The idea for this story came after I read My Love lies Bleeding. All characters belong to Alyxandra Harvey. I own nothing. I just change the plot but everything belongs to her. It's the same story with a twist and Lucy with a different background. Tell me what you think pls, if I get one review I will continue writing :D

Chapter 1

+Lucy+

Ten minutes, ten more minutes until I would get put of the hell hole they call classroom. I could hear Mr. Tanner going on and on about the American Civil war and the slave trade but I could not get myself to concentrate. In my opinion I had much more important things to worry about then the civil war which I already knew by heart. And one of them was my best friend Solange Drake.

I just can't imagine living without her in my life; she's been there every step of the way alongside me. I always remember knowing her. She was one of those people who were just plain good. She always got my back, even when things weren't pretty for me, or when I got in a fight or two with the other kids in the playground. But know the wheel has turned and she's the one who needs the help. I've pretty much known Solange was a vampire-to-be and her family drank blood instead of coffee since I was ten. Marcus, one of her seven brothers had just become a vampire and stupid young me fell and scraped my knee. He tried to drain me but of course he was stopped by his father and mother, Liam and Helena. I didn't really get upset or anything, I was used to drama back at home. But I knew that the Drakes were special not frightening. The fact that I never babbled about it to anyone made them trust me.

Anyways it's not like I have anyone to babble to. Which kinda made me miss Solange. At school I was always alone and no one dared to talk to me. Not even my own twin brother. I guess the fact that we were crammed in my mother's tummy for a whole nine months didn't affect us or formed any special bond between us. We were two opposites. Though the good old genes rang a bell to everybody that we were related as we both had brown straight hair and milk chocolate eyes, he was always popular with everybody while I just made people uncomfortable. It's not that I'm some sociopath but I have to get some time to adapt. That's why I felt so at home with the Drakes, they never fit in quite perfectly with the crowd.

Solange was on the verge of sixteen, only two and a half weeks away. Sixteen was not a good omen for the Drakes. When the Drakes turned sixteen, their body would start changing genetically into a vampire. But the problem with Solange was that she was the first female Drake vampire ever born. And of course this had quite a lot of consequences when we were dealing with vampire politics. A prophesy foretold that a Drake woman would lead the vampire night world, which made many psychotic vampires want to turn Solange into their own personal super vampire mother factory or something of the sorts. And Sol was so not ready to have a baby, let alone a whole army of little vampires-to-be babies. But of course, Lady Natasha, the ruler of the vampires would not make this any easier. She outright exiled the Drakes from court and her ultimate dream seemed to be sucking Solange dry before she made it past sixteen. Well, maybe not her only dream. You could say that Lady Natasha got a little too attached to people who obviously just wanted to use her and throw her away. She claimed to be in love with Montmartre, a bloodthirsty vampire who seemed to want to make Solange his queen and use her as a figure head while he ruled the vampire world. This gave Lady Natasha even more reason to hate Solange. But personally I didn't understand Lady Natasha's obsession with Montmartre. He was already in knees deep trouble himself, having two different kinds of vamps against him, vamps that he himself created out of carelessness. Those were the Hounds and the Hel-bar.

Finally after what seemed like a billion years, the bell rang. I ran out of the classroom as soon as I could, put some books in my locker and ran to the parking lot before I could encounter my beloved brother, Stella and her annoying crew of dummies trailing behind her. Unfortunately I had no such luck. They spotted me only ten steps away from my brand new used car.

"Come on, Lucky! Fetch and I'll give you a treat." I heard her annoying nasal voice shout out at me, which was followed by a serious of fake laughter. Damn my mother for naming me Lucky. I had stressed the point since first grade that I should be called Lucy not Lucky. I wouldn't even name my dog Lucky as it sounds too cheesy let alone a girl. I got the name when I was almost strangled at birth and miraculously survived.

"Fetch what? Your combined I.Q? I'm sorry but they're too minuscule to be seen. You should get me a telescope." I retorted as I fumbled in my pockets trying to find my car keys.

"Looking for these?" Stella asked me as she snickered smugly at me. "Who's dumb now?"

"I'm in no mood for games, let me go." I said as she jingled the keys in front of me while I uselessly tried to get them.

"Shut up, dog!" she told me, which was supposed to be her clever retort. I was already in one of my black moods and she was only just another obstacle keeping me away from Solange. So I did what I always did when I get frustrated.

I punched her in the nose.

I heard a satisfactory crack and my keys fall from her hands. She made a big fuss over nothing. My brother had broken my nose once or twice and I don't even recall crying. I took the chance and grabbed the keys since they were my only escape. I was out of the school parking lot in record time and in half an hour I was at my house.

I entered with my usual bored and pissed expression and found my mum baking a pie. And for the woman who had trouble with making French toast without the toaster exploding or her finger bleeding, backing a pie was way to farfetched.

"Mum, for heaven's sake stick to frozen food." I said as I examined the mess. About half a bag of flour on the floor and in her hair, a puddle of water on the kitchen counter and a soggy piece of dough in my mother's hands. Great! More for me to clean up.

"Oh come on Hun! Two growing teenagers need more vitamins than what frozen food can offer." She said while wrestling with the doughy goo we were supposed to eat.

"Well, this teenager would appreciate fewer dishes to be washed, and by the way, which recipe in the world would require four sauce pans?"

"Oh, well; lets just say I burnt the filling once or twice." she told me. I sighed. Life was such a bitch to me.

"Mum, it's already five. Phil's going to pick you up in two hours and there's no way that you'll be ready if you don't jump in the tub right now." I said to get her out of the kitchen. I would never make it to Solange's house before twilight if she kept on 'cooking'.

"Oh, thanks Lucy. I almost forgot. You know, sometimes I wonder who is the adult in this house." she said as she left the kitchen leaving a trail of white footprints behind her.

I sight once more and rolled up my sleeves.

XxxX

I was almost finished. I just needed to mop the kitchen floor and I'd be good to go. Phil had already picked up Mum. Saying that I despised Phil was an understatement. Freaky psychiatrist trying to get me to like him. I was a very good reader of people and I knew that he loathed me and my brother. Well today I made it clear that if he left me at peace and stopped trying to impress my mother by being 'nice' to me, I would put in a good world for him. He accepted the deal gladly. As much as I didn't like him, I had to agree that that was the best deal my mother was ever going to get. He was rich enough to keep her happy and comfortable and I felt that he truly cared for her, not just her body. Believe me; I lost count of how many losers I had to punch in the nose to stop them from molesting my mother. She was irresponsible and totally non-motherly but she was he only parent I had. My dad had disappeared when I was eleven. One fine day he was there and the next my mother found his side of the bed empty. We hadn't heard from him since then. It's just like he disappeared in thin air, he could have died for all we knew. Well anyway, his sudden disappearance left my mother wrecked and my brother's head empty. Josh was just like one of those brainless jocks you see on TV that have the deserved reputation of having screwed every girl in school.

Just then the door opened and my brother came in looking more furious than ever.

"Why did you do that?" he asked me as if I was some unreasonable child.

"She provoked me." I said to him, "And anyway, it's not like I have to give you an explanation."

"You think you're so tough, huh. I had to drive her to the hospital, you dump bitch." he shouted at my face.

"Stop it! That hurts." I said as I tried to kick free out of his grasp. He was grabbing my wrists so tightly I thought I was about to faint with lack of blood circulation.

"You should have thought of that before she made me drive twenty-five miles to reach the hospital." he said as he punched me in the jaw. I couldn't escape his punch and I slid on my back due to the wet floor. My head hit the granite kitchen counter and I felt myself lose consciousness before my back hit the floor.

XxxxX

I had a pounding headache and an aching jaw. I got up and felt my hair and back wet with water on the floor. I lost no time and cleaned the floor to prevent any more slips.

I went in my room to examine the damages. The skin around my jaw and temple changed texture and was now ripples of blue, violet and yellow. At least I didn't have a concussion and the bruises weren't anything special that some concealer wouldn't hide. I noticed that Josh had left which left the house all to myself. I took a quick shower and washed my hair as fast as I could and put on some fresh clothes. I tried to apply some make up to cover the bruises but it was already hurting like hell. I managed to hide the bruises as well as I could without enhancing my headache. I got my car keys from my dirty jeans' back pocket and got in my beat up Corolla and headed to the countryside were the Drake's proud homestead was. I could feel my pressing nerves and pissed feelings traveling slowly to the back of my head. I sometimes considered myself like a coin, still the same girl but with very different attitudes. And the Drakes brought out my better side; well that is except for Nicholas, Sol's youngest brother. But it was a cute kind of anger. I arrived in front of the house and found Solange with two mugs of hot chocolate. And not the cheap 90 % fake chocolate, 10% fake milk, but the pure Belgian chocolate that makes angels sing. As usual she was wearing a stained pair of cargo pants and t-shirt, but she still made it look good. She had elbow length silky raven black hair and piercing silvery eyes which looked too unearthly to be described.

"Hey, Lucy! How was school?" she asked me as she handled me my mug. We had a set of matching best friends' mugs, mine was purple with light blue polka dots and had a heart shaped handle and hers was exactly the same colours with switched positions.

"Boring as usual." I said casually.

"How many fights did you get into?" she questioned me. Man she knew me so well.

"Not even my mother questions me like that." I told her as I squeeze her shoulders in a half hug. We went inside, straight to her room.

"Yeah, well I'm used to your 'bored' response. It says plain trouble." she said as we set on one of her twin beds and I did the same.

"Thanks for the heads up, I'll try to invent another world for boring by tomorrow. More importantly, how are you feeling? No unpleasant surprises?" I questioned her suddenly turning serious.

"Hey, it's not like I'm going to die, well the technically yes, but I'll still be around if I survive the change. Bruno found some Helios-Ra agents but they were too quick and we didn't manage to capture them. It's obvious that they're keeping us under tight surveillance." She told me.

"And they're not the only ones. Apart from Lady Natasha's Arkansas if you try to go out tonight you'll find us keeping close surveillance on you two. So don't try to pull off any stupid stunts, Lucky." I heard Nicholas' voice say before I saw his head, his head with moonlight silver eyes and rippling waves of black hair.

"Nicky, don't you have anything better to do than eavesdrop on out conversations? What if we were talking about something private and girly like bras and makeup? You know what happens to eavesdroppers, don't you?" I teased him. He hated it when I called him Nicky, which I always did as he refereed to me as 'She' or 'her' or 'Lucky.'

He shook his head and left us alone. But I knew that he was eavesdropping on us so Sol and I did what we always did when we wanted a conversation to be completely private. We texted each other.

Sol, wanna grab a cappuccino? L
Why do you always do what N specifically tells you not to do? S
Because I like it:P L
It's a really bad idea S
Come on! You've been locked up for too long! L
... All right... S
Change into something more decent and if someone catches us, we were going to get my homework from my car. L

Solange changed quickly and we tiptoed down the stairs. Luckily, Nosy Nicky wasn't following us so we got out without a problem. We got in my crappy car and drove away.

XxxxX

We ordered two cappuccinos and croissants and sat in a booth.

"Doesn't it feel good? Having some fun!" I said and carefully blew at my cappuccino to cool it down.

"Yeah...but we'd better go back as soon as we can. I bet Nicholas is already searching for us." she pointed out and bit a good chunk of the croissant.

"Won't you miss eating?" I asked her and took a bite of the puffy pastry. Then, I felt a sudden shiver run through my back. I felt many pairs of eyes on us and they weren't only Sol's admirers.

"Yeah, it will be a pity." she sighed gloomily. Sol loved food, she loved to taste and distinguish ingredients. My instincts were buzzing like crazy in my head. I heard a little voice in my head say "Run!"

"Umm... Sol... I think we should get going." I said. At first she was going to refuse, but when she saw my widened eyes and guarded expression she nodded solemnly. We took our still boiling cappuccinos in our hands and went outside. We hurried towards my car and got in. I felt a sudden feeling of relief as I heard the slamming of my car doors. I turned on the ignition. The car roared to life only to fail on me after a few seconds. I cursed at my damned rotten luck. Solange was looking at me with big solemn eyes. I was usual the action person, but with my junk of a car there was not much I could do. I tried to restart it only to have it fail on me again. The hot night air surrounding us seemed dense and quiet. Too quiet.

"Let's call Nicholas." Solange breathed. I shook my head; no way was I going to give Nicky the satisfaction of saying 'I told you so.' But I had to do something. We could not run away neither could we stay in the car. I made my mind and decided the best way was out. Sol and I could outrun them and just maybe reach my house which was less than a mile away.

"We're going to make a run for it." I said. "On three."

"One."

"Two." We both took a deep breath. This was going to be a hell of a run and we were screwed if they had cars.

"Three." we sprinted out of the car and disappeared through the darkness. We could both hear their footsteps echoing ours. Damn Helios-Ra. If we survive this, Nicky was going to give me shit for it. And seriously what was I thinking? We ran and ran under the lamp lit streets and I weighed in my head if it would be wise to head for the woods.

Suddenly a black MG came out of nowhere and did a 180 degrees spin in front of us. The car door opened and a furious voice yelled "Get in, Solange." Since the car was a two seater there was no place for me so I took it for granted to keep running for my life. Sol got in and the voice which belonged to Nicky -oh joy- shouted at her to close the door. I was too busy running to notice that Sol wouldn't leave without me. I heard her yell out my name. I reluctantly ran back, even though my leg muscles were screaming at me to stop.

"Come on, get on my lap!" she shouted quickly as the sounds behind us increased. I didn't need telling twice. I got on her and even though it was a tight squeeze. She closed the door and Nick drove away.