Legacy: Wolf Child

Chapter Fifteen

Sat in my sitting room I felt numb. The police were here, Mark was talking to them and I was staring at the television, which was currently just a black box in the corner. Nothing was playing. There was nothing to distract me from my brother's words or what he'd just tried to do.

"We are concerned about his recent behaviour," one officer spoke to Mark, who sighed and nodded..

"I have been for a while," my uncle agreed. I wrung my hands together, but how could I defend Luke? He had been trying to kidnap me to keep me away from a boy I was seeing. How was that normal? What had been said to him for him to fear for my safety that much? Was it drugs? Had he become paranoid? I closed my eyes. It was now almost four in the morning and I was exhausted. But the police were wrapping up with our statements. No charges were being pressed. Nothing had happened and truthfully even if I had been taken I wasn't sure I could have put my brother behind bars.

"We'll keep an eye on your house over the next week. After the break in and now this we just want to be extra cautious," they added. I sighed; how had my summer turned into this? On one hand there was Fox who had brought me nothing but joy. But then Luke's actions had only escalated to something I couldn't even comprehend. He was going to end up in prison if he continued down this road.

The police left after that and it left Mark and myself alone in the sitting room. He came over to me, his expression tired and pained, "How are you holding up?" He asked. I stared ahead of myself, unsure of how to respond. Maybe it was the fatigue or perhaps the overwhelming emotions but tears sprung to my eyes without much warning. They rolled down my cheeks and a choke came from my throat. My head fell into my hands and I shook it with a soft hiss.

"Why is he doing this?" I asked Mark. He came closer to me, reaching out to touch my arm.

"Your brother is obviously still struggling with the death of your parents," he responded and even though he'd been furious at Luke earlier it was clear to see that he was worried for him as well. "We all deal with death differently. And I think this crowd he's been hanging out with has led him down a dark path."

I nodded; it was Rain and his gang. They'd taken him in, acted as his new family and he was now spiralling out of control. My face contorted in pain, "He was going to take me away." Saying it out loud made it sound even more ridiculous, "Mark, he's lost it."

"Hey," Mark's fingers tightened on my arm. "I know you're concerned about him but you're still to live your life." He sighed, "I'll kill Nathan if he hurts you but I've heard good things about him from Taylor's parents. He seems like a good chap. And you should continue seeing him and enjoying time with your friends." I turned my face out of my hands to look at my uncle. His face softened, "You're going to be concerned for your idiot brother, but you can't let him drag you down with him, okay?"

I searched Mark's face. It was so much easier said than done. I wanted to run out of the door and find him. But then what would I do when I did? What could I say to him to get him back to me? Nothing. I didn't know what he was trying to drag me away from other than it was apparently dangerous. Nathan was dangerous. I shook my head, "How much more drama can this family take?" I responded and Mark chuckled, dropping his hand from my arm.

"Lets hope Mrs. Gregory isn't secretly underage," I glanced to Mark, but the awkward joke actually made me smile.

"I really don't want to know about you and Mrs. Gregory."

"Oh?" He responded, cocking a bushy eyebrow at me, "And you had been so curious about it the other day. Though it is weird calling her 'Mrs. Gregory.'" I laughed at that, wiping away my tears. I pushed off of the sofa next before yawning.