Chapter 20
"Where are they?" two angry voices demanded. This must have been a memory to be so vivid in my mind. In front of me on the ground sat two almost identical twins. A young girl toddler with slightly wavy brown hair and grey eyes and a twin brother with short brown spikey hair and similarly grey eyes. It was my twin brother and I. I had a brother.
"What are you talking about?" a voice answered. "You know what we mean. Your children! You know what for, you twerp. Hand them over," the two angry voices demanded again. "Never…"the alone voice answered them. I then saw an arm grab the toddler me and carry me away, running from something.
"We will kill them!" the two angry voices bellowed. I then saw my brother, sitting there on the ground. Then I heard the person who took me come back for him, but it was too late. The other two voices grabbed him and shot him three times in the head, blood pouring out from his skull and him screaming.
"NO! TAYLOR! MY BABY!" the voice wailed. "No…" I said reaching out to the image but I touched nothing. It was too late to save him. "NO!" I screamed. A psychic jolt released from me.
I sat up instantly; sweat dripping from my distressed face. I looked over at the clock beside me. 3 a.m. I sat their shocked, gasping for air. Before I knew it, the door burst open and Logan ran in.
"Roxy…" he said looking at me distressed. I was curled up in a tiny ball, my eyes wide open and not daring to blink in case the image came back to me. "What the hell happened?" he asked quietly, sitting next to me on my bed.
I held my head in my hands. "A flashback…" I said, tears streaming down my cheeks. Logan placed an arm around me. I leant into him. "I saw my brother being slaughtered before my eyes," I cringed.
Then the door slammed open again and Emma and Shenne came running in. "My Goodness, Roxy. That psychic jolt could have started an earthquake," Emma said looking at me. Logan held me tighter. "What happened?" Shenne said kneeling beside me. "My memories…my brother was slaughtered before me," I said, trembling still. "He was shot three times in the skull, blood pouring out as he screamed. He was only a toddler, like me. We were twins," I said shaking my head.
"Roxy," Emma said soothingly again, placing her hand on mine. "There was nothing you could've done, Roxy. You couldn't save him. You were only a child. You have to move on," Logan said comfortingly in my ear. "He's right, Roxy. You have us now. We're your family," Shenne said. I could see in her eyes the extra part she didn't dare think or at all speak in front of Emma. Excluding her until Emma proved she cared about us. Well, what she was doing currently was either sucking up or acting caring. I'll decide later.
"Thanks you guys for caring 'bout me," I said, calming myself down. I had two friends and one neutral currently in this room. The others were probably waiting outside in the hall. "I'm sorry about the psychic jolt. I had no idea I could even do that. It must have been a reaction to what I saw," I sighed, Logan loosened his grip around me.
"It's okay, Roxy. Hope you get a better," Emma said as she left. Shenne looked at me worried before she left as well, leaving Logan and me alone again. Logan got up from sitting next to me and placed his tough hands on my shoulders. "Get some more sleep, Roxy. Try to forget about it," he said. "'Kay, Wolvie," I sighed. He smiled slightly then he left and closed the door gently behind him.
I sat there for a while before sliding back into bed, forcing myself to forget what I had just seen and tried to get some more sleep.