𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 || 𝐃𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐧𝐞 𝐗 𝐎𝐂

Nine.

Two years later

I never expected my life to go the way it has.

Not being a vampire, having a mate, or even having a son.

But here I was, living the very life I never saw possible, going through the motions of having a teenager who like any human went through puberty.

Kai was fifteen now and moody beyond belief.

Constantly having attitude, barely speaking to any of us, and when he did he was short tempered, agitated, and always wanted to be left alone.

Once more, we were facing the challenges of what it was like raising a human boy in a cave full of vampires.

After years of reassurance that he loved living here with us, having us as his family, those things started to change.

He wanted to be normal and started to act more like a normal human.

Sleeping during the night, waking up in the morning, disappearing for hours at a time, mentioning people he'd met, girls he's seen, the things he wanted to do like any normal teen would but obviously couldn't, and it seemed as though his home life and the way he was raised screwed all of that up.

He couldn't bring his friends over, couldn't bring a girl home late at night to sleep with her, couldn't have parties here. Nothing and those facts were causing a rift in not only mine and his relationship, but his relationship with everyone else.

Despite the boys having a maturity level around his actual age, he still looked at them as one of the reasons why he couldn't be normal and he stuck the blame on all of us, including Max.

"I can't even bring a girl home to fuck her because I don't live in an actual house, I live in a cave full of vampires who are my family! What kind of freak lives like this?" He screamed one morning in particular, having been extremely frustrated after nearly landing a chance to be with a girl but couldn't find a place to do the deed.

At fifteen, I was extremely alarmed at the fact that he was even considering having sex with someone, let alone nearly doing it but after he stormed off to his room, Dwayne and the rest of the boys said that even though they can't remember much if anything at all about their human lives, they do remember some of the feelings they had, especially when they were teenagers his age.

It was normal, and the hormones he was experiencing caused all of these things to make sense. His very awkwardly sudden sex drive, his mood swings, his temper and lack of control over it, the behavior changes, and how he was treating all of us.

In his mind, we were a hindrance to his experiences that any human teenager should have because of what we are, where we live, and how he's been raised.

He didn't truly feel this way, and sooner or later his emotions would level out and calm down but at the moment, it was as if we had a ticking time bomb walking around, waiting to detonate at any slight wrong movement or to long of eye contact.

"It'll stop sooner or later my love, for now we just wait it out." Dwayne utters in my ear a moment after Kai disappeared up the stairs leading to the outside world.

He had left his room, and not said a word to anyone as he walked through the cave and to the stairs and outside.

"I understand that, but I just want my son back. Not this attitude ridden shit head who won't even speak to his own mother." I say, the bitterness in my heart gripping me in its steel grip over the fact that for the last three months, I haven't been able to have a decent conversation with the very being I would sacrifice my life for.