Just Your Basic Love Story

Chapter 3: The Missing, The Found

There were two bodies. A little girl, and an older man. They were lifeless on the ground. The sky rumbled and lightning struck.

There was another girl in the corner, she bent down as if to pray, but the people were long gone. She closed her eyes and tears slowly fell down her cheeks.

She placed her hand onto her heart, and fell to the ground.

Lifeless.

I awoke in a bed, but not my own bed, a hospital bed. Faces surrounded me, all blurry. I blinked a few times as if that would help. Nothing changed. I just saw blurs of people.

My head was beating to that song, Party Rock Anthem. I shook my head, but it wouldn't go away, not until I heard the voice.

"Oh, Tori?" it was Taylor. I heard crying and then heard it again. "Oh, Tori?" Taylor's voice came out so softly, so innocently. She wasn't innocent, not at the least. More crying, more Taylor.

I tried the blinking this time, and it worked. My mother sat in the chair weeping. Taylor was huddled over me, with a faded smile. I wanted to close my eyes and make her disappear, but it was too late.

"TORI!!" Taylor yelled, my mom stood up. She ran over to me and placed her hand on my heart, and she passed out. At least I hoped she had passed out. The doctor's rushed in and one took care of my mom. She was awake in minutes crying like before. 

Taylor didn't move at all. She stood over me smiling with glee. I couldn't stand her happy. I moved and she stood up. She sat in the chair my mother had sat in, and continued to smile. I shuddered at the smile that had haunted me for years, and it was back.  

"We were so worried when you passed out." My mom chocked out through tears. She came over to me and took my hands in hers. "I love you" she said.

I sat up and the doctors gave me water. "How long was I out?" I asked. Taylor smiled bigger. 

"2 hours" my mom whispered. Taylor gave a little giggle. I looked at her, she stopped. My heart was beating so fast. I wanted her out of here. She wasn't family, she was torture. She had always been prettier, more popular, and better at everything. I had envied her for too long, then she disappeared last summer. That's when the truth came out. 

Taylor was special, not normal. She was- different. Our family didn't want her, so we sent her to summer camp. She never came back.

I wanted to, but your family didn't want me.

I heard a voice in my head. It was Taylor's voice. That wasn't good.