She's all I have left (Brother! Travis X Sister! Reader X Zane)

Why do you do this!!

-- Travis's POV --

     As Y/N walks out of the room to go and get some wet rags and cleaning supplies, Zane turns to ask one last question. "Why are you so overprotective of her Travis?" Zane asks me, he's finished brushing my hair, and it's already up, so he comes around to infront of me, he picks up one of the wet rags and gently rests it up against one of my knees, it stings a little.

     "She's all I have left, Zane. Our parents left us, and they took quite a bit with them." I say looking around at the room, there were only a few painting on the walls, and on the floor only a small couch, of which I was siting on, there was a mother in the cornor of the room but that one was badly torn. "I've been meaning to get this place fixed for a wile now, but there's not much I can do." I say looking down at him. He was more focused on trying to stop the bleeding.

     "Your scraped up pretty bad, how did you stay under control?" He asked, he looked up at me only for a second but looked back down quickly saying "t...Travis, y-your eyes." He said this in a very calm manner, he did seem a little worried though. Does he think I'm going to hurt him? I question my self as I look back down at him.

      "I do t know how I stayed in control, I just did." I paused and tryed to shift my eyes back to their normal color of emerald green. After I do this I look back down at him, "Better?" I ask, he looks up at me but says nothing, he does nod though. He goes back to cleaning my wounds, I guess he's not that bad, he is a really sweet guy.  I tell my self, if Y/N ever does date anyone I do kinda hope it's Zane, I've known him for so long, I trust him but not enought.

-- Zane's POV --

     I go back to cleaning his wounds, he's scraped up really bad, there's a ton of blood. He looks like he was pushed to the ground and beat up, but some of the scratchy don't even look like they were human! They looked like claw marks, he might have been in a fight with some werewolfs, I know there are a few packs around here, I'm not the most liked person so I get beat up my self some times.

     I have feelings for Y/N but I know for a fact the Travis would hate me after that, if only I could get him to trust me. I do t blame him, Y/N means a lot to him, and so many people judge them for what they are, I personally think it's cool, but that might be because I can shift only a little, I'm not full demon, only half.

-- Travis's POV --

     I look down at Zane, he looks like he's pondering something. I'm a bit bored just siting here so I shift a little, in some spots my skin turns to a dark grey, and my hair goes from all white to haveing dark purple tips. My finger nails turn all black and into a claw like shape, small dark purple horns protrude out of my head.

     Zane looks up only a little, "so you do have control over it, that's cool" he says to me as he looks back at what he was doing, I wonder why he doesn't judge us? I think to my self as I start to play with some light magic. From the other room I can hear Y/N screaming something, we soon walks out into the living room where Zane and I were with tears streaming down her face.

     I get up and rush to her side, she pushes me away a little trying to get me to sit back down, but I don't listen. "Y/N.. What's wrong, what happened?" I ask as I place one hand on her back and the other around her, pulling her into a tight hug. She crys into my sholder as we sit on the ground, Zane walks over to see what's going on. My legs hurt like crazy, arms hurt just as bad, but I don't care.

     "I...it's nothing." She says as she pulls away and wipes away her tear, she looks at me and smiles. It's fake, somethings really wrong. I think as I look at her, she looks happy but she's not. She walks back into the the next room and comes out with cleaning supplies, she walks over to the door and starts cleaning the blood of of the wood floor.