GRIM REAPER 2

♠Chapter Eight. Dark&Vengeful♠

Anya♠

I shake my head slowly I call it as soon as they got here whatever was on that side of the street instantly went away and from their expressions they knew that something ran away not wanting to be caught by any of them which is a strong possibility and a smart move if it wants to stay alive long enough that is maybe, yet I highly doubt it actually cares if it lives or dies at this point in time because I've got a strong feeling that it's enjoying tormenting us or so it thinks that it is wrong move on that person or whatever it is.

"So what did you all find out?" I ask as they sit down at the table right away I notice literally each of them exchange a look to each other which is obvious to both myself and Scarlett they're all having a secret conversation possibly wondering if they should tell us or not maybe they don't want us to stress out for our babies sake, I let out a soft sigh while shaking my head I mean if they did find something we kind of need to know we're already involved and they damn well know this.

"We did. we were able to get our hands  on Lestat's journal, but we're going to look at it first, because none of us don't know exactly what's in it" my dear husband says as my father holds up the journal for us to see and it looks worn down and the vibes that I'm getting from it scream nothing but sickness and twistedness, I look away from the journal quickly because it's giving me a uneasy feeling whatever is written down in that journal of that sick bastard has to be something big yet I'm hoping it's got answers to how to bring my mom home to us.

"Well that's great look through it and find some answers" Scarlett says while panting Luca on his back a bit harder than she usually does which it doesn't go unnoticed by my uncle I'm going to guess and say he did not tell my uncle his own father that he's having a boy which I do understand if he didn't get the chance to but on the other side of that he can tell him right now there's no stopping him, he looks at her like she's lost her mind or something until he sees her pointing at her stomach I mean it's a clear sign to tell everyone else the news hey we all deserve good news just saying.

As everyone congratulates them both on the news I begin hearing whispers coming from the damn Journal which it seems I'm the only one that hears all of it because no one else has noticed it or they're simply choosing to ignore it which is a very strong possibility but I think I'm the only one that can hear it at the moment, well at least I do hope that's the case because if any of them are hearing all those whispers coming from that damn journal like I am and they're not stopping them I might end up slapping each of them in the back of their damn heads simply because I can.

"Death,Torture and Reincarnation" is all the whispers keeps repeating from that creepy ass journal literally at this point it's starting to make me feel very uneasy at the given moment when it's literally only just repeating that damn phrase over and over again which I'm now starting to think that idiot Lestat had done something that he shouldn't have been doing, I slowly begin shake my head doing my utmost very best to ignore the whispers which isn't really easy to do at the moment considering that they're now getting louder.

"Oh dear Anya, oh don't you wish you knew everything" I hear lestat's voice coming from the journal replacing the whispers I'd honestly rather deal with the whispers then hear that annoying bastard's voice that literally makes my skin crawl to no end but then I simply remember he's in a hole suffering for all eternity and it's that damn journal messing with me trying it's best to get me to use my gift, I truly believe that it's trying to provoke me by angering me to the point where I feel that our baby could possibly be in danger but I'm not falling for any of those damn tricks because I'm absolutely not new to any of it.

My man looks over at me smiling with that handsome smile of his that makes my heart flutter I've gotta say it's kind of like he knew I needed a distraction from whatever is bothering me which if he only knew he would definitely be beyond aggravated to where he would possibly do something massive to that idiots journal which is sounding like a broken record by repeating that same phrase, I flash him a smile back just so he doesn't think anything's going on it really pains me to say this it does but I truly can't allow him to do anything to that journal at least not yet after they look at it then I don't care.

My father catches my man's attention with a very important question about who's going to read the journal first I notice literally each of them doing the same exact thing as earlier practically having a private conversation which I don't mind at the moment because I'd rather see who gets to read that damn journal first I'm hoping it's my man or my father, I know for sure that they'll tell me whatever either of them might find about anything including when it comes to my mother literally without any hesitation at all and that is why I love the both of them.

"I'll look at the damn journal first it's the right thing to do, and don't act like I wouldn't tell any of you what I found" my man says while looking directly at the journal with such hatred burning in his eyes which everyone here at the table completely understands we each thought we'd be completely done with Lestat's bullshit yet clearly none of us are, yet just knowing we have to think of the babies that'll be due soon we've all agreed that we don't want them to ever deal with a situation that all of us went through it'll never happen.

As my man begins to open the Journal it's like a wave of hatred slowly begins to seep out of it Shields have been put up around each of us just to be on the safe side of things because none of us exactly know what the hell that idiot could've done to the journal simply to keep anyone out of it or to find out the truth on what that bastard really had been doing for those years or possibly even centuries, I mean honestly none of us really know what in the hell he's been doing behind their backs which is sad in away and yet he's paying for it and possibly even more once things become clear.

I glance at the first page and instantly my blood starts to boil that absolutely no good bastard has photos of me and my family with information scribbled down in a different language that I'm not familiar with at all not going to lie but I'm going to take a wild guess just from the very dark expression on my man's face he knows the language that sick bastard wrote in, I clench my fist to my side trying to keep my anger in check but if I'm being truthful literally at the moment I'm seeing red and not in a good way this alone crosses a line of no return.

"Soon you sick bastard you're going to pay for everything, and we will get my mother back. Don't think you've won" I say to myself as they begin looking at the journal hopefully finding answers especially on just how to get my mom back to us.