A/n: after this fiction I'm alllllll out of ideas, and this one's almost over! Ah...you're going to hate the ending.
I changed my mind; I'm going home. I'm going to demand my brother tell me why he's going to murder me. And I'm also going to ask why. And question why he wrote a song about it. Max promised that if I died in there, he would see to it that Sebastian was severely punished. Somehow, I feel that he's the reason that Ricky's dying too. I just have to find out why.
I pounded on my own front door, for I didn't have my keys. Emerson opened the door. "Where've you been?" He asked me.
"I need to see Sebastian, right now." I pushed past him, not caring if it was rude or not.
Sebastian was sitting on the sofa in our living room. I approached him and crossed my arms. "What's up?" He asked. How could he be so damn casual right now?
"You're trying to kill me. I demand you tell me why."
He looked up and sighed. "Cat's out of the bag, isn't it?"
"It's not some big-ass secret. You're trying to kill me!"
"Yes, I'm trying to kill you. I hate you!" He snarled the last sentence. "I've hated you since the day that we met. I will hate you until the day that you die. I JUST NEED THAT TO HAPPEN FASTER!"
"But why?"
"Because you're an attention whore. I was the special one. I was descended from Dracula! It was me! But no, you had to go and get cursed by a witch! I asked her to kill you, not give you magical powers!" He threw his hands up into the air in frustration. He was complaining as though he wasn't trying to kill someone, but rather trying to get someone to do his homework for him. "And then you believed that you were who I am!"
"What the hell does that even mean? You had me cursed?!"
"You've met you're curser. She betrayed me. She lied to you. And now she's trying to kill Ricky too. He's.....collateral damage."
"He's a person!"
Emerson entered the room, a look of surprise crossing his face. "Is what you're saying true, Sebastian? Are you really trying to kill our brother?"
"It's not like you want him around either." Sebastian crossed his arms accusingly.
"You know what? You're pretty damn selfish yourself. You're willing to kill him just because he has the attention? Isn't it kind of your fault that he even thought that he was a descendant of Dracula anyways?"
"You're.....wait a second! That witch is the one that gave me the book! She's the one that Ricky was disgusted by on Warped! I remember her now! Damn, she really holds a grudge," I concluded. "Why would you work with that whore?"
"She's not a whore," Sebastian argued.
"Really? She had 'I'm a groupie' written all over her."
"She's not! She's like that person who give the rose in Beauty and the Beast."
"That enchantress wasn't a sweaty girl that asked the prince if he was busy later," I muttered.
"I don't care about Ricky. All I want is for you to die." He lunged for me, trying to grab me so that he could strangle me I assume. I ran away, and Emerson blocked his path.
"You will not kill your stepbrother!"
"Why should I listen to you? Mom adopted you because she felt bad. She should never have even had more kids than me in her life!" Sebastian snarled.
I stopped running. I turned back around to look at the two of them. Now I think I understood. Even as a famous person, Sebastian probably gets the least attention out of the three of us. It's not his fault, really. I guess people just don't have a thing for him. "All this time, I thought that you were looking out for us. You were more of a father figure than Dad ever was!" I told him. "And now you're telling me that it was all just a really elaborate plan to kill us? You never really cared at all?"
Emerson fell silent. Sebastian looked around. "Your father was a terrible person."
"At least he never tried to kill me." I took Emerson's hand, and the both of us walked out of the front door. We could figure out the rest later.
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A/n: my dearest Palaye fans: This isn't how I think that Seb is at all! Remember, it's fiction for a reason!
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