Vengeance

2.3- throw me in a landfill

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When I walked through the door, Gina gasped and clutched herself closer to me. I gripped her hand tighter as the girl, Gemma, closed the door behind her. The only sounds that I could hear was the sounds of our footsteps and my heart racing rapidly.

The older man thar said my full name was tall. His hair was graying and his bones looked weak. We walked through an archway that lead to a sitting area.

"This is the parlor. You are more than welcome to sit and have a cup of tea." The man said, taking a seat in an old leather chair.

I looked down at Gina and she nodded. I knew that she just wanted to sit. I know that I felt nervous, I had no idea how Gina felt. I bent down and kissed just below her ear. I gave her a small smile before I led us to a small couch near the man. Gina sat before I did and crossed her legs.

The man's eyes never left my movements. Once I sat down and met the man's eyes, he was still staring at me.

"Gemma Jane, please get our guests some tea." The man said.

Gemma sighed before she walked away from the doorway she was leaning on. I watched her, her small body moving slowly, her shoulders shaking as she moved about the small kitchenette.

My focus was again on the man as he coughed slightly. He had his hand against his mouth as he wiped the outer corners of his lips. "Excuse me," he started as his eyes met Gina.  "What are you called darling?" He asked.

Gina raised her eyes to meet the man.  She smiled slightly before speaking. "Gina Arrowood."

The man nodded as he looked at her.  "You are a beautiful young woman. Just like my Gemma Janes." The man said.

Gina smiled at him as she leaned her head against my shoulder. I played with her fingers which were in her lap and watched Gemma again. She had her hands against the counter top as the kettle began to scream. I watched her as she watched the kettle.

"Gem, turn that kettle off." The old man said.

She nodded and immediately took it away from the heat. She proceeded in making our tea, before walking with two cups in her hands. She bent down and put a cup in front of me and another in front of Gina. Her eyes met mine as she put the cup in a certain position.  Tears were in her eyes again before she blinked them away and quickly stood up straight. 

"Thank you Gemma Janes." The man said.

"Thank you," I say as I watch her.

"Thank you. " Gina says quietly.

"My pleasure." Gemma says and turns on her heel, walking out of the parlor.

My eyes leave the doorway she just exited and meet the old man's inquisitive stare. I tap my finger against my knee and contemplate on what I should say to him.

"Are you my great grandfather?" I ask.

He stares at me for a moment. "I am."

"How do you know my name?" I ask.

"I knew what you were to be called before your mum knew."  He says.

My heart flutters at the mention of my mum. I bite the inside of my cheek and close my eyes.

"I need to know what happened.  I've been trying to figure it out but it doesn't make sense. Nothing adds up and I need answers." I rush out quickly.

"You won't receive them here." He says, furrowed eyebrows and a snarl at his mouth.

"I traveled here because I was told you were the only person that knew." I say.