Guilty (one direction fanfic)

NEW GIRL

SOPHIA'S POV

"king Justin, to what do I owe the pleasure of your acquaintance?" I ask sarcastically and smirk, curtsying and rolling my eyes. "ahh Sophia," he says, his eyes looking up from the paperwork on his desk and burning into mine. "still a bitch I see" , he says snidely, as he crosses the room. he then invades the last of my personal space. he smirks ince more, grasping a peice of my long Raven hair and twirling it between his fingers. "come off it Justin, just because I wouldn't sleep with you when we were kids doesn't mean I hate you," i say, wrapping my tiny fingers around his thumb. he smiles softly, for once not looking like an arrogant asshole. "I'm actually glad you didn't, Sophie if you had I wouldn't have went to that bar, I wouldn't have met Riley, and I wouldn't have my kids." he says, swooning over Riley's name. "how are the little ones?" I ask, trying to start a real conversation. He frowns. His otherwise handsome features contort into the evilest scowl I have ever seen. "alas sweet Sophie, my wife ran away with the girls almost sixteen years ago. I have only been able to keep tabs on one. My little Violet, though she grew up without me she seems to have my temperaments" he says and chuckles " and the boy?" I ask, not remembering his son's name. his facial expression becomes stern, making his teenaged face age twenty years. "that is actually what I called you here about, you see my son does not know about his sisters, as they do not know of him. I understand that you are acquaintances with one Raelynn Manely?" he asks, answering a question with a question. "my sister?" I question.

INDIGO'S POV

I sigh as I flop down in my large bed next to some random whore. I unroll the rubber tube and flick it to the side, not bothering to pick it up, the maids will do that. though I came, I felt no pleasure in being with the random slut. I was utterly bored with being with a different girl every night. Women seemed to throw themselves at me because of my status as prince of the multi kingdoms. my mother and father being both half bloods, I was as well, except as my parents were both more vampire then wolf, I was an even divide. I could live both on blood and human food, I could become a wolf at will and I had the strength of a hundred men. I turn my head slightly, staring at myself in the mirror wall. my pale blonde hair ruffled, my golden tan skin covered in sweat, my dark blue eyes glazed over in tears, my dazzling sharp white teeth hidden in a frown. my body is perfect. but my heart is scarred.