The Monsters In My Home

Taken.

(By the way, the girl in the heading photo is what I imagine Taylor to look like.)
As I awake I see someone standing above me. It's not Bridget. It's a man with a suit and he grabs me harshly. "Come with me please." He says calmly. Is this the man that hurt me? It can't be. "who are you?" I question the man pulling out of his grip and stepping back. "I'm here to help you." He said, "Now please come with me." I did as he said with a little hesitance and I headed into the living room. "Do you have any stuff you'd like to take with you?" With me? What did he mean by with me. I let him know I did have some things and I grabbed my phone and a few pairs of clothes. I wondered where Bridget was and why I was leaving. I grabbed all my valuable stuff and headed out the door getting into a black car and driving off. as we were driving I had so many questions in my mind, but I only asked a few. "Where is Bridget?" I asked quietly. He didn't answer me. I asked again and he still didn't. I was so confused. Would I get to see Logan? My boyfriend. Even though I barely remembered him, I obviously loved him and he loved me. The windows were tinted from the inside of the car so I could not see where we were going. As we stopped the man stepped out of the car and opened my door gesturing me out. I stepped out with my stuff and saw that we were at a strange house. We had been driving for a while so I assumed it was far from where I lived. The man brought me up to the house and knocked on the door. A woman answered. She looked about 35 and had long brunette hair. Behind her was what seemed to be her husband. He looked no older than 37 and had brunette hair as well. The man told the woman and man some things and then started back to the car. I was about to follow him when the two people stopped me and brought me inside closing the door. "Who are you?" I asked shyly. "It's me honey." The woman smiled, "your aunt Janet." I didn't remember an aunt Janet, but I did get into the car accident as my nurse said so I don't remember much. "Oh." I smiled, "I'm sorry I don't remember much." She smiled back apologetically. "It's ok." She chuckled, "considering the circumstances." I didn't see how that was funny but I chuckled anyway. "So where are mom and dad?" I asked looking at my aunt as her smile fell. She whispered something to the man who was obviously my uncle and turned back to me. "Sweetie your parents are gone, you'll be with us now." My parents are gone? Why would they be gone? Maybe my dad was the man? I'm so confused. "Where's Bridget?" I asked quietly. "We don't know." She sighed, "she disappeared last night." That hit me hard. The only person I remembered who could help me, is gone. "What about Logan?" I asked anxiously. "Who's Logan?" She asked obviously confused. "My boyfriend." I smiled. I just loved the sound of boyfriend. "He lives back in town with me." My aunt looked stunned. "Sweetie." She sighed, "you can't see him anymore." My smile fell as I looked at her. I need to see him, I need to tell him I'm alright. I wanted to scream in her face. I looked at Ed for half a second and then ran straight for the front door. Right as I was about to get out she grabbed me pulling me into the house as I kicked and screamed. She kept yelling and screaming back until she couldn't take it anymore. She let go and slapped me straight across the face. And then it came back. My dad was the one who hurt me. Macy is my best friend. I love Logan. Bridget is my sister. Everything I've known came back and I was filled with rage. I stormed out as my aunts eyes started filling with tears. I ran outside and kept going, not knowing where I was, just knowing I was not staying here. I had my cell phone in my pocket and my bag of clothes in my hand. I grabbed my phone and quickly dialed Logan. "Hello?" He asked. "Logan!" I yelled. "Oh my god Taylor." He said in awe, shocked that I remembered. "Listen no time to explain." I said quickly, "Could you come pick me up?" He was silent for a few seconds before answering. "Where are you?" He said cheerfully. "I'm somewhere near Broadway Road, a little out of town." I quickly said. "I'm on my way." He quickly said hanging up. I sat at the nearest bus stop to wait for him. About 20 minutes later he showed up and I got in the truck. I could tell he was trying to ask me so much, but he stayed silent for the ride. "Where do you want me to take you?" He asked breaking the silence. "Anywhere." I simply said as we were nearing into town. He dropped me off at my house and kisses me quickly. I forgot how good of a kisser he was. My aunt had probably called someone by now and somebody would probably show up any minute now, but it's better than being there. I decided to take a quick nap. I headed up the stairs and laid down texting Bridget real quickly, hoping she would tell me where she is. The text read, "Bridget, I need you to get me. I need someone. Let me hide out with you. Message me soon." After sending the text I set down my phone next to me and closed my eyes when suddenly I heard someone walk into the house. I looked at the clock and it was about 5:30 pm. It seemed like I didn't sleep at all, but I slept for a long time. I got up slowly and looked down the stairs seeing Bridget. "Oh my god Bridget!" I yelled as she looked up at me. She had been crying and I could tell. I ran down the stairs and looked at her. "Why are you crying?" She hesitated a bit and then started, "dads dead, and moms gone." I looked at her sadly and tears started filling my eyes. We sat in silence crying together for a while longer until we fell asleep on each other shoulders.