Tell Me Who I Am

+Chapter 11+

Vincent

By: Rachel*

Rated: PG-13 (Violence)

Gender: Romance/Drama

E-mail: PeachGirlKiley@aol.com

Web Address: www.Spike-Faye-Shrine.cjb.net

+ I'm back from Otakon 2003! (more at the end) It was fun, and even though this is a short chapter I thought I'd post something up, since I know lots of you have been bugging me about it +_+ 25 e-mails about it (not reviews!) *-* ::sparkle-sparkle:: You love me you really… ::cough:: -_-'

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          Faye's eyes grew in size. Her beat quickened, and jumped into her throat. "You-you," Faye dropped her coffee mug, and it shattered on the wooden floor. Faye clenched her teeth and fought back the pain as a piece sank into her barefoot. "What are you doing here?" Faye backed away.

          "Be quiet, and listen to me, unless you want Emily to she her mother surrounded by a pool of blood." Vincent's voice was low and deadly. Faye backed into the kitchen and glanced back. Emily thankfully was rummaging through the toy box.

          She froze as he pressed the muzzle of the gun against her chest. "Why are you doing this?" Faye looked at him. It was Vincent, but since she had last seen him, he had grown pale, and scruffy looking. She thought quickly. "Listen, you wanted to be friends, remember, I never got your number or anything. I would have at least called you, why don't you put that away, and sit and talk with me? Would you like a cup of coffee?" Vincent hesitated. Faye smirked; it was long enough to grab the pot from the drying rack. "Emily, run!" Faye screamed as she slammed the pot across Vincent's face.

          He shouted out in pain, and fell onto his knees. Emily wasn't sure what to do, she watched as her mother ran towards her, by tripped and fell as the man from behind her grabbed her feet. "Mommy, what's wrong?" She mumbled, she was getting scared.

          "No, get off!" Faye screamed. "Emily, run to your room and lock the door!" Faye screamed in frustration as Vincent forced himself on top of her. "Let me go!" Faye threw her arms forward and dug her nails into Vincent's face cutting his cheek.

          "Shut up!" Vincent her Faye across the face, and pinned her arms to the ground. Emily screamed as Vincent hit Faye and did as her mother told her. She began to cry as she reached her room and latched the door. Her mother had told her never to do so, Jared had done it once, and it took two hours to get him out. She knew something was wrong though, and listened to what was happening on the other side, she leaned her ear against the door.

          "Let me go…" Faye whispered. Her face stung. "Please, you're scaring Emily, and you're hurting me, please?" Faye began to shake, where was Spike, would he be home soon? "Spike will be home—"

          "No he won't." Vincent smiled content with himself. "Jared's new doctor made sure that they wouldn't be coming home…"

          Faye's head turned towards him and her green eyes widened in horror. Tears filled her green orbs. "You killed them?" Faye cried out.

          "No, no…they'll wake up soon, and you can see them again, if you and Emily cooperate with me, that is." He smirked and drew his face closer to her.

          Faye was near the breaking point. Her eyes were wide, tear ridden, and her face was chalk white. She felt like she would throw up as he pressed his cold lips against hers. She grimaced and knocked her head forward. "Get off!" Faye growled. She let the tears fall.

          "Fare enough…you just get your little girl to follow me." Vincent's eyes narrowed a bit more. "Without as much as a whimper."

          Faye stared at him blankly. "She's three years old Vincent, you expect the child to be silent, what kind of person are you—" He let go of her left arm and slapped her across the face.

          "I'm the kind of person that loves you. How could you do it, marry him, live with him, bare his children?!" Vincent gripped Faye's shoulders and shook her violently. Faye's eyes shut tightly and she cried out as her head crashed against the hard floor surface. His eyes widened as his body shook with anger.

          "You're hurting her, don't hurt her…" The voice mumbled. Vincent's anger faded.

          "Faye, oh no…I'm sorry, please, understand!" He pulled her up and locked his arms around her. Planting a kiss on her cheek he marveled over how she smelled of lilacs and jasmine.

          Her body trembled in his large frame. What was she going to do? Spike, why couldn't he be here, why had she been so weak? "Let me go…" Faye cried, she took in a sharp inhale of breath, her voice quivered.

          Vincent's happy mood started to fade. "No…I said listen, didn't I?" He pulled her away and shoved her onto her stomach. Taking out a set of hand cuffs, he latched them tightly around her wrists.

          Faye flinched in pain and kicked her feet trying to free herself. "That hurts!" Vincent growled and shoved his full wait on top of her and pushed her face to the ground and put his lips to her ear.

          "You want me to make it tighter?" He let his tongue run over the tip of her earlobe. "God, I love you so much…" He closed his eyes and let himself rest against her for a moment. "Why can't you just listen…I hate having to yell, don't you know that?" He smiled brightly. "Let's get Emily and head home, shall we?" He helped Faye to her feet, but made sure to tie her ankles tightly together. "We'll go out the emergency shoot. You scream, or as much as look at someone with an odd look, I'll make sure that Spike, Emily, and Jared will never see the light of day again," he paused. "Just so you understand better, I'll kill them..."

          Faye closed her eyes tightly as two tears rolled down her pale face. "I'll do what you say, just don't hurt them, please. Just don't hurt them." Faye took a long staggered breath. "Emily, sweetheart, come here, it's okay, Vincent won't hurt you, just listen to him, okay?" Faye sat up and moved into the hall as Emily unlatched the door and peaked out.

          Vincent smiled and waved her over to him. "Hi sweetie, it's nice to see you again. Wow you've gotten big. I don't think you remember me, do you?" He watched as she shook her head from side to side. He smirked. "You were only this big." Vincent held his hands out to about the size of Emily's body when she was first born. Emily stared blankly and then glanced over at her mother, her eyes widened.

          "Mommy…?" She turned her head to one side, and then trotted over and flopped into her lap. Faye's eyes became fearful as Vincent's eyes narrowed.

          "It's okay baby, but Vincent was talking to you, she should have staid and listened to him honey, okay?" She struggled to hug her daughter. She looked up at Vincent and shook her head. "She's just a little girl Vincent, children don't always act the way you want them too, get used to it…" She growled. Vincent shook his head and muttered something under his breath.

          "Let's go see Spike…" Vincent bellowed in a low, harsh voice. He jerked Emily to her feet by one arm and pushed her down the hall. "Go on Emily into your mommy's room." He pulled Faye to her feet by her hair. She gritted her teeth and wined in pain before stumbling into Vincent's arms. He smiled and dragged her down the hall.

+ Hope you liked this one! Short, but I just got back from Otakon 2003 (very fun by the way, got three Spike/Faye doujinshi! Once I get my scanner fixed they'll be up on the site!) and am very tired… I SAW TM REVOLUTION LIVE IN CONCERT, AND GOT Takanori Nishikawa's autograph!! ::dies happy:: Talk about hotness, even though I had to stand in time for two and a half hours just for him to sign my CD and DVD of his 2002 summer concert Crush. +_+ I also got to see Toshiharu Kawamoto in person and ask him how they came up with the idea of giving Spike "fluffy green hair" as opposed to something short, and straight like Shins. He says mainly because it hadn't been done before, although they had various different versions. The one that Watenabi picked was the hardest to draw ^-^ Tee-Hee (all that hair). He said that he felt sorry for making the animator staff have to deal with it. LoL Of course they ended up doing it all over again in Wolf's Rain, half because of fan serious, and the other half because it's something no one else uses. ^_^' Tee-Hee. They thought it would be really unpopular at first too. @_@ I adore his fluffy green hair, it seems like it's some type of creature living on his head lol *-* ::sighs:: Anyway, It's getting late, and I just wanted to post this up assuming that most of you would like to read SOMETHING at least. +

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What do you think should happen next? What do you think will happen? Hmm… A little food for thought. Waa haa. Also if you're into romance/drama, with just a great dash of comedy check out my newest site, a shrine to the manga/TV drama Kimi wa Pet, also known as You're my Pet, or as the site calls it… My Pet Momo (wrong-wrong-wrong!)

The link below is my site, the one that follows it will send you to a site that has the first quarter of it translated in English! ::huggles chibi Takeshi:: If you're still spectacle… The cover has Momo (Takeshi) trying to eat Pocky out of Sumire's (lead girl) mouth! ::smirks:: What else can I say?! Keep the word "pet" in mind! *-*

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          Momo jumped onto the bed, landing on Sumire's small framed body. Her eyes flew open. "Momo morning! It's breakfast time, make me food Sumire!" He smiled down at her.

          A man sat up startled. "Who the hell are you, and what are you doing on top of Sumire?!" He growled.

          Sumire's eyes widened even more. "Momo!" She yelped. "Heh… I'll be in the kitchen in a moment…" She blushed and pushed him off the bed. Momo nodded and skipped out of the room. She glanced over at her boyfriend. "That's Momo, don't mind him, he's like…" She trailed off shrugging her shoulders. "He's like a pet."

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5th one, says My Pet Momo/Kimi wa Pet (Should be You're my Pet, but no…they can't translate very well!) _'

Enough talking a friend is over, night everyone! ::waves::