙𝗢𝗥𝗡𝗜𝗔
𝟰:𝟮𝟳 𝗣𝗠

The internet was currently losing their minds over the photos the paparazzi had taken of Lucy and Tatum kissing, but the two were completely unaware of the fact photos of them had even been taken. Lucy and Tatum were preoccupied watching TV and cuddling, neither had gone on their phones all day, which resulted in the two being spammed by their friends telling them to check Twitter. They had enough of the constant buzzing and finally picked up their phones.

𝗛𝗼𝘁 𝗛𝗼𝗺𝗼𝘀
𝖯𝗁𝗈𝖾𝖻𝖾 ∙ 𝖫𝗎𝖼𝗒 ∙ 𝖩𝗎𝗅𝗂𝖾𝗇 ∙ 𝖳𝖺𝗍𝗎𝗆

𝗣𝗵𝗼𝗲𝗯𝗲
GUYS
LUCY
TATUM
GUYS ANSWER RIGHT THE FUCK NOW

𝗝𝘂𝗹𝗶𝗲𝗻
LUCE
TWITTER
INSTAGRAM
LITERALLY ANYTHING
ITS EVERYWHERE
TATUM
LUCY ELIZABETH DACUS ANSWER YOUR
GODDAMN PHONE

𝗟𝘂𝗰𝘆
Jeez calm down
What are you full naming me for?

𝗧𝗮𝘁𝘂𝗺
Wtf is going on

𝗣𝗵𝗼𝗲𝗯𝗲
Lots of shit
You guys are trending right now

𝗝𝘂𝗹𝗶𝗲𝗻
Check Twitter

Tatum's jaw dropped once she saw the photos. "Oh my god"

"Fuck"

"I just got outed" Tatum breathed, "I haven't even told my sister, and I tell her everything!" Tatum buried her face in her hands, "What am I gonna do?"

Lucy pulled Tatum in for a side hug, placing a kiss on her head. "You have nothing to worry about, everything's gonna be okay"

"Okay?" Tatum snapped and stood abruptly, "Everything won't be okay, Lucy! I just got fucking outed by the goddamn paparazzi! Everyone's gonna be giving me shit for being gay!"

"I know, I'm sorry. Things are difficult right now but they will get better"

"You don't know that, you don't" Tatum sank to the floor hung her head between her knees. "I- I can't..." Tatum couldn't string together a coherent sentence. "I think I'm- Panic attack" Tatum tugged at the neck of her shirt, "I can't..."

Lucy got on the floor with Tatum and held the actress in her arms, unsure of what to do or how to help her.

"I've got you, it's okay"

After a minute or so Tatum's breathing returned to normal, but the two stayed on the floor.

"This was a mistake" Tatum said suddenly, "I can't do this"

"What do you mean?" Tatum ignored Lucy's question and started towards the door, but Lucy grabbed her wrist and spun her around. "Tate, please! Talk to me!"

"We were a mistake! Tatum pulled her wrist out of Lucy's grasp, "This never would've happened if we hadn't met!"

Lucy was taken aback; she was in complete dismay. She had done nothing but love Tatum. Lucy had imagined a whole life with her, in her head Tatum was the one.

She inched forward and reached for Tatum, who backed away. "You're scared, I get that, but we can get past this. I love you, Tatum, and I will continue to love you no matter what. You still love me, right?"

"I need to go"

Tatum left the apartment in a hurry, she couldn't be around Lucy right now, not after what she had said, or rather what she didn't say. Her relationship with Lucy getting leaked to the public wasn't anyone's fault, but in Tatum's eyes she was the one to blame since she insisted on going out.

As for the internet, they were currently losing their minds over the new couple. People had very different reactions to say the least. A majority were ecstatic about it, but others left hateful comments on Tatum's posts. The comments were of so-called "fans" being disgusted about Tatum dating a woman.

It'd been weeks since the incident, which had begun to die down. That didn't matter though, it had already done its damage to the once happy couple. Tatum was in her apartment barely conscious, or sober for that matter. She had been drinking her feelings away since the post had been made. Everything Tatum had worked so hard to build was now crumbling down around her, it was her own damn fault after all, at least that's the way it seemed to her.

Everything that went down with Lucy was all Tatum, she had been the one who broke up with her, and Tatum hated herself for it. She didn't mean everything she said, it was just a spur of the moment type of thing.

Taylor had been checking in on her sister everyday since, usually earning a groan or a "go away" from Tatum.

Taylor knocked on the front door, "Tate? Everyone's worried about you. You can either let me in or I can let myself in"

There was no response, so Taylor let herself in.

"Why did I ever give anyone a key" She mumbled, "Leave"

"Are you drinking?!" Taylor completely ignored her sisters request. "Tatum, what the fuck?"

Taylor snatched the nearly empty bottle of liquor from her sister's hand. Tatum reached for the bottle but fell in trying to do so.

"You're so drunk you can't even move!" Scolded Taylor, "Tate you need help, this isn't normal"

Tatum began hysterically laughing on the floor, "I don't need help. I'm coping, I'm coping with my shitty life"

"Tate,"

"Everyone hates me, what's the point?"

"I've been where you are, but- "

"No," Tatum cut her off, "You haven't been where I am" Tatum stumbled to her feet, "You've never been outed by the goddamn paparazzi! You've never been criticized for being gay! You and I aren't the same"

Taylor nodded, understanding her sister was right, "I just wanna help"

"You can help by leaving"

"Tatum- "

"I said leave! Get out of my house!"

Taylor stood there for a moment, astounded. Her and Tatum had never fought like this, they definitely had their moments but nothing major, nothing like this.

"Okay," Taylor complied and left Tatum's apartment.

Tatum sank to the floor, hugging her knees to her chest. Tatum let out a choked sob. Everything around her was crumbling and it was all her own fault. Tatum had ruined her relationship, the one good thing in her life, and then she exploded in her sisters face when all she was trying to do was help.

The pain of being the worst thing to walk into someone's life was unbearable. Tatum cursed at herself for ruining anything everything she came into contact with.

Tatum eyed the bottle of liquor on her coffee table. There was a realization suddenly; the bottle was glass. Tatum grabbed the neck of the bottle and smashed it on the floor. Tatum pushed the sharp edge against her wrist, wincing at the pain as she slid the glass across her wrist. She swapped the glass to her other hand and repeated the process on her other wrist. Tatum dropped the glass and watched as the blood seeped from the wounds on her wrists. There was a wave of relief that swept over Tatum, and for once since the incident, she was at peace.

Meanwhile, Lucy was blissfully unaware of the fact that Tatum was bleeding out in her apartment. Julien and Phoebe were at Lucy's place comforting her after Tatum broke up with her out of the blue.

Taylor on the other hand had received the call from Tatum's landlord. Taylor rushed out of her house, not caring about the driving laws in the moment, the only thing that mattered to her was her little sister.

Taylor pulled out her phone and clicked on Lucy's contact.

Phoebe answered Lucy's phone, "Taylor, nows not
a- "

Taylor cut her off, "Meet me at the hospital. Get Lucy, get Julien, and just meet me there"

"What happened?"

"I don't know, but Tatum's hurt, it's bad"

The Swifts and the boys sat anxiously waiting for any updates on Tatum. They had learned that Tatum had tried taking her own life. Lucy blamed herself for not noticing how bad Tatum was struggling. So called "fans" were sending Tatum death threats left and right, resulting in Tatum deactivated all her social platforms. Many people began to compare the situation to her sisters; they were saying it was a repeat of when Taylor disappeared from the public eye. The media managing to run two Swifts off all social platforms was definitely a record.

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in class rn but I just had to post this chapter. i was too excited. I physically couldnt wait any longer