Sleeping With The Enemy (BoyxBoy)

Chapter Thirty Four

--Lucien's Point Of View--

The thunderstorm soon followed with loud claps of thunder rolling through the sky lighting up the sky with bolts of lightning, Emmett's trembling form against my side wasn't very comforting either fisting the blanket tightly between his fists face scrunched in pain.

I went to shake him awake when he jolted up suddenly panting breathlessly whimpering like an upset puppy hugging the blanket up against his chest "Hey, it's okay" I rested my hand over the nape of his neck and he flinched under my touch scooting away from me crawling out of bed and fled into the bathroom.

"Emmett, Are you okay?" I gently knocked on the door and cracked it open slightly, I found him curled up in the corner of the bathroom with his hands firmly clamped over his ears small streams of tears trickling down his cheeks.

"I can hear it, their screams in the thunder, dying slowly and brutally. This is why I hate thunder storms" He hissed jumping at another clap of thunder bringing his knees up to his chest.

"I know I know, come here Emmett" I held my hand out to him and he hesitated gripping my hand in his and stood up throwing himself into my arms burying his face in my pyjama shirt.

"This is so embarassing, usually I'm okay but it's so close to when it happened" He mumbled keeping his arms firmly wrapped around my waist.

"Let's go back to bed, you're exhausted and we have a full day tomorrow" I rested my lips to his forehead comfortingly leading him back into the bedroom pulling him back into the bed with me.

"Keep your eyes on me Emmett, not the lightning and not the thunder, just me" I coaxed cupping his cheeks in my hands, his beautiful blue eyes stared into mine blinking sparingly from his place sitting over me in my lap leaning down to linger over my lips his sweet breath tickling my face

"Did I ever say you look pretty in the moonlight" An innocent smile spread across his face gently touching his lips to mine melting his beautifully soft perfectly shaped lips into mine.

"No but it doesn't matter, I just need to focus on keeping you calm and not having a panic attack" I chuckled and his smile was replaced with a pout.

"You're rude, I was going to treat you but now I just want to cuddle you. Way to ruin the moment" He stuck his tongue out at me dropping his forehead to my chest brushing his nose over my collarbone before his legs slipped off and tangled with mine perfectly content with falling asleep like this.

"I'm fine how it is" I smiled drifting off into my own light dreamless sleep comforted by his soft heavenly scent and warm body temperature only if I knew that this feeling would be short lived.

I was woken by loud smashing and banging outside probably from the wind being so strong in the storm, but Emmett was nowhere in the bedroom anymore and the bathroom light wasn't even on either. A seed of panic pitted itself in my stomach and I slowly slipped out of bed switching in the light to see better, nothing was out of place in the bedroom whatsoever.

I headed into the hallway using my phone as a flashlight shining it over every possible space in the hall, I found nothing unnatural in the hallway so I decided to head downstairs in case Emmett got up early to watch TV or something.

I stepped down from the bottom step and right into and unknown liquid, Don't tell me the darn roof was leaking. I shone my light down at my feet only to be met with a crimson red of blood pooling at my feet, I choked back a cry and shone my light over the bloody drag smears that had appeared before me.

My chest constricted as images of Emmett being dragged kicking and screaming mortally injured through his own blood by some unknown assailant bore into my brain, a pained howl emitted from my inner hound that echoed through the entire house.

My legs crumbled under my weight and I slumped against the wall now entirely covered in blood, The metallic scent was suffocating like a tight hand constricting my windpipe.

"Lucien!" Cressida sprinted through the front door almost slipping in the blood tracks near the entrance.

"He's gone. Someone's got him" I rambled carding my hands through my hair trying to quell the panic attack rising through my body, my heart pounded in my ears drowning out Cressida's yelling for our parents.

"Lucien, Luci. Focus on me, we will find him and punish the fuckers who did this to him" Vincent's calm voice broke me out of my panic fit pulling me up to my feet guiding me aimlessly into the living room.

"He was there when I fell asleep, the next minute he was gone" I dropped down into the couch dropping my head into my hands.

"It happens, Nethers are sneaky bastards" Vincent sighed placing a soft hand over my shoulder.

"Why are you even here, You're supposed to be celebrating" I looked up from my hand right into Vincent's ashen faced frail apearance wrapped up in a tribal print tunic sort of shirt covering over his way more swollen stomach and a woolen black cardigan.

"Igneus had work to do, came to tell you that you and Emmett were gonna be my best men with Mischa my little underling turned second best friend. Then tell you that the three of you and the Californian Ambassador were the godfathers of my baby, only to hear your howl and got here ASAP" He smiled weakly wrapping his arm tighter around my neck.

"You weren't this big when I saw you yesterday" I frowned peering down at the pretty noticeable curve against the fabric of his shirt.

"Dark colours and loose clothes work like a charm, He smirked resting his hand over his stomach triumphantly.

"How long did you hide this for anyway" I scowled hesistantly moving my hand nearer to his.

"A two months and three weeks out of four to five months, If you're lucky you can hear the heartbeat" He grinned grabbing my hand and placing it to the side just below his ribcage, I could hear it just if I concentrated the little rattling thumps was the heart of a future demonoid and a very dear one to me at that.

"Wow, yeah I can hear it. You must be happy Vince" I tacked on a smile to keep him happy but he wasn't buying it.

"Stop stressing Lucien, when you stress that stresses me out then that in turn will stress this little tiny tacker and it will be a catastrophe" He chuckled squeezing my hand reassuringly.

"That's why you should be at home resting, you look horrible" I growled shrugging his hand off of my shoulder.

"Ouch, that was harsh. I thought my outfit looked good" He pouted smoothing his shirt out over is stomach wrapping his jacket tighter around himself

"Vincent, It's good to see you're taking care of my little Luci" My father swept in gracefully messing up Vince's hair on the way in.

"Hold up. Why do you look so poorly? Are you sick" His face hardened perching himself on the edge of the coffee table.

"It's manageable" He shrugged letting go of his cardigan and it fell limply at his sides, The look on my father's face was a look between horror, shock and excitement.

"Daniel get in here" My father grinned waving to Daniel to hightail it in here.

"That doesn't mean you make it a social gathering though we're here to find Emmett" Vince protested grumbling in annoyance.

"The blood is Emmett's but then there's a lot of blood from a Nether, I can commend him for putting up a very good fight but then he started losing too much blood that's where the Nether dragged him" Daniel muttered pursing his lips together solemnly, he was not one for showing anger openly like someone I knew

"Do you have a DNA match on the Nether blood?" I asked wringing my hands together hard enough to break the skin.

"I do. But I'm a little confused, it matches a boy named Thomas Dellaware or 'Tommy' he was deployed here on Emmett's team a couple of months ago, he died in the mine collapse mission with Niklaus Hawthorne." Daniel scowled but I could tell he was visibly shaken by a dead demonoid turned Nether kidnapping the future king of hell.