“Gaga? What happened with you and Taylor?” Tara asked after not receiving a response the first time. Gaga snapped out of her thoughts and looked at Tara with an almost pained expression on her face while tears rolled down her cheeks. “He… He screamed at me and, and told me I was a bitch and…
Tomorrow we will post the second chapter of Dope Needs Me More Than You Do! Things start getting hard… And we will have a little more Taga! I hope you liked the first chapter. Love you!
‘Stef I have had enough.’ Taylor was in front of Gaga, looking at her with the saddest and most dissapointed look that Gaga had ever seen on his face.. He was holding a little bag of white powder in his hand that he had found in their room. Gaga didn’t know what to say, she was in shock. In fact, she never thought that Taylor could find that bag, she had carefully hid it between her stuff, she was really cautious about her secret, she didn’t want anybody to find out because they would get angry and try to stop her, and that’s exactly what happened. If he knew… ‘For how long has this been going on? Why didn’t you tell me? I could have helped you!’ Gaga looked away, she truly didn’t know what to say. ‘Are you going to say anything? Explain? Why are you doing this to yourself? You have been here before, you know how much this hurts!’ He was starting to get angry due to his disappointment and Gaga’s reluctance to talk. ‘Why are you doing this?’ He raised his voice a little bit.
'Why do you care?' Gaga whispered. Taylor's eyes widened.
'Are you serious? I am your boyfriend!' Taylor threw the little bag at her, and it fell to the floor.
'Fuck!' Gaga kneeled down when she saw all the powder on her feet, and she desperately tried to put it inside the bag again. Taylor rolled back his eyes.
'I can't believe this…' Gaga looked at him, frowning.
'Do you know what can't I believe? That you spied me! You looked through my stuff because you don't trust me. You just want to control me! I am tired of your shit!' Gaga stood up and grabbed a book from the shelf that was next to her, trowing it across the room in anger. 'You have no right to touch my stuff. No right!' Taylor looked at the now broken book and then at Gaga. What was happening? He couldn't even recognize his own girlfriend. The sweet girl he fell in love with, the fighter.
'I don't need this.' Gaga coldly laughed.
'Of course you don't. Why would Mr. Perfect want to be with this fucked up girl who obviously can't take care of herself? I am a handicap for you, we both know this. Go away with your Hollywood girls, I don't need you! Leave! Fuck off, I am done with you!' Gaga screamed at the top of her lungs. She felt her eyes go teary due to the stressful situation but she didn't cry. Not in front of him. Taylor took his coat from the clotheshanger and opened the door, looking at Gaga one last time before leaving.
'That shit is going to destroy you and you know it.'
It was dark outside and Gaga was still sitting on the floor of the living room, surrounded by white powder and with her fight with Taylor stuck inside her head. She grabbed her hair and kicked the floor trying her thoughts to go away. She had been crying for hours and her eyes were red and puffy. Her mind was constantly whispering her things and making her feel guilty of what had happened. she couldn’t take it anymore, the pressure was too big and she was going crazy, she needed those thoughts to stop. She looked down and saw the white powder between her salty tears. She knew that doing some lines was the only way, like it walways had been. She remembered her teen days in the darkness of her room, how her only friend were the drugs that her dealer sold her. She managed to stop taking them for some years, but then it all started again. She was sick, her hip was killing her and she could do nothing because of the wheelchair. All the free time that she had made her read the papers, read all the horrible things the paparazi were saying about her. As if it wasn’t enough, her relationship with the record label was breaking, same with all the people that she had considered friends. One day she took her phone and after hesitating for a while, she did it. She phoned her drug dealer once again. When ARTPOP came out things got slightly better, but she couldn’t stop taking drugs, it was too much to risk. Until that day she had managed to keep it as a secret and make up excuses if she looked too tired or dizzy, but now her secret was out.
She looked at the book on the floor and grabbed it. ‘Letters To A Young Poet’. A tear ran down Gaga’s cheek as she opened the book, it was her favourite. She read one of the pages out loud.
'Love your solitude and try to sing out with the pain it causes you.' Her voice cracked and she read another random page. 'Why do you want to shut out of your life any uneasiness, any misery, any depression, since after all you don't know what works this conditions are doing inside of you?' There was something else written on the page but she wasn't able to read it due to the tears. She was hopeless and there was no other way to feel better. She needed to get high. she ripped a page out and made a small tube with it. She lowered herself and placed the tube on her nose, sniffling right after. She repeated the action until there was no powder left. Gaga hid the bag and the tube under the carpet and lied down on the floor. Her nose was itchy but at least she didn't want to cry anymore. She was cold and needed someone, so she grabbed her phone and went through her recent contacts.
'I need you. - Gaga' She sent the message but soon realized that she had sent it to the wrong person.
Tara was in her hotel room reading a magazine. She needed to plan new make-up styles for the following days so she stayed up until late, but it was time to go to bed. Her phone suddenly beeped and Tara read the message she had jsut received. ‘I need you.’ Tara frowned. What was Gaga doing? It was late. And why did she need her? She had Taylor, he was going to spend a couple of days with her. She was worried so she decided that the best thing to do was to visit Gaga.
'Oh fuck! Not Tara!' Gaga sighed. Tara was her best friend, she cared about her and Gaga was sure that she was going to check on her. She couldn't let her see her in that state, she couldn't allow more people to know her secret. There was nothing she could do, so she typed 'I need you. - Gaga' again, this time sending it to the right person. She soon got an answer.
'How much do you need?'
'A few bags. But I need YOU. - Gaga'
'We can't meet right now. I have other things to do. I will have your stuff tomorrow night.'
Gaga closed her eyes. Her drug dealer was fast with his orders and she really appreciated that. He had a crush on her and she thought he was hot, but she couldn’t cheat on Taylor. Now that she was free she could try to be with him. She suddenly heard a knock on the door and Tara’s sweet voice behind it.
'Come in.' Gaga sat down and Tara entered the place. She saw Gaga on the floor and walked to her, kneeling down next to her. She looked at her tired eyes and her smeared make-up.
'Sweetie what happened?' Tara embraced Gaga and she put her arms around Tara, hiding her face on her hair, which made her start crying again. Tara had always been there for her no matter what, she was truly grateful to have her in her life. 'Hey babe, don't cry, tell me everything. It will be ok.' Tara rubbed Gaga's back. 'Where is Taylor?'
'He…He left me.'
'Ohh honey…' Tara hugged her tighter. 'I am staying with you tonight, let's go to bed.' Tara helped Gaga standing up and held her waist tight because she almost fell down twice. They walked to bed and got inside it, not even bothering to remove their clothes. Tara wiped Gaga's tears away and pulled her close, kissing her cheek. 'What happened? why did he leave?' Gaga didn't say anything. She couldn't tell Tara the truth, she would get mad and leave like Taylor did. She cried and tried to think of a good excuse, but the only thing running through her mind was 'Dope needs me more than you do'.
(GUYYYYS!!! Here is the first chapter! This first chapter is not very Taga but it will get Taga-er in the future! ;) I hope you like it, We are so excited to write this together and we will really appreciate it if you guys send us your opinions or ideas or anything! I missed you <3 I love you so much! xoxo)
More or less, yes! :)
Close ;) it’s more complicated than that but yes!
Aaaah thank you! I am so excited for you to read it!