Child of Darkness part eight
I kept the gun steady as I aimed it at Michael's face. He had his hands raised in front of him.
"Adri," Michael said quietly. He glanced at Selene who stood there shocked in her sweat suit. "What are you doing?" I gripped the gun tighter.
"Sit down," I told him coldly. I pointed the gun to Selene. "Both of you." They both sat down on the couch.
"Adri," Selene said softly. "You're tired and you're stressed…"
"Shut up," I ordered and pointed the gun at her face. "You're not FBI so don't tell me that you are! I heard you talking. I want to know what the hell is going on." I stood in front of both of them. Selene and Michael glanced at each other.
"Talk now or I'll start shooting," I said frostily. I pointed the gun at Michael. I don't know how or why but I knew that Selene could handle a gun a lot better than Michael could. I walked over to the weapons table while still keeping my gun locked on Michael. I picked up another gun from the table and held it loosely to my side. Now I had two weapons and they had none. I felt very comforted at that thought.
When there was still silence I gripped the gun tighter. Michael shifted in his seat nervously. Selene gazed at me with tense calm. I had to hand it to her. She could definitely keep her head under pressure. I felt my eyebrows rise slightly at this. I tightened my finger on the trigger.
"Adri easy," Selene warned me. I lifted my left arm which held the other gun and I slid it under my right arm and angled it at her. I sneered at her.
"Then I guess you better tell me what's really going on Selene before I pump ten rounds into Michael's little blonde head," I said through my teeth. "I heard what you were saying. This has nothing to do with my parents does it? It has to do with me. What did those things want from me, really? Why did you say…?" My throat tightened. Why did you say that they would be all over me? Like dogs fighting over a female in heat.
Selene looked at me with an expression I couldn't read. I came back to reality if I didn't want to be caught off guard.
"What you guys were saying sounded like they were searching for me for years. That you guys were watching me since I was little, is that true?" I asked Selene. When she didn't answer I pointed the gun fiercely at Michael. "Is it?"
"Yes it's true," Selene said quietly. She crossed her arms over her chest slowly. My chest hurt, my heart was beating so fast…
"Why?" I asked low voice. I leaned against the weapon's table. Selene hesitated as she glanced at Michael.
"Adri…," Selene paused and I shifted anxiously on my feet. "How much do you know about your parents?" That question threw me completely off.
"What do you mean?" I asked rather stupidly. I lowered the guns a fraction to gaze at Selene. I kept Michael in my peripheral vision. My arms were starting to get tired. I felt them waver a bit.
"Camryn and Dylan look a lot alike," Selene said simply. I frowned.
"What the hell does that have to do with anything?" I asked her. I lowered my arms a bit more but kept the guns pointed at Michael and Selene.
"They look a lot like your parents, don't they?" Selene asked pointedly at me. I didn't like her expression. Or lack of expression for a better term.
"I guess so," I stumbled with the words. She was trying to throw me off track. I didn't understand. "But what…"
"But you don't." she said flatly. "I saw a picture of them at your house. You don't look like them at all."
"Yeah, so what?" I asked through my gritted teeth. "What does that have to do with anything?"
"I saw baby pictures of your brother and sister but not you," Selene kept talking in that calm and collected tone of voice. "Why don't you?" Damn, she saw the stupid pictures on the mantle.
"They hadn't had a camera back then," I said angrily. The guns were now level with my stomach.
"You didn't think that strange," she pressed. Her dark green eyes glittered. Green? I could've sworn they were blue…
"Strange that what, my parents didn't take pictures when I was born they bought a camera they bought one later," I told her. She was really starting to piss me off.
"After you were, what, a year old?" Selene urged. She got up from the couch to take a step towards me and I raised the gun to her face.
"You don't think that's strange that there are no birth certificate, no pictures, no anything?" Her face was strange and cold, her eyes hard. My heart pounded against my chest. I knew then that there was something very dangerous about Selene. I could see it all in her face.
"Selene," Michael warned her.
"You don't think that it's strange that you don't look anything like the rest of your family?" Selene said ignoring Michael. I felt my breathes coming in short and fast.
"So I look a little different from the rest of them it's not a crime," I felt myself starting to panic, something deep within me didn't want to hear what she was going to say next. Michael must've seen the look in my face.
"Selene what are you doing, stop," Michael firmly. Selene kept going.
"It's because you are different," Selene said. She stepped closer
"What are you talking about?" I gave out a short nervous laugh.
"Selene please," Michael pleaded. I glanced at him. His eyes were wide with horror.
"Adri you're adopted," Selene said. Everything was silent. I lowered the guns.
"What?" I blinked. I didn't get it.
"You're adopted Adri," she repeated. I saw something flash in her eyes. Remorse? I suddenly let out a laugh. Selene frowned.
"You're lying," I said coldly. Selene shook her head slowly.
"No," Selene said slowly. "I'm not." I slowly turned my head to Michael. He wasn't looking at me. I gasped. I couldn't breathe. My hands were shaking.
"No," I whispered, shaking my head. I felt numb. Selene looked at me rather sadly.
"I'm afraid so," she said quietly. I had the guns down by my side and I just stood there shaking my head like a bobble head. Thoughts and images, memories played around and around in my head at her words. No, it couldn't be… She's lying, she had to be…
"No, you're lying," My voice shook as I said it and I hated myself for it. "They're all lies, just fucking lies."
"No Adri they are not," Selene said gently as if my sanity couldn't take it. I snapped. This woman wasn't anybody to me.
"SHUT UP, JUST SHUT UP!" I shrieked pointing the gun harder at her. Fuck that I was pointing both guns at her now. Both Michael and Selene tried to comfort me. Selene more than Michael.
"YOU STUPID BITCH SHUT UP!" I roared at her. My breaths were coming in fast and hard and my body was trembling. I couldn't think and I knew that if I didn't leave now I wasn't able to think rationally. It was like a switch was thrown. I was suddenly cold and numb.
"I'm going into the room and I'm going to stay there with my brother and sister," I told them impassively. "And if any of you try to come through the door I will shoot you. Got that?" I turned around but saw Michael reaching out to me. I quickly turned around and aimed a little bit more to the right where Michael's arm actually was so that the bullet just grazed him but Michael got the message. He held his arm in painful shock. Selene looked surprised.
"I told you don't," I said coldly. And with that I turned around and left the room.
"She shot me," Michael said in amazement still holding his arm. Selene walked over to him and checked out where he was hit.
"It's already healing so it must have been one of the UV rounds instead of the bullets," Selene told him, gingerly touching the wound. Michael paid no attention. He looked behind him. Embedded in the wall behind him was the bullet making a very small hole.
"She's good," he told Selene. Selene frowned.
"Too good," She said raising her eyebrow as she looked at the bullet-holed wall.
