Chapter 3

"What if Arra was alive, would you still not need anyone?" He said and left the room.

It was only when the next night came, and Darren couldn't find his mentor, that he realised how harsh he had been. Mr. Crepsley had just lost possibly the most important woman in his life, and Darren had just brutally reminded him of that.

Darren thought about the situation, it reminded him of teenagers. How they acted when they were sad. Teenagers would tell everyone to go away, but really they just wanted company. But they would never admit it.

So keeping that in mind Darren went back to the room with the piano and walked through the door. Sure enough, there was his mentor looking worse than Darren had ever seen him.

He was sat in the same place as he was yesterday night, Darren had a feeling that he hadn't moved all day. He was just sitting there, absently pressing random keys on the piano slowly. He probably hadn't slept, or eaten or fed or even moved. He was broken, and only Darren could fix him.

Without hesitation, Darren walked up to the shell of a man and put his arms around him.

The man shrunk away,

"What are you doing?" He growled. He sounded worse than he looked.

"Helping you. I am sorry for what I said. It was wrong for me to have brought Arra up, when you were so sad." At the mention of her name a tear came to Larten's eye.

Darren made Mr Crepsley hug him. The vampire clung onto his assistant's back, as if his life depended on it.

The pair sat there, Mr. Crepsley had fallen asleep when Darren looked down at him. But it looked like, that even in his sleep he cried.

Darren hated seeing him like this, he saw the man as a father figure, and he was sure the man saw him as a son. He would never admit it but he was sure he did.

The half vampire slung the older one over his shoulder and carried him back to his cell. But on the way he found Seba.

"What happened, Master Shan?" He asked. Nodding at his former assistant who was snoozing on his own assistant's back.

"I found him, he hasn't slept, or eaten, or fed. I thought I should bring him back to his cell."

"Good. Thank you for looking after him." He said then he was off. He went down to his cell and shut the door.

Darren assumed it was because he didn't like seeing his assistant like this.

He got into the cell, put Larten into his coffin and went to sit on a chair nearby.

Darren himself wasn't tired at all, having slept all day. So he went down to the food hall, grabbed some bread and broth and some blood and brought it to Larten's cell.

When he came back Larten was awake. He looked a bit better.

"Was Seba here?" He asked.

"Yeah, you were asleep though."

"I am glad I was asleep, I just cannot deal with him right now."

"Why not?"

"He was the first one to take me away from her. A mere 10 minutes after she... left, he tried to pull me away. That is why I went to that room, he does not know about it."

"Oh, I brought you food and blood."

"Thank you." He said hollowly, sounding more like himself now that he had slept. Darren remembered that his mentor didn't actually like Bat broth, but he ate it tonight none the less.

He ate sloppily, not really concentrating on it.

Darren decided to go see Seba.

To see what his problem was.

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