The Mirror Realm

Mommy and Daddy Pt 2

"There's no where for you two idiots to run, guess who's trapped?" Mommy drawls. She raises her hand and I flinch automatically, she sees me flinching and looks at me incredulously.

"You think I would hit you?" She says softly. Mommy lowers her hand and stares at it. "I've never hit anyone a day in my life, do I come off that way?" She looks at us.

I stay quiet, terrified that they might find out my secret.

Alex, answer her. Peter commands me in a soft tone.

"Tell me please, I need to know." Mommy pleads. "It's not a quality I'm fond of."

"You can come off that way sometimes." I mumble, rubbing my arm, "You can fix it by not being rude, annoying, and overprotective. Then people won't think you'll hit them." I stand up. "Now if you'll excuse us, we have to be going."

"No! Tell me what else is wrong with me! You have to!" She snarls and grabs my arm.

"Get your hands off her." SG says quietly behind me, just loud enough to be heard, and in the tone that would scare the crap out of even Sylvester Stallone.

"Why?" Mommy tightens her grip on my arm and I wince.

"Well for one, you're hurting her. And two, because I'll shoot your husband if you don't." He pulls out a gun of his waistband I didn't see before. SG moves so fast to Daddy I didn't even blink and he was there.

"You're bluffing." Mommy doesn't even finish her sentence, she's interrupted by the slumping of her dead husband at her feet.

"I guess he's not." I whip my arm out of her grasp and grab SG's hand and we bust it out of there.

We start running towards the gorgeous sunrise, gold and pink rays shoot through that couple of clouds surrounding the horizon. We slow down to a walk and continue in silence for a few minutes, then,

"That was easy." SG smirks.

"You," I round on him. "Tell me who the hell you are, give me a good reason not to plunge this straight into your gorgeous body." I whip the syringe out of my bag.

SG raises his hands, "Woah calm down, Alex. I'm-"

"How the hell do you know my name?!" I screech and raise the syringe higher.

"You're father sent me!" He screams, his voice 3 pitches higher than it should be.

I freeze. "My dad?"

"Ye-" He clears his throat, "Yes. He told me to keep an eye on you. I'm Jeremy, your dad was friends with mine and I guess we spent a lot of time together." Jeremy offers me his hand. I shake it weakly.

"I thought-" I trail off, thinking of the impossible.

"Thought what?" He looks at me curiously.

"Thought nothing." I say curtly.

"No, come on, say it." He preassures me. He grabs my arm to stop me from getting away. I jerk my arm away and keep loking forward. "Alex!"

"Stop!" I give him a seething look.

"Sorry!" He raises his hands in the air.

"Fine, look, why are you here anyways?" I snap, clearly irritated.

"I told you already, to look after and protect you."

"I don't need your protection." I hiss. "I don't need anything, so get lost please." I turn away.

"No." Jeremy looks at me.

"I said," I slowly walk up to him until we were nose to nose. "Get. Lost."