•Gwen's Perspective•
I covered my mouth holding back my sobs, tears practically pooring from my eyes.
Troye, my brother lay in front of me. His body covered in deep cuts. Dark brown fur surrounded him. His legs chained to the wall behind him. Blood smeared all over his body, dirt mixed with it.
"Troye" I whisper.
"Why didn't you tell me?" I asked.
"I-" I cut him off.
"Why didn't you tell me?!" I scream,
"You hid this from me? you're my brother! we're meant to tell each other things! especially if in this case your a fucking mythical creature that looks like fucking man and then a wolf! I swear to god if this is a dream it's one fucked up one!" I fall to my knees.I fun my fingers through my hair.
"I'm not this am I?" I ask him.
"No" he says, looking down.
"Harry you fucking dick fucking whore humping asshole!" I scream, and stand up.I march down stairs.
I walk to him.
My fist raised, ready to punch his pretty face.
"I'm going to fucking kill you!" I go to tackle him, but Liam grabs me.
"You fucking dickhead!" I thrash around.
"You! why is he in there injured! chained! to! a! wall! what the fuck am I? I don't know and I want to know if it's important like my fucking half wolf brother upstairs" towards the end my words turn into sobs."Don't hide it from me, just tell me" I beg.
His facial expression softens.
"You almost kill me, save my life, almost kiss me, and kidnap me. Why me? and who were those girls Harry?" I relax my body. I slowly fall to my knees.
Liam lets go and leaves the room.
"If I tell you-"
"What? I'll get hurt!? or it's unsafe! it's none of business? I shouldn't worry?!" I remember the words my mom constantly says when I ask about my fathers job."I would if could" he crouches next to me.
I nod.
"I'm not going to ignore what Liam told me, and I'm not telling you"
I wipe my eyes with the cuff of my jacket."I know everything there is to know about you, the only thing is I didn't recognise you that night. You seemed different, normal even. You're not normal Gwen, you're nothing close. Those girls were you-" I furrow my eyebrows.
"What?" I mumble.
"If I had left you, this wouldn't have happened?" I shook my head.
"Then let me go" I began to cry even more."I can't let you go now, its too late. It would bring all of us mental and physical pain if I let you go. People you should meet would hurt all of us, I'm not meant to have you here. but it's too late to let you go" I shake my head.
"No please" I whisper.
"I'm truly sorry I got you into this mess" I stand up.
"Can you tell me one thing?" He nods.
"What is my father?"
"A vampire hunter" my jaw drops.
"What?" he rolls his eyes.
"A person that kills things like me, and Niall, and Liam, and Zayn and Louis" speaks slowly."I heard you the first time, and my brother... how?" I ask.
"He was bitten tonight" I gasped."Just let me go! Let us go, we won't tell a soul!" I scream.
I ran to Troye's room.
Harry following behind me.
"Why did you put him here! He could die from blood lose or dehydration." I yell at him.
"He has to or he'll hurt someone" huff.
"Hurt someone? hurt someone!? I think no one here can possibly get hurt! your a mother fucking vampire and I'm a crushed leaf right now, I can't break anymore! and it's almost impossible for you blood suckers to get hurt!" I run in and hold Troye.Who is too shocked and in pain to speak.
"Harry go away" I say.
"But before you go, you better give that fucking key before I do something stupid that will hurt both of us" I glare at him.He throws me the key and leaves.
"Troye hun, are you okay?" I hug him, I don't want to let go of him, never.
"Not really" he winces.
"Lets get you cleaned up, then we can both cry in each others arms about all of this" tears rolling down my cheeks.
He nods. I unlock the chains and help him stand.
"Don't leave me" he whispers. I nod
"Never"••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••
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