Demons in love

I'm scared

Nikolai POV

"Nicky." Hannah called my name. Yeah I still get called that even from when I was little, it makes me feel safe and the only ones that call me that are the people I trust. To everyone else I'm Nikolai.

I looked up getting out of my head. "Yes?"

"Do your work. I don't want to have to call your dad." She smiled cheekily. We both know she won't call my dad because I always do my work, yet I tend to zone out a lot.

"Sorry." I blushed and put my head down. Spencer, Hayley, Lexi and Brandon all laughed at me, not quietly either.

Ignoring them, I got out my sketchbook and pencil to draw something. In the end I got the shapes and started drawing a wolf head.

"How does Nicky get to be so good at drawing?" Hayley whined. I blushed and kept my head down while stroking the pencil against the paper.

"He gets the gene from both his dads." Lexi told her. Spencer and Hayley both know I have two dad, one of which has passed. I told them about his condition when I felt ready to, they didn't judge me. Instead they hugged me tightly and said sorry for your loss. Every year on my birthday we let go of balloons to help me cope with losing the dad I never got to meet.

My other dad and I go to his grave and put down flowers and speak to him. Dad tells me he's always with us, even if we can't feel, hear or see him, he's there. It helps me knowing that but it kind of creeps me out because some of the things Spencer, Hayley and I do are fucked up.

Not like that, ya nasty. But they talk me into doing some dumb shit. One time Spencer stole alcohol from his parents and we all went to a park late at night and got drunk. Not my finest moment waking up in a bush with my dad staring at me with amusement and disappointment. Somehow we all managed to get to my house but pass out in the bush.

"Yeah I know, but still sucks. I'll fail this class." She sighed.

"You won't fail, Hayley." I spoke up. "Everyone can pick up a pencil and draw, it just takes time to get good. I've been drawing for twelve years, so since I was four. You just have to believe in yourself and stop comparing your stuff to others."

"You're right." She sighed. "But I'm still shit."

I giggled while she laughed with the others. Shaking my head with an eye roll, I went back to drawing. We all spoke between that but I mostly drew adding the detail to my work.
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When I got home, I went to my room and flopped on my bed. Remembering what Lyla did to me, I got up and went to my bathroom to look in the mirror. Once I got there, I saw a small red cut near my eye.

Hayley did notice it but I told her I fell and Lyla helped me clean it. Complete bullshit but I can't tell anyone. I'm not big and bad like my dad, I'm not dominant to put Lyla in her place. I'm the opposite.

If I'm honest I'm submissive, most likely more than an actual submissive person. Like an omega with an alpha, I'm naturally submissive. And I'm scared to tell anyone, even the people I trust most.

"Nicky." My dad knocked on my door. I went over and opened it. "What the fuck happened to your cheek? And don't lie to me, I'll read your mind." He warned.

The 6ft8 man that has raised me all by himself, the man that has muscles for himself and five body builders. Ok so I'm exaggerating but my dad is really muscley.

"I f-fell." I told him.

"Nicky, tell me the truth." He sighed.

"Lyla." I looked at my feet to try and hold back the tears.

"Why?"

"I don't know." I replied.

"Nikolai." He said in a warning tone.

"I don't know dad." I sobbed out. "I don't know, she's so possessive and abusive. I don't know what I do for her to hit me, she does it over the tiniest things. I took Lexi to school and she thought I was cheating and she slapped me. I didn't tell anyone because she said she would make my life hell. I'm scared dad, I'm so scared and I can't get out of it."

My dad pulled me to his chest while I sobbed. I fisted his T-shirt, a coping mechanism I've had for years. He wrapped his wings around me and radiated his heat to me, knowing it would calm me quickly.

"It'll be ok, alright? I'll talk to the headteacher and get something sorted out. And take Brandon with you to break up with her, even Lexi. It'll be ok." My dad rubbed my back.

I nodded not wanting to talk. Just taking all the comfort I can get before I go to sleep. And I did, accidentally fell asleep in my dad arms. It's his fault, he knows how I get when I'm warm and have his wings around me.

At least I know I have my dad by my side no matter what.