IMPRESS. [Book 1]

Chapter Forty-Five: Nightmares Of Childhood.

[The Vampires Diaries is one of the shows that got me into writing and the supernatural/fantasy genre. The final episode after 8 years of pure perfection had me in absolute tears. I am an emotional wreck. So yeah... This chapter is dedicated to The Vampire Diaries and the best 8 years of TV it provided!]

IMPRESS.

Chapter Forty-Five: Nightmares Of Childhood.

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Harrison's POV~

Many jaws dropped at what was occurring centre of the dancefloor, the couples that had been dancing all elegantly shifted out the way and helped form a circle around the Demon King Preston and my best friend Natalya.

Preston had his hands restraining her head from backing out of the passionate kiss that had my fists balling.

That was meant to be me. Since day one, I had always been there waiting for her to tell me if she felt anything for the boy who'd shower her with compliments every day.

Although she was taken back, Natalya was responding to Preston, falling into his alluring nature and moving her lips against his- giving him the dominant control of where the kiss would lead next.

My brother stood beside me, his shoulders tensing and his grip tightening around the glass he had filled with blood in his right hand.

Across from where we stood, Princess Cathryn, Prince Zachary and their bastard brother Alexander were witnessing the moment, as shocked and as taken back like everyone else.

The princess frowned, her eyes glazing with disappointment and averting to Zacs. I watched as her hand reached up to squeeze his shoulder comfortingly.

Whilst Alexander frowned, heartbroken for obvious jealousy reasons... Prince Zachary's ears were shooting out invisible steam as he glared at the Natalya and Preston.

His eyes were blazing with red flames, his jaw was tightening and his fists were clenching to the point where his knuckles were as white as snow.

"I'm glad I fucked that bitch when I had the chance," my brother muttered.

His words didn't register in my head for a long while since I was too busy being distracted envying the demon king's lips on the girl I'd loved since childhood.

Preston smirked against Natalya's lips after feeling the eyes of thousands watching them. His eyes opened showing a glint of satisfaction, connecting with the prince's eyes and sparking silver with fulfilment.

A grunt sounded from the infuriated prince as he shoved his shoulder forward, brushing his sister's hand off him before storming off to the exit of the ballroom where the castle gardens were.

Straight after disappearing, a familiar blonde I knew by the name of Ella went rushing after the prince in desperation. Natalya's guard Derek had no choice but to follow after the prince in case anything would happen to him.

And that's when my brother's words clicked in my head, my eyes widening in horror. I felt my body freeze leaving only my head to slowly twist and face my brother.

"What did you say?" I lowly asked through gritted teeth, not sure if I had possibly heard my brother correctly.

I had invited him to this ball because it was his 23rd birthday and I thought he'd like to apologise to Natalya for pestering her all that time back in Icilia.

Fredrick laughed out nudging my arm like what he had said was nothing, "lay off me brother, it's my birthday after all."

I glared at my brother and felt my eyes swirl until they were darkened orbs.