Red P.O.V
I spent a lot of my life being aware of what was going on inside the supernatural realm. It wasn't as if it wasn't obvious to me that some creatures in this world weren't human.
I wish I could say that I hadn't been curious about the creatures that seemed to plague my day and nights. My original foster home hadn't been as toleratable as the one I'm in now is. That one had been crawling with supernatural creatures. It had a large set of vampires and succubus. As I said I had just recently been made aware of the supernatural community I found myself to be a part of and found myself drawn to an incubus.
Kale Vinus. I had been maybe nine at that point, so I hadn't really comprehended what an incubus was, and that was my mistake. Kale had been twelve and I hate to imagine what it was like being an incubus at that age, or the genes kicking in at that age. After learning more about their kind, I learned it doesn't usually kick in until their at the peak of their maturity . . . so around sixteen. So for a twelve-year-old, getting some of the life force he needs wasn't easy. It was technically illegal. Since he was underaged and should have been considered rape if it wasn't illegal in the supernatural system.
Regardless I ended up in a room with five other children at the other foster home, including Kale, a succubus, two vamps, and a witch. The succubus wasn't that bad, she was actually kind of nice, you know when she wasn't hungry for sexual energy. She compared it to a werewolves heat, which is actually quite painful from what I hear, that is if the werewolf isn't mated and too young, or if they aren't willing to remain pure for their mate.
So at that point, I hadn't known much about any supernatural creatures so I unknowingly got close to a sexual thriving creature.
I hadn't known that I was all a game to Kale, a meal.
Short enough, I wasn't able to remain in that foster home for very long.
I wake up in my current room to screaming. It was a Saturday, so I hadn't really wanted to wake up yet. Especially to the noise of my foster siblings. I hated waking to the noise of my foster siblings. They're so annoying. Especially Mitchell, he's the most annoying bastard out of all of them.
"WAKE UP RED, CODE YELLOW!!! CODE YELLOW!!" Was all I was hearing. I hate Saturdays.
A code yellow is a code meaning, that something was about to go down between the boys and the girls, and it was usually over the dang bathroom. How is it that on a Saturday the girls seem to think that it is so important to dress up and use the cheap dollar store bought make-up and party with some of the richer kids in town. Including the werewolves in town, which was essentially the richest of the kids in the school.
Sometimes even they pissed me off. Flaunting how amazing they are, even without them announcing to the world that their freaking werewolves.
"OH SHUT THE FUCK UP YOU DUMB ASS!!!" One of the girls yelled at us. "WE FUCKING DESERVE THE GOD DAMN BATHROOM!!! IT'S-A FREAKING SATURDAY!!!" Another girl yelled, making me throw a pillow over my head where I felt my phone against the side of my head.
Hmm?
I lift the pillow back off of my head and directly at the next boy in my room who I knew was about to yell back.
"HOW ABOUT YOU SHUT THE FUCK UP!!!" I yelled at the rest of the boys in the room.
They all looked over at me with a slight amount of fear of their faces. It was stupid to think that me, a boy smaller than a majority of them, scared them simply by me yelling at them.
"How about you shut the fuck up?!" Another one of the boys yelled at me, and I sent a glare towards them. They gulped in air before dropping it as if nothing happened, the only sane thing they've done in quite a while.
I grab my phone and flick the scene on my phone, and see a couple messages from the one and only, Welfen Draves.
I let a small smile appear on my face as I open messages.
Welfen: Hey . . . you still up? sent at 1:27 a.m.
Welfen: Good night. Beau. sent at 1:49 a.m.
A small blush spread upon my cheeks. Beau?? Excuse me? What the fudge is that?
The small blush didn't seem to want to go away any time soon.
Welfen: Good Morning! sent at 7:57 a.m.
Welfen: Is it a bad time? sent at 8:13 a.m.
Red: No, my-
I wanted to say foster brothers but changed my mind at the last second.
Red: No my brothers were pestering my sisters.
Red: A everyday thing honestly.
Red: What about you?
Welfen P.O.V
I smile looking at the fact my mate messaged me back. I also smiled even brighter learning facts about my mate. He has siblings. I would have never known as soon if he hadn't told me this right now. I mean sure I would have eventually figured it out, he is my mate. I need to know EVERYTHING about him.
I smiled so brightly and squealed into my pillow. I can't wait for our relationship to completely blossom into what I think it was meant to be.
I am such a gay person.
But I'm Red-Sexual.
So it's totally okay.
It's totally sorry.
I wasn't able to type 1000 words, but it was very close. I'm not impressed with this chapter, and I think I'm going to re-write it but not now. So enjoy??

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