I laid, staring at the wall unsure of what to do. My brother, my brother, my blood. I can't believe what I'd done, I kissed him; on the lips. God, if anyone was to see that, I'd be beheaded by my father and it just, what have I done? God, I'm trying to hide the fact that I'm in love with my brother. I'm trying to be rid of everything and-

"Dally?" I froze, I didn't want him to know that I was awake "You awake?" His whispers sent shivers down my spine

"Hmm?" I said, hoping that my voice sounded as sleepily as I wanted it to

"Dally, why'd the hell you kiss me?" He sounded frustrated, it was about 4 in the morning

"Huh?" I asked him, he narrowed his eyes at me. I sighed and sat up in my bed as he quietly shut the door "I don't know" I said, he scoffed

"Be honest" He said, I looked at him

"Because, I just I saw you differently! Yeah, it's fucked up because you're my brother and Dad'll fucking kill me!" I angrily shouted at him, I was becoming so flustered about this as if it was killing me. I mean growing up I didn't intent to disappoint my father, Mason was always the football son, and I was the more artistic son; we just were in different cliques. He put his hand on my cheek and I shivered.

"Mason, stop" I told him, he looked deep into my eyes as mine dropped to the floor "Stop, Mason" He pushed his lips up against mines, and it made me feel worse.

"You're my brother!" I told him as he broke his lips away from mines "You're my brother" I said to him, I was hoping that he'd leave, and go somewhere, anywhere but stay here.

"Then how come we don't look alike huh?" He asked me

"You look like Dad, and I look like Mom, case closed" I said to him, he shook his head no

"We look nothing alike" His hand went over mines, which was sitting in my lap. His touch sent icy shivers down my spine

"Dad'll catch us" I mumbled, as he advanced on me, making me lean back and further into the bed. His face was inching closer to mines

"He's asleep" He mumbled, slowly taking his hand and ghosting it under my shirt.

"Mason..." I mumbled before the door flew open. Green eyes angrily stared at me as I quickly pushed Mason off of me.

"OUT" His voice was laced with so much anger and hatred, that it scared me.

"No" Mason said, and eased himself in front of me, his black hair sat wildly over his head and green eyes giving the same gaze my father gave me

"No?" My father asked, he was amazed that someone had finally stood up to him

"If you make him leave, then I leave too" I stared at Mason in disbelief

"Mason, no" I said, he's suppose to take over for Dad when he died. The one who had his whole life infront of him

"Gladly, both of you out" My father's sick smile did nothing compared to Mason's acidic glare.

"Get up Dally, we're leaving" He said, slowly turning around to face me

"Mason, you don't have to do this" I said to him

"I don't have a choice" He took my forearm and lifted me off of the bed. I looked at him apologetically as he smiled at me, and gave me a 'hurry up' glance. I filled all that I could in the large dufflebag as we walked silently to Mason's room which was a few halls down. I walked past my father as he gave me a grimace. I waited for Mason to emerge from his room, and when he did he grabbed my hand and led me downstairs into his car.

"Mason, are you sure you want to do this?" I know that I can't lie, I'm in love with my brother. But I don't think that I can just let him waist away his life.

"I'm sure" We got into his Hummer as he drove off. I was scratching the palm of my hand, out of nervousness, and Mason seized one of my hands.

"We'll be okay" He brought my hand up to his lips "We'll be okay" I just stared out of the window, holding onto Mason's hand. We didn't look alike, we didn't have the same traits was I even related to Mom?

"Sleep, you need it" He brushed his thumb across the back of my hand, I rested my head back. Did my brother do what I think he did? I settled down, but I just couldn't, I can't. His hand never let go of mines, and usually when he held my hand it had no effect on me. When the monsters under my bed wouldn't go away, he was there. When the boogeyman was waiting for me, he was there. When I first got dumped, by a boy he beat the shit out of him. Slowly, and surely I felt myself nodding off; even if I didn't want to.

"Dally, Dally get up" Mason was standing by my door, tugging my arm. I sleepily got up as he ushered me into the motel room, and I plungered into the bed. I felt the bed dip, and I felt Mason's hand caress my face as I leaned into his touch.

"This isn't right. You're my brother" I mumbled to him, he placed a soft kiss to my cheek.

"Look" He handed me a few papers. They were birth certificates, one was his and one was mines, we were born halfway across the world near the same time.

"You're not my brother" I said softly, he shook his head no. The brother who I thought was my brother isn't, but why?

"I don't know Dally, I just don't" He said, he scooted me closer. Warmth radiated off of my 'brother', and I scooted closer to him; he smiled and kissed my cheek again.

"I'm just...uh, gonna go to bed" I told him, he nodded and pressed a cold kiss to my forehead. We're vampires, we're supposed-used to be brothers, and we've nowhere to go.