Double The Trouble

Before All My Hatred

Flashback- Detroit Michigan, Taylors POV

I have always had..feelings?  Yes that sounds right, I have bad gut feelings before something bad happens. I would never tell my father because of how he gets after hunts but my mother, she was the one I would tell. She would listen to what I would say and told me to write it down. I have 2 journals full of my weird feelings..

I was taking a nap on the living room couch and my feet were on my brother, Charlies, lap. He was playing a video game on his phone. I can hear the music from the game through his headphones, he had the volume all the way up. I could smell my mom's chicken noodle soup from the kitchen and my sister Elle was helping her. I jolt awake when my dad barges into the house by the front door. "People! I'm back," He says, loudly. I wipe my eyes to get the weariness out of them. "How was the hunt sweetheart?" My mom says, walking in from the kitchen. "Fantastic! Guess who need MY help?" My dad says, hugging Elle when she came up to him. "Who was it dad?" Charlie asks, putting his phone down. "John Winchester and his buddy Bobby Singer," He says. "Really?" I ask. Not gonna lie but his boys are pretty hot. "Yeah, and we were hunting vampires, and what have I always said about vampires girls?" Dad asks. "No you can't date a vampire, we're not in Vampire Diaries or Twilight," Elle and I say in unison. "Good, now what's for dinner? I'm starving!" He says, putting his bag and gun by the door. "Chicken noodle soup, you're favorite," My mom says.

We all sit down to eat and I start to get another horrible feeling. I don't think my dad killed all the vampires. We all were eating and chatting when all of a sudden I get a really bad headache but I don't move because I'm really not one to because I'm not one to show pain. But it really hurts, sounds like someone is blowing a blow horn in my face! Just then the power stops and the headache stops. I look around at Charlie and he motions for me and Elle to follow him. "Girls..go with Charlie and stay silent," My mom says, grabbing a knife from the knife block. I get off my chair and motion for Elle to come to me. "T?" She asks, quietly. "Shh, we'll be fine," I say. Those words haunted me for the rest of my life. 

Charlie, Elle and me got to the stairs but I wouldn't go up there. "Tay, come on!" Charlie whispers loudly. "they're up there," I whisper when all of a sudden 2 vampires come down the stairs. "Crap, come on!" Charlie says, grabbing both of us. We run around the corner to see 2 more and they grab Charlie. "CHARLIE!" I yell as I watch as they drag my brother out of the house. I turn around and I can't see Elle anywhere. I run around the house looking for her when I hear her screams. It's coming from outside the house; where Charlie was dragged off to. "Ellie?" I yell, turning around to fast and breaking my ankle. I fall to the ground and I see my mom running to me. "Mom! Charlie..," I start but she grabs me and pulls me behind the coffee table. "I need you to listen to me, Taylor, whatever you think, remember this..none of this is your fault," She says, looking up a couple of seconds. Obviously at 11 I was confused but now i understand but all i can say is; Mother, hell yeah I blame myself. 

My mother helps me stand up but 2 vampires, the same ones that took Charlie, are looking at me like fresh meat. "You keep your filthy vampire hands off my daughter!" My mom yells, dropping me and grabbing a knife and cutting the vamps head off. I scream and wipe off the blood. "Taylor, come on!" My mom says, and I hobble my way to her. I turn to the kitchen and see my dad is dead on the floor. Many people would say 'Taylor you suffered but he's dead', normally you'd be right, but all this trauma did some stuff to me. Also, my ankle still gives me crap. We get outside and I can't find Charlie anywhere. "mom," I say, when she moves farther away from me. But all I see a vampire coming at my mom. "MOM!" I yell but it's too late, the camp had already grabbed the knife she had a stabbed her. How many times you may ask? 24 times to be exact. 

Something grabs me from behind and drags me into the woods. I scream, kick, bite and soon the attacker drops me. I tumbled downhill and hit my head on a really big rock. About 2 hours later, I regain consciousness, it's morning and I see a female police officer. "Ma'am, are you okay?" She asks. I just mumble stuff and try to get up but my ankle doesn't help. I cry out in pain and fall into her arms. "Okay, I need paramedics in the woods by the old Sanchez house," She says into her mic. "Copy 10-4," A dispatcher says. "Okay, I'm going to carry you, are you okay with that?" She asks. I shake my head no. Now, let me explain why I'm not talking; my father always said "don't trust the police", horrible I know. I haven't been able to speak or eat for up to 2 months after this. 

We get me to the ambulance but they say that my ankle won't truly heal. "Sweetheart, can you tell me what happened here?" A male police officer says. "Robbers," Is all my brain can muster up for an excuse. "Alright, well, we're going to call you're uncle to come get you at the station okay?" he asks. i just nod and they drive me to the station.

Many of you are going to ask, they put my leg in a cast and gave me crutches. They set me up in a room with food and drinks and I put my leg up. I can hear them saying stuff about me. Someone walks in and I get up; it's Bobby and he's here to take me to his house. Little do I know that I would hear horrible stories of John Winchester, and be living with Bobby for 9 years..

A/N: This is a flashback of the day Taylor's life was shattered. Would love to hear what you want in the next chapters in the comments :). Please vote and stay beautiful :) <3.