The Monsters In My Home

Alone.

(Cover is what I imagine Bridget to look like, next will be Logan :) I can't find anyone great so if you do have any suggestions tweet me @VelaSierra :))

I awoke in my living room alone with nobody else. It was odd because I thought I had fallen asleep with Bridget. I slowly got up running upstairs and putting on some of Bridget's clothes. I knew she wouldn't mind. As I was about to grab a cute red shirt I saw a note on Bridget's night stand. I grabbed the note and read. "Dear Taylor, your my little sister and I love you, but I can't live like this. I've decided to leave you because I know you can live an amazing life without me being a burden. I left town with Connor. Please don't come looking. I love you always. -Bridget" I didn't understand. Why would she leave me too? I couldn't find the words to describe how hurt I was. I no longer had anyone. The only person I had was Logan and Macy, who I hadn't even seen in forever. My life was a mess and it was getting even worse. The people would come soon to take me to a foster home and I knew it. I changed quickly trying not to think about what i had just read and started walking to Logan's. I had a bag of stuff I needed and wanted including clothes and multiple family photos. As I walked up to Logan's front door I heard yelling from inside. It sounded like a man, but in between those yells I could hear the hurt sound of Logan crying and screaming back in response to the man. I knew I couldn't go in, but I also knew I couldn't leave Logan. Just as I was about to knock I heard the sound of leather hitting skin and I heard Logan cry out in pain. I suddenly felt full of anger. I grabbed the doorknob and rushed into the door seeing the man striking Logan with the belt once again. I ran at the man screaming loudly as he pushed me back and yelled at Logan again asking him who I was and why I was here. Right as Logan was about to answer his dad whipped towards me and smacked me across the face harder than I've ever been smacked before. I fell to the ground my face stinging with pain as I cried out. I didn't even think of calling 911. The pain was so intense but I decided to stand anyway. I stood up and ran towards the man again this time I hit him hard in the jaw. He didn't even flinch. He grabbed me by the arm and threw me at the wall with so much force as I passed out. When I awoke it was night and I was in a car. The car was an ambulance. I saw Logan sitting by me but I didn't dare say a word. As we arrived at the hospital they rushed me into a room and started taking my blood. Was this really all necessary? Hadn't I only been hit once? I tried talking to the doctors but thy kept in rushing around me. They gave me some type of gas and I soon drifted off until later awakening at a house. Why do I keep appearing in random places? I was in a small bedroom which was very unfamiliar. I stood up and walked out the door heading into a kitchen where I saw a woman cooking. She looked at me and smiled. "Who are you?" I questioned. She chuckled a bit which was very odd because why would someone laugh at a time like this. "I'm your new foster mom." Foster mom? They put me in a foster home! I didn't say anything to the woman I just started running towards the room. Right as I was about to get to the hallway I ran into a boy. He looked about 19 with black hair. He smiled at me. "Hey sister...I guess your my new play mate!" He smiled like a maniac. Play mate? Was he crazy? Before I could say anything he grabbed my arm and started dragging me towards an unfamiliar room. When he pulled me in I realized it was his room. He closed the door and locked it grabbing me. "Let's play." He smiled devilishly and grabbed me pushing me into the closet. "Get dressed, theirs clothes id like you to wear while we play." What did he mean by play? As he closed the door I looked up and saw some clothes. They were lingerie. Oh god. As I stood there gawking at the clothes he kept rambling on about how the last sister wasn't good enough. He opened the closet and saw I wasn't dressed yet. His smile dropped. "If your not gonna play I'll tell mother!" He yelled storming out of the room. I rand after him as he ran to the kitchen. "Mother she won't play!" His mother turned around and smiled at me. "Now Faith, you need to play with Ty." Why did she call me faith? "My names Taylor." I said to her as she looked at me and shook her head laughing a bit. "No it's faith darling." She smiled, "now go play." The boy obviously named Ty grabbed me harshly and pulled me back into his room pushing me into the closet. I had no choice now. I put on the clothes and walked out. "Stunning." He smiled grabbing me, "just stunning." I fake smiled nervously. "What are we playing Ty?" I asked him being as nice as possible, I didn't wanna know what would happen if I didn't play nice. Ty didn't ask my question he just smiled creepily at me. "Your so beautiful Faith." He said grabbing my face and kissing me. I was disgusted. Now I knew what play meant and I wasn't happy about it. I had to get out. He pushed me onto his disgusting bed and went into the closet. "Wait here darling." He said, "I'm gonna get dressed too." This was my chance. I quietly got up and ran out the door locking myself in the bathroom. I heard his footsteps. "You can't hide in their long!" He yelled and stormed off. I didn't know how I was going to escape I just had to do it. I couldn't run into the streets because I was still wearing the clothes he made me wear and there was no way I could get past his mother without her catching me. I guess the bathroom is ok for now.

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