Down On My Knees

This is my first Drake Chronicles fan fiction. I hope you enjoy reading and imagining my story. Please rate and review my story so I can improve. C:

NOTE: This story takes place shortly after "Out for Blood".

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN THE DRAKE CHRONICLES AS MUCH AS I LOVE IT.

Chapter 1

Lucy

Friday, midnight

My eyes slowly opened to take in the sight of the room. After a few moments, I remembered I was in Nicholas's room. I must've fell asleep after having stayed up for almost 24 hours straight. I turned myself in Nicholas's arms that were wrapped tightly around me to face him. He looked gorgeous sleeping, not that he wasn't when he was awake. I snuggled closer to his chest and inhaled his scent, he smelt like rain and wood smoke. I smiled softly as he tightened his hold on me.

"It's still early, Lucky." He spoke in a husky voice.

It made me want to kiss him.

"For your information, Nicky," I started. "It's already past midnight. So rise and shine."

"I don't want to get up." He whined.

"Aw, does Nicky need his mommy?" I teased, lifting up the covers to get up.

"No, just you." He answered as he grabbed my arm and yanked me back into bed.

"Just five more minutes." He bargained as I was safely wrapped in his embrace.

"Fine."

I relaxed in his arms as he fell into a light slumber. I suddenly hear footsteps running up the stairs, I sighed. Looks like Nicky wasn't going to get his five minutes.

"WAKEY WAKEY, LOVEBIRDS!" Quinn burst through the door.

Nicholas turned his head to glare at his brother. I take that having someone screaming wasn't a very pleasant way to wake up vampires.

"Go away, Quinn." I retorted, glaring a glare Helena would've been proud of. I saw him flinch and smirked.

"Nicholas, what have you been doing with Lucy?" he asked with an evil glint in his eyes.

"Nothing."

"Then why is her heart racing?"

"I didn't-"

"BECAUSE YOU'RE PISSING ME OFF!" I yelled, cutting Nicholas off.

"You're just mad you can't make out with Nick."

"Quinn, don't make me show Hunter your pictures during your superhero phase." I could hear the other drake brothers laughing downstairs.

I heard the door slam shut. Too bad for him, I'm still showing Hunter those photos. He'll learn not to ruin my moments. I turned to Nicholas.

"Your brother is an ass." I said loudly, making sure Quinn heard.

I turned myself so I was facing Nicholas's chest again and hugged him tightly. I wanted to enjoy this moment with him because I didn't know if we would ever have a moment like this again. With everything that's been going on, we've gotten closer and I've come to love him even more, not that I'll admit it.

"What's going in that mind of yours, Luce?" He questioned as he shifted his weight on one arm and kept the other around my waist.

"It's nothing." I whispered. I knew he could hear me.

Knowing him, he wouldn't take that as an answer. As if to prove my point, his eyes narrowed playfully.

"Luce, I know you enough to know that there's never nothing in your mind even if it's the most reckless ideas, it's still something." He laughed and his eyes teasing me.

"Nicholas, do you know how much I love you?" I asked him gently and only getting a shocked face in reply.

"Are you feeling okay, Lucky? Are you sick or something?" He asked still wide-eyed.

"I'm serious, Nicky. Do you?" I smirked because it took a lot to shock a vampire.

"No, I don't. All I need to know is that I love you more than life itself." He kissed my forehead lightly.

"I love you so much, Nick. I just felt I had to tell you today." I told him sincerely.

I never used to be like this. I never used to be the one who would utter these cheesy sentences. I used to be the one that would threaten the Drake brothers and break their noses in. After Solange was kidnapped by Montmartre, Nicholas and I got closer because we were there for each other when everything felt hopeless. He suddenly worked his way into my heart and it took me by surprise because I only thought that he was Solange's brother until I found that he was really hot. I mean all the Drake brothers are hot, but he just stood out to me with his misty gray eyes and his perfect crooked smile.

"I'm still surprised that you would say it so openly without teasing me about it. I mean, it was a tradition and all." He joked, tightening his hold on me.

"Well, your family is traditional enough; it's time for some change." I quipped as he chuckled.

"Nicky, after all that we've been though, I realised that I really do love you more than anything in the world." I said staring into his eyes.

"Lucky, I love you too, but if you keep this up, I'll think something really is wrong with you." He said teasingly as he laughed.

I loved his laugh so much. I loved everything about him.

"Hey! We were having a moment until you decided to ruin it by making comments about my mental health, you butthead." I pushed myself away from him and hit him.

"Go get yourself ready for breakfast before one of my brothers comes up here again." He kissed me and lightly pushed me in the direction of his bathroom.

I lifted the covers, getting up as my feet touched the cold floor. I went to his bathroom to brush my teeth and tidy myself up. After finishing, Nicholas took the washroom as I made my way downstairs.

"Morning." I greeted as I saw the Drake brothers taking their fill of blood.

"Morning, Lucy."

I looked around for Solange, but I couldn't find her anywhere.

"She's in the pottery shed." Logan seemed to read my mind.

I nodded. I walked through the front door and into the shed. It was dark and quiet outside. Growing up with the Drakes made me more aware of my surroundings and I knew silence didn't always mean that no one was there. So I hurried to the shed where Solange was. I quickly opened the door and slammed it back in place with my back leaning against it. Solange gave me a look of confusion.

"What's wrong?" She asked returning her attention to the pot she was making. She looked more like herself today than when she first turned.

"Nothing, just being cautious of the many things out there."

"Since when are you scared of them?"

"Since I realised that I couldn't break their noses in as easily as your brothers'."

"When was that?" She laughed.

"Last week." I answered bored as I remembered the encounter I had with a Hel-Blar before I fainted.

Solange seemed to have something on her mind. She stared off into space as her hands were trying to smooth out the sides of the wet clay pot. Everything about her expression was wrong; it was if she was trying to hide something from me. She might not want to share her troubles but being who I was, I was going to find out no matter what.

"That's enough about me. What's on your mind, Solange? You seem frustrated with something." I hinted. I hoped she would tell me without making me force it out of her.

"Huh? What are you talking about? Nothing's wrong."

"Really now? Then explain to me why you just crushed the pot you were making?" I pointed to her now squashed pot.

She glanced down and gasped. I could tell she was just about surprised as I was to see what she did. She treasured her pots just as much as she treasured her family.

"Umm… It's nothing, Lucy."

"Solange, do you think I'll really believe that. You should know I'm not going to take that crap." I replied struggling to keep my cool. Mom would have told me to meditate, but now was not the time for that.

"Lucy, I'm not in the mood to share." She answered breaking eye contact with me.

"I don't care because frankly best friends are supposed to tell each other everything. I thought you trusted me more than that." I could feel myself losing control.

"Don't force it out of me. Best friends should give each other some space too!" She retorted and then sighed, "I'm still confused about what's going on, but I'll tell you when I figure it out. Give me some time."

"Fine. Don't keep me waiting too long cause lord knows that I'm not a patient person." I joked trying to lighten the mood.

"Of course, like I could keep secrets from you. Heck, Nicholas couldn't keep the key to the storage room a secret from you." She smiled gently, but her eyes held pain in them.

I didn't know if that pain was from her eyes being so bloodshot or that she looked like she pitied me. I didn't want to push her into telling me. As curious as I was, I decided to give her some space. I turned to leave and opened the door, stepping into the cold, still and beautiful night.

Solange

Friday, midnight

After Lucy left, I started to cry. I couldn't hold it in anymore. How could everyone act so normal around her as if nothing was wrong when everything was so wrong? I wanted to tell her so badly but if I told her now, she would never let us leave. We planned to leave behind everything – our home and our Lucy. After seeing Lucy lying on the ground bloodstained, Nicholas couldn't keep calm and I couldn't keep myself from the hunger. The both of us realised no matter how much we tried to protect her, we were constantly putting her in danger.

She always wanted to help us and prove herself useful, but that would only put her in more danger. We're a dangerous family and we'll always be in danger. We can't have Lucy risking her life for us just because I was born a vampire princess. She fought with me against the Hel-Blar this time and luckily she didn't die, but what about next time? Knowing her, she would probably shake it off and try to get involved anyway. I don't need anyone I love dying for me. Everyone agreed that keeping Lucy out of it was the best for her.

I wiped my tears away and went back to the farmhouse. I quickly glanced on the driveway and Lucy's truck was gone. I walked up the stairs and as I opened the door, I came face to face with Quinn. It seems like he was heading out to tell Hunter about our decision. He must've realised I was crying because he hugged me tightly. I broke down again and cried into his shirt. We were leaving tomorrow and who knows when we would be back.

My brothers came down and gave me a sad smile. I could tell they were trying their best not to tear up. I didn't see Nicholas, but I knew he was hurting as much as I was, if not more. Quinn moved us to the couch in the living room and tried to console me.

"Solange, we're doing this for her. No matter how hard it is, she'll be safer without us." He tried to calm me down.

"I know, but it doesn't mean it hurts any less. Lucy is going to so broken without us." I cried even harder.

"She'll get used to it. Just like how we'll get used to it. Come on, we have to start packing before she comes back tomorrow night."

I wiped my eyes as I dragged my feet up the stairs. I could feel my brothers' eyes on me but I didn't care. All that mattered was that we were leaving and that Lucy was going to be all alone.

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