The Shadows

Chapter 3

Vincent brought my parents in as the guards drilled two chairs to the floor. I sat there, watching as they were strapped down. Vincent waved the guards off it was just us, "Who is the insider." Vincent questioned folding his arms. "Like we would tell you." My father spat. "I can see where Layla got her stubbornness from." He said looking back at me. I threw my hands up, thanks babe. 'Anytime.'

"You know nothing about my daughter." My mother spat. "I doubt that. You see I married her, she had lived with my family since he was 16. I know more about her than you do." Vincent argues back. "What's her favorite food." My dad asked. Hamburgers. "Hamburgers, especially with tomatoes on it." He answered. I never told him that. 'I did m research' "Favorite color?" my dad asked. "Colors. Red with black and white and black." He answered. "What was her favorite movies as a kid?" my mom asked. "Anything with the Disney princesses and the lion king." He answered. "What was her nickname growing up?" my mom asked.

"Trick question she didn't have one." He answered. "Wrong it was peanut." My dad said. "It was not. You were never home long enough to give me one. Sometimes you didn't even remember my name." I say. I walked over to them. "We were home every night." My mom said. "I had already put myself to bed. You left me all day with a baby sitter." I argue. "Layla do not talk to us that way we are your parents." My dad said, "You haven't been in my life long enough to be my parents." I spit. "Let us make that up to you." My mom said. "How? you are in here and never getting out. And if you do you will probably kill my husband." I tell say a little bit more dramatic then I went for.

My dad sighs, you rat bastard I don't know why I am even trying you are better off dead. My life would still be same if you were. "That's harsh." Vincent says looking at me. "It's the truth." I shrug. "Okay we don't know how to prove it but we will some how." My dad pleas. "Then give him the information he needs. I'll talk to him into having mercy on you." I tell them. Vincent shot me angry look. You can kill them when you are done. I just said that so they will come clean. "Don't give me that look." I tell him with a defensive tone.

"You get that from your mother." My father joked. "She does not." My mother says with a defensive tone. "I'm wasting my time. I should just have the guards kill them now." Vincent blurts annoyed. "Okay. Okay. We will tell you what we know. As long as we get to see Layla once a week for a little while." My mom bargains. "Fine. And if I find out you are lying I will stab your daughter right in front of you and the give you a slow painful death." Vincent spits. WANNA RUN THAT BY ME? 'Relax I didn't mean it I would never hurt you.'

My mom gulped. "Okay. What do you want to know?" A wicked smile forms across his face. "Everything." This is going to be one boring hour. 'Relax you I'll make it up to you' by killing my parents. 'And sex' I laughed at his offer. "What are you laughing at?" my mother asks. "Nothing just some stories I can't wait to tell you." I lied, "Can't wait to hear them." My father smiles. I feel bad now. Should they really die because of what they did... Yes. But I feel bad they just get to see me not knowing what happened. But it's their fault, they shouldn't have done what the did.

Vincent cleared his throat, I look at him. "You okay?" he asked, "Yes just lost in thought." I tell him. "Must have been one deep thought you missed it all." He says sternly, "I'm sorry." I apologize. "Do you want to talk about?" he asked, "When we get home." I reply. "So it's one of those thoughts." He says seductively. I smile at him, "Oh dear god." I say with embracement, "You will be saying that later." He sys whispering into ear but loud enough for my parents to hear. "Lets go home." I say seductively, he smirks at me "Good bye sweetie I will see you later." My mom says. "Good bye. Thank you for cooperating, it means a lot I will see to it that I see you again sometime this week." I smile.

Vincent led me out of the room. "That was sneaky of you... I should have you with me more often." He admits. "How are you sure they didn't lie?" I asked. "Best part of being the spawn of Satan you get more powers then you realize no matter how good you are at lying you always have a tell." He explains. "Plus I read their minds. And they did lie about who the insider was." He admits. "Do you know who it is or are you back to nothing?" I ask. "I know who it is and believe me they are beyond fucked." He tells me.