He laughed. "Why are you asking questions, when you know the
whole story, sweetheart?" A smirk glided across his cheeks.
"Revenge; sweet and simple, revenge," Vengeance
blurring into a blaze in his eyes, filled with a fiery breath of
"So you killed them all?" I asked again. I wanted this
conversation to go on longer.
Who knows; maybe that way I will live longer?
Sirois's eyes met the ground and he silently chewed on his
lower lip; a clear sign of anxiety. He was scared. But of
"So you killed them all?" I repeated my question for
the third time. Still, no reply. "I'm only asking you a
simple question." Okay, maybe not so simple.
The words 'You killed them all?' in a sense of
saying is a pretty short and easy thing to say (put into
speech), but if you look at the deeper context and the words
'killed them all, then its not the simplest and
brightest question to answer.
"We haven't got all day; lets just kill the girl and get
it done and over with." Brett's voice echoed as his
managed to growl after the dark tone he had used.
"No. She wants answers, doesn't she?" Sirois looked
up at me, meeting his cold, emotionless eyes with my hopeless
ones. "Doesn't she?" He smirked as I snapped back
to reality- he was asking me a question.
"Yes, that's exactly what I want." I spoke in an
equal tone to him; meeting his dark and cruel character.
"Then its true," Sirois's smug look was starting to
appear back; it was the same look he gave me when he was talking
about my mother and his relationship when they were in high
school. Its the smirk that always suggests something bad is
surely about to happen.
"That I killed them all," He smiled, and completed it
with a spine chilling crackle that filled the amphitheatre.
Drag things longer Don't stop. Keep
But it was too late: warm, hot tears were burning down my face.
My vision was blurring, sliding me away, slithering me to the
deepest, darkest corners of my brain.
I closed my eyes.
The obscure thoughts I didn't want to ever see were slowing
flashing before me again:
An faded image of my mother, followed by small children and a
tall man; then there's me.
Well probably not me, but a little girl, who slightly resembles
me. She's crying. But why?
The woman's face is a bit more clearer now, and it almost
resembles Elizabeth Cromwell (Wasn't she my mother's
Then could the blurred woman be Agatha, my birth mother.
Where are these thoughts coming from? Nick used to tell me that
the deepest and strongest memories are always in your brain, and
if you try to remember them, they change, every time; But
memories that are from your childhood...Well...they'll always
be there, inside your head, inside your brain; kept locked, and
The little girl who looks like me, or probably is me; holds out
her hand to her mother, that is paying attention to the other
"Scarlett, come here and clean up your brother's face,
the cake is smothered all over his clothes now," The mother
whispered, while she tied up a little girl's hair into little
In seconds, the tall man appeared again. "They're
back," He whispered; there was a slightly worrying tone in
his voice. Who's back?
The mother didn't say anything, instead she ran over to me,
picking me up and running outside, with me in her arms.
"You know what to do," She mumbled to the driver in the
old horse cart. The driver nodded, and looked at the seats at the
"I'll take her to the lakes," He growled, looking
ahead of him and not daring to look at my face.
Tears were running down the mother's face, she looked at the
little girl and slowly put her on the seats, kissing her forehead
and then backing away, before the horse neighed and was clomping
It doesn't take a genius to figure out that the little
girl was me, and that was mother; the tall man was my father; and
the other little boy and girl were my siblings.
I don't know what happened after that, maybe the fact that
the town exploded and everyone in it died.
The people that came back (the ones that my father was talking
about; the tall man; 'They're back') were probably
Sirois Mandeth and his men.
So whatever happened to my siblings?
Sirois said he killed my mother and father and the whole town.
But he never mentioned my siblings; did he not want me to know
that I had a little brother and sister?
What ever happened to them?
Now that is another question he'll have to answer.
But that can only happen when I wake up.
I was meant to post this on the 1st August, but never
got the chance; because I've been going around to other
people's houses after my B-day(: Sorry