Now I feel like an idiot! Okay just to clear this up and thankyou ILoveZimAndNny16 for pointing out that i'd set Nyx as their mother! Right well in this story, Nyx, Erebus and Kalona will all just be casual names! Okay? Plus, I'm planning on doing a long fanfiction again, because I like those and I hate it when you finish writing a fanfiction :(
Oh and none of you noticed that somehow I'd accidently swapped 'Stacey's name for 'lena' well I've fixed it now. If you come across 'Lena' and you know its not her then please let me know x
The Girl From Tulsa
Chapter 3
Stevie Rae
Stevie Rae shifted her head and nodded at the door when Stacey finally looked at her. The girl nodded, getting the hint that they needed to leave so Stevie Rae put down her finished tray of food and headed outside. The food here was much nicer than that at Tulsa, but she wasn't concerned with that right now.
Her head was buzzing with many emotions, mainly confusion, and thoughts, mainly about Rephaim. She'd thought Tulsa House of Night had its drama issues, this was something way beyond that. Something was up with Rephaim and his brothers, especially Nisroc. As soon as he came the atmosphere changed quickly. Balik and Dren had been laughing the entire meal; Rephaim had been giving Stevie Rae and them a death stare.
Nisroc came, Balik and Dren both stopped breathing as though he'd hit them if they did. It was then that she'd noticed Balik had bruises on his arms. It was also then she'd decided it was best for her to leave, and possibly never come back.
Her first thoughts at the meal were about Rephaim. Firstly, he seemed nervous around her. Maybe it was because his roommate was a girl and his brothers were teasing him about it. Then he began shooting daggers at his brothers, who just continued laughing like they were on drugs! Stevie Rae had asked them what was wrong, they claimed to be grieving over Stool. Stevie Rae was beginning to wonder if Stool really hadn't completed the change and maybe Nisroc had killed him. That'd explain why they were so scared of him, that and the bruises.
Then why would Rephaim want to share a room with him? Unless Nisroc had forced him too, in which case it was good that Rephaim wasn't sharing a room with Nisroc. Poor guy, he was probably scared of his brother. Maybe that's why their Mama had run off, she was afraid of her son! Or maybe it was that she was having an affair, Stevie Rae didn't know! She was so confused right now!
"Stevie Rae." She jumped out of her skin when Stacey and the others appeared. "What happened? Why were you sitting with not only them, but him? Is there something going on between you two?" She asked gasping Stevie Rae who was afraid Nisroc would appear any moment with a dagger or something. Now she was being ridiculous.
"They're not that bad. Balik and Dren are actually all right, Rephaim's a bit strange. It's Nisroc who's the bad one. Balik has bruises on his arm and I swear the atmosphere just changed. Y'all need to know something: They're not the bad guys. Nisroc is." They all stared at her with the same expressions on their faces: Confusion. "What I mean is, don't be scared of Balik, Dren and Rephaim. Be scared for them. Trust me." She was panting for breath again now. They probably would understand if they'd have sat at the table with her. Seen and heard what she did.
"You're suggesting we help them somehow aren't you, Tulsa Girl?" Holly said. Stevie Rae nodded. Help them? Yes. How? Stevie Rae didn't know. All she knew was, she had to act fast.
Rephaim
Nisroc threw him against the wall, dug out a knife and started to cut through the skin in his arm. Blood splattered across the wall and floor of Nisroc's room. He didn't dare scream out in pain, Nisroc would only punish him further. Nisroc was dark like that, always seeking revenge for rule-breaking. Nisroc had a permanent list of rules in his mind, the others were meant to just know these and never break them. Only now, as more blood sprayed across the wall and he'd gone extremely pale from the excruciating pain did he really know what he did. Rephaim could only watch as Balik passed out onto Stool's bed from the pain of Nisroc's knife jabbed into his arm and slicing slowly down it. That was the way Nisroc had been punishing them for the past couple of years. Stool had been lucky to die.
Stool hadn't really died from not completing the change. It's just what the brothers were told by Nisroc to say to everyone. What had really happened was Stool had been practically tortured by Nisroc, and Nisroc stabbed him several times. During the night, well day because they're Vampyres, Stool had died from blood loss. When they'd asked Nisroc, he wouldn't tell them what Stool had done to make his punishment so bad. Stool had kept apologising to Nisroc, and the other three stood out of Nisroc's way as he ended Stool's life.
When Balik, collapsed, Nisroc drew his knife from Balik's muscle and smiled slyly at them. "You're both lucky to get out of this, time's going fast and soon they'll be up to check. I need to clean up this mess." He gestured to the wall, and then at Balik. "But I want you to know you'd have been punished too if getting Balik ready-" By that, Nisroc meant tying Balik's wrists to two hang nails on the wall, plus tying his feet together. "-hadn't taken so long. Rephaim, you dare speak to that girl from Tulsa again and you might end up with the same fate as Stool." Rephaim nodded and left, still wondering what Stool had done. Stool had never been interested in dating. before they'd all been marked he wanted to go to medical school and become a doctor.
Nisroc had been marked first, he'd originally been quite a lively boy, but he'd been in the House of Night for five months before Stool was marked. Stool had told them that everything about Nisroc had changed, at first Rephaim suspected loneliness but now... now he wasn't so sure. Balik had been marked next about a month later, five days after this Dren was marked. Rephaim waited for a phone call from Dren saying Balik or Stool had both changed. They were the same though. About a year after this, Rephaim was marked meaning all five had been marked now. He first saw the smiling and laughing faces of Stool, Dren and Balik and then the murderer's look constantly on Nisroc.
He walked into his room, and Stevie Rae jumped up and randomly scanned his arms. "Are you all right?" She asked, gasping for breath. "After Dinner, I was super scared that Nisroc would hurt you. You seem fine, but are you?" The question lingered in her gleaming blue eyes, Rephaim sat her down and began to whisper, afraid Nisroc was outside the door.
"I'm fine, he usually tortures us in alphabetical order. Balik always leaves injured, occasionally Dren gets away. He's only stabbed me twice." She gasped and mouthed the word 'Stabbed?' Rephaim nodded. "I-I shouldn't be telling you any of this." She shook her head.
"No, Rephaim you need to tell someone." She begged, getting up and trying to pull him along with her.
"NO!" He grabbed her arm and threw her on the bed. He pinned down her arm with his hand. "You don't understand what he's like. If she kicks him out of the school, he'll only bully other students. He'll only find us anyway. What's done is done. It's too late. You've been here what? A day!" Stevie Rae nodded, trying to move her head far away from him. "Then you've no idea how to survive around here." He spat at her, then climbed into his own bed. Stevie Rae's muffled sobs eventually sent him to sleep...
OH MY GOSH. Cliff-hanger? Sorry this is shorter than last chapter, I just got a ton of reviews telling me to hurry up and update. Right, well here you are!