The Sister {violate}

C7:Taylor Langdon

    The next day, Violet stayed unconscious, but Taylor was okay. Her voice was raspy, and the bruising was pretty bad, but she was okay.

        I watched her stir awake, gasping and shaking.

      "Shhh, Taylor its okay. They're gone." I said moving from my spot on the floor to sit by her.

        "Oh my god that was awful, Tate. What we're those things...." she cried into my shoulder. "I didn't want to let them in, but I had to I couldn't control myself..."

       " I don't know." I glanced over at Violet. Her chest moving up and down in shallow breaths.

        "There names, Annabelle and Garth." She started to strain, attempting to talk. I handed her some water.

        "Can you walk with me?" I asked her and she nodded as she sipped. I stood and took her arm in mine. Downstairs Moira was making a soup, presumably for Taylor considering she won't be able to eat solids for awhile.

     "Miss Taylor, I made you a chicken broth with basil. You throat is probably horribly torn up." Moira poured the broth into a big soup bowl. "Might I ask you a question?"

       "Yeah, go ahead." Taylor sipped at her broth. I watched her closely, it amazed me, how I went my whole life never having a clue about my sister, my twin sister.

      "Did you know them? The couple that attacked you and Violet." Moira said as she polished the counter and stove top.

         "No...." Taylor's face went blank."They came and when I answered, its like I forgot who I was. I wouldn't have let them in, but I just couldn't not let them in."

       "What gets me, is why Violet didn't heal instantly." I put in. I was so worried. What if she was mad at me... I should've been there for them.

       "Tate, are you okay?" Taylor put her hand on my shoulder. I hadn't noticed I was shaking, and,tears were welling up. "Moira, can you put this in a mug for me please and bring it to the study?"

      "Of course."

     Taylor and I walked to the study and took seats opposite from each other. The last time I was in here, I was seeing Ben Harmon, Vi's dad, and I had started to get better through his psychiatry.

       "Constance gave me away when we were three. I was raised by an awful foster family." Taylor said. "My counselor told me about my family. That's how I found you."

      "I'm glad you did." I gave her a half smile. "I always felt like something was missing in my life. Turns out it was my identical twin.."

      "It was rough growing up, I knew all along that my family was still out there, I just didn't know who they were.." she touched my hand.

      Knockknock
"That must be Joe and Caroline," she jumped up, obviously excited. "But my neck...."

"Lets just go with a drunk ass at the party tried assaulting you okay?" I said walking to the door with her.

"Hey, come in." She beamed at the man. Standing approximately six two in a flannel and jeans. "This is my little brother Tate."

"Nice to meet you," he shook my hand. "Taylor what the hell happened to you?" He lifted her chin slightly with a finger.

"This drunk ass hole crashed the party, tryin to touch the girls, and Taylor socked him one." I shook my head. "He got real handsy, I whooped his ass out the front door and had him arrested."

"Good, I'm glad you can keep this girl's safe." He gave me a look. "Caroline, I need to go soon honey."

"Daddy, no," she ran to the door from the lawn crying. "Don't go..."

"I have to sweetie, but I love you very very much, I'll come get you next weekend if you want me too."

Taylor was watching them talk. She was giving them a look, I couldn't quite read. Maybe anger, or it could even be jealousy.

"Okay daddy." She kissed him on the cheek. "I'm gonna go play mommy!" She ran upstairs.

"I'll see you Joe." She shut the door kinda hard. Not giving him a chance to say good bye.

"We need to figure out what that creepy pair was " she speedily walked to the study.

"Taylor, what was that about?" I questioned her.

"It was nothing." She spun and gave me a nasty look, snapping at me.

"Well I guess I'm gonna spend some time with Vi, see if she's getting better." I looked at the ground, I hated getting yelled at...

"Sorry.." she turned her back to me. "I'm going to do some research,"

Taylor's POV

I opened the laptop and started by looking up names, there's no chance I'd find anything about them this way.

Thoughts swirled my head. I typed in on the search bar Demons on earth. Several links popped up, I wasn't sure which one I should pick. I figured I should choose the blog. It was probably full of conspiracy theorists, but if it helps it helps.

The screen had bold white lettering. "They Walk Here" along with several forum stories from skeptics, paranoid. One in particular caught my eye though.
"Having problems, contact me. I can do things you'd never be able to imagine." Along with a phone number.

It was so simple, but so straightforward. It made me feel safer. So I answered.
My name is Taylor, I just turned 29 and my party was crashed by a couple named Garth and Annabelle. They almost killed me, but my kid brother saved me. I'm scared, they were not human. I know this for a fact, but can you help me figure out who they are? I'm scared for myself and my sister in law, 1-789-234-1123.
Taylor L.