I don't do drugs. I am drugs.

-Salvador Dali

Chapter One – Marijuana and Murderers

Lucy POV

The fairy lights in the trees were gorgeous at this time of night. It was a shame that I too drunk off my ass to notice as I stumbled past them. I had somehow managed to get from a sweaty club to the middle of a Park.

Everything was blurry and there was an extremely strong burning sensation at the back of my throat from having one too many shots of vodka. Which was very sad considering I'd only had one, before practically chocking on it and then deciding to just go with strong beer for the rest of the night.

Six hours later and a bit too much groping from frat boys, there I was lying in the middle of a snow-covered Violet Hill Park freezing my bum off. I thought it would be poetic to go out to somewhere quiet and rethink my whole life. Little did I know how far away a park was and how boring it would be.

After lighting a cigarette that I'd snagged from one of the waiters, I glanced across the park as I heard the engine of a car die. The driver's door open and a head of blonde hair popped out. As the blonde started to make its way towards me, my instincts and whatever was in that cigarette told me to run.

So, I swiftly (read: very slowly) got up from the grass and ran like hell into the sea of trees nearby. I made it about ten feet before tripping over a root in the ground and slamming head first into a tree.

"Bloody hell Lucy…" Someone muttered from behind me. I recognized the voice instantly and suddenly felt like a complete idiot. "Why are you running away from me?" Hunter said as she bent down to examine my probably bruised and bleeding face. Stupid tree.

"I thought you were Julian… or a murderer." I replied. She ignored my answer and pulled baby wipes from one of the pockets on her cargo pants. Is it just me or does anyone else find her preparation for everything fucking annoying?

"Okay and why exactly are you in the park at 1 in the morning dressed like a stripper?" Hunter sassed with a raised eyebrow as she cleaned up my face.

"I like nature." I replied, wincing slightly when Hunter dabbed my nose and ignoring the last few words of her question.

"Lucy you smell of alcohol and… marijuana." She growled as she stopped tending to my wounds and pulled the left over cigarettes from my bandeau. "What the hell were you thinking?"

"Err… They're prescription…" I grumbled as I attempted to snatch them back of her, but failed miserably probably due to the alcohol and newly discovered drugs in my system. Hunter looked at me in disbelief, before pocketing the cigarettes.

After Hunter helped (more like carried) me back to the car she just sat in the drivers seat for a while and looked out over the windshield. My mouth opened to say something, but she cut me off.

"The Drakes wanted to know how you were doing." She stated, still not meeting my eyes. "And if you don't want me to tell them about this you're going to explain to me why."

"Why what?" I snapped. The alcohol's effectiveness was wearing off and nothing seemed so distant and blurred anymore.

"Lucy Helios-Ra has eyes everywhere. Do you think I was just going to let you run off after you got kicked out and Nicho…" She trailed off mid-sentence and I just glared at her.

"Fine. Do you really want to know why I'm doing this?" I growled. "I'm doing this, because I was kicked out of a vampire-hunting school, the family I've known since I was a kid is ignoring me, my best friend has gone insane, my parents don't care and I'm pretty sure me and my boyfriend are officially broken up." I snapped at her and then proceeded to look down at my shoes in embarrassment.

"Luce do you want me to drive you home?" She asked gently after a few more minutes. I glanced up at her and shook my head with a sniffle. "You could come to Kieran's if you want." She suggested.

I half nodded before leaning my face against the window and silently sobbed, hoping Hunter wouldn't notice. I ached everywhere and the only person I had to blame was Nicholas.

That was the moment I decided that no matter what I was going to make Nicholas hurt just as much as I did.