Lucas's POV
I walked quickly into my apartment, one of many throughout the city. I was in a rush. I just needed to shower, change into cleaner clothes before heading out to patrol again. I had been going for two days straight combing the city in the constant search. I was so tired but I knew I was so close to finding her. I couldn't stop now. The ability to not have to sleep is something I was becoming envious of the vampires. I never thought that would happen.
I made my way to my room, heading straight for the drawers. I shuffled through them looking for my black long sleeve shirt. I groaned in frustration as I couldn't seem to find it.
"Looking for this, little bro?" a voice said behind me.
I spun around to find Julian smirking, casually laying on my bed, playing with the shirt I had been looking for. I walked over and grabbed it out of his hands.
"You're losing your edge, Lucas. You need to sleep. You didn't even catch that I was here…," he paused, "that a vampire was here."
I grumbled something and headed to the shower. I was in no mood to deal with him. I needed a good cold shower to wake me up. As I stood there rotating the faucet to first cold then back to hot then back again, I heard my brother's voice as he stood outside the door. I hadn't really talked to him since everything went to hell. To be honest, I still didn't truly believe he was alive and apparently a vampire. I couldn't help but feel left behind or abandoned by my big brother all those years ago. He was suppose to be king, not me. He was always the leveled headed one, the responsible one. I was the hot tempered one, the one who always acted on my emotions. I wasn't made for this responsibility.
"Lucas, I know you've been avoiding me," he said with a sigh. I didn't answer. He cleared his throat. "I know it must be hard to come to terms with what I've become. But there are things we need to talk about. Things that we both know you've been avoiding."
Lucas's POV
I walked quickly into my apartment, one of many throughout the city. I was in a rush. I just needed to shower, change into cleaner clothes before heading out to patrol again. I had been going for two days straight combing the city in the constant search. I was so tired but I knew I was so close to finding her. I couldn't stop now. The ability to not have to sleep is something I was becoming envious of the vampires. I never thought that would happen.
I made my way to my room, heading straight for the drawers. I shuffled through them looking for my black long sleeve shirt. I groaned in frustration as I couldn't seem to find it.
"Looking for this, little bro?" a voice said behind me.
I spun around to find Julian smirking, casually laying on my bed, playing with the shirt I had been looking for. I walked over and grabbed it out of his hands.
"You're losing your edge, Lucas. You need to sleep. You didn't even catch that I was here…," he paused, "that a vampire was here."
I grumbled something and headed to the shower. I was in no mood to deal with him. I needed a good cold shower to wake me up. As I stood there rotating the faucet to first cold then back to hot then back again, I heard my brother's voice as he stood outside the door. I hadn't really talked to him since everything went to hell. To be honest, I still didn't truly believe he was alive and apparently a vampire. I couldn't help but feel left behind or abandoned by my big brother all those years ago. He was suppose to be king, not me. He was always the leveled headed one, the responsible one. I was the hot tempered one, the one who always acted on my emotions. I wasn't made for this responsibility.
"Lucas, I know you've been avoiding me," he said with a sigh. I didn't answer. He cleared his throat. "I know it must be hard to come to terms with what I've become. But there are things we need to talk about. Things that we both know you've been avoiding."
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