We ran to his house. Wow it has been forever since i ran like this. so carefree. We got to the most beautiful house I've ever seen. He stopped and i followed suit. He went towards the door and i followed. I followed him all the way to his room. We sat on the couch and he began to ask questions. "How was dad after we left?" He looked as if he was going to rip me apart no matter what answer I gave him. I answered "He got worse. He would come to my room more often and hit me more until i was taken that is." He looked sad then asked "how did you know to come here?" I was caught really off guard with that question. I looked at him as if he were my best friend "I didn't. Laylie and I just wanted to be somewhere different." He looked extremely confused "Who is Laylie?" I just realized that he didn't know Laylie. "She's like my family. Well close enough." He looked relived. "I'm glad you had someone." I looked at him and smiled i didn't know what to say. I still couldn't believe I was sitting here talking to my brother. He looked at me and asked " Are you in love with someone?" I was shock by this question and didn't understand why he was asking. "No i never let anyone close enough to fall in love with them." He looked at me as if he was upset. It was like i could see a million emotions on his face. "why not?" I didn't really want to answer this question. "cause it was my fault." He really was confused. "What was?" I really really didn't want to answer this question but how else were we going to get to know each other again. "Dad's death." He looked extremely angery then. "That wasn't your fault." He seemed so sure of it. "Can i ask you something?" I was afraid that he would rip me apart again. He answered "sure." "Can you do anything special?" I wouldn't look him in the eyes after that. His voice told me everything. "I can read minds. Well usually except for my girlfriend. And you. Why do you ask?" I looked up at him like he was the best thing since sliced bread. "Um, cause i can hurt things." He chuckled. "We all have super strength." I then looked at the stereo. "That's not what I meant. I can hurt them with my mind." His face grew serious. "How so?" I didn't want to answer. But like everything else i didn't want to answer, I did. "I can get in their minds and make them do things." Ok if i thought he wanted to rip me apart earlier it was nothing compared to now. This was different though, earlier he look at me as a sister now he looked at me as a monster. I had gotten that look many times before. As i sat there he began again. "Have you ever used it?" I looked up and saw that he had calmed. "Once." He looked releaved. "Why? why did you use it?" I looked at him and he knew why i didn't have to say anything. Someone, another vampire, had tried to do as my dad had done. He looked as if he could cry. But vampires don't cry. "I should have been there to protect you. I'm so sorry." I looked at him as if he were my hero. He was when we were kids. He used to watch over me even when i didn't know it. "It's ok. I took care of myself. After you and mom.... I have ever since."