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Chapter 10

"Alex!" Justin said as her sister opened the door. He ran over to her and hugged her tightly.

"Justin," she sighed, burying her head in his neck. "I missed you so much at school."

"I know; I missed you too."

Justin turned his wrist, and looked at his watch behind Alex's back, his arm still wrapped around her.

"It's ten thirty," he said, looking at Alex. "Where were you?"

"Yeah…" she started, pulling away from Justin's arms and sitting on the sofa. Justin closed the front door, then went to sit next to her.
"I was at Chase's house…"

Right. The wonderful boy Juliet had picked out because of him.

"Why did he even invite you anyway?"

She looked down. As much as not wanting to tell Justin, Alex knew hiding it from him was inevitable. She took a deep breath.

"Well, at school… I kissed him, so-"

"What?" Justin exclaimed, his eyes widening. "Why would you do that?"

"I'm sorry!" Alex replied quickly. "I just, I was missing you, and I just needed, something similar to you. But I didn't like the kiss, or anything, I just-"

Alex caught his glance, but he had an unusual look in his eye, which made her stop through her sentence. He looked as if he was… Remembering something.

"You okay, Justin?"

"Yeah," he said, looking back at Alex again. "Just… Carry on."

"Well, I was at his house for a while. Since after school. He kissed me a few times there."

Alex looked up at his brother again. It was like he didn't care. Did he not realise? The girl that he loved was at another boy's house. And had been kissing her. Not by Alex's full choice, but she was still there, and it had still happened.

"Justin!" she exclaimed, desperate to get his full attention. "We would have… Had sex."

His face straightened, and his eyes became locked onto hers. But they still looked emotionless.

"We would have, if I let him, but I told him to stop, Justin, I made him stop."

Justin still stared right at her. He didn't say a word, but the silence made the room even tenser.

"Justin, I'm sorry!" she said, her voice coming out as a shaky whisper. "Please don't hate me." She looked down, squeezing her eyes shut.

Suddenly, she felt Justin's warm hand on top of hers. Alex opened her eyes again to see Justin's face in front of her.
He didn't look angry. Or upset. Or even shocked. In fact, he seemed to have something else on his mind. Just like a few minutes earlier.

"Alex, how could I hate you?" he finally replied, squeezing her hand. Alex felt her chest relax at the familiar sound of his gentle voice. "I love you."

"So you don't mind? That Chase almost…"

"Well yeah, of course I mind about that. But it wasn't your fault. Why did you kiss him anyway?"

Alex felt her chest tighten slightly once more. Well, she had explained most of it now. Why not carry on with the rest?

"I was kinda… Jealous. I saw you kissing Juliet in the hall and then leave with her, and-"

Justin cringed slightly. He'd had no idea that she was even there. "You saw that? I'm sorry, Alex. But, I wasn't kissing Juliet; she was literally forcing into kissing me. And I didn't leave with her; we had to go to a detention from a few days ago and she, like, dragged me with her. You know what Juliet's like.Don't be jealous, Alex. I love you."

Alex smiled. It still made her feel warm inside, send a tingle down her body. Good, her jealousy hadn't messed everything up. He still loved her, she still loved him – everything was fine. Alex leaned forwards, and gave Justin a slow, sweet kiss on his lips. She felt him smile, his lips still on hers, as did she. Shortly after, she pulled away and giggled.

"You taste like metal," she said, still giggling. Justin laughed back with her, confusedly, before realising what she'd just said. He tasted 'like metal', he thought, saying Alex's phrase again in his head. She was bound to find out soon. Justin was about to start an explanation, before Alex spoke again.

"And by the way, you interrogated me, so it's now my turn to do it to you." Alex pulled her hands away from underneath Justin's, laying themon he lap in a professional looking manor. She turned on her English accent. "Detentions after school can only last up to an hour. As you pointed out before, it's ten thirty – in fact, it's probably to eleven now. And you got home… When?"

"About nine."

"Which would show that you were at school, in detention, for over five hours."

Justin smirked. "Congratulations, Alex. You're capable of first grade Math!"

Alex opened her mouth in fake offence, before pushing her brother's shoulder making him lean to the side slightly. He laughed and lightly pushed her back.

"But seriously, Justin," she said, returning to her usual American accented voice. "I was at home for ages before I went to Chase's. Where were you?"

Justin sighed inwardly. He really did not want to have to explain everything to Alex. It wasn't completely his fault, but… It was. Maybe it was his fault. He sighed again, out loud this time. Why was this so difficult? He knew he had to tell her. The first part was easy enough to explain, but the second… Justin had no idea how Alex would react to that.

"I was at Juliet's house."

Alex rolled her eyes; to his surprise, it seemed like she had already known that part. "Well, yeah, obviously," she said, slightly harshly. "But you couldn't have picked up your phone? I called you. Like, loads of times."

Justin felt his pulse begin to increase. Why, why had he let this happen? He got up from the sofa, and walked over to the kitchen. Alex watched him as he nervously bit his lip, before licking his, about to speak. She noticed a small amount of something bright red wipe across his lips from his tongue. Something that looked like… Blood, perhaps?

"Is you mouth bleeding, Justin?"

"Yeah… You could say that."

Alex thought for a moment, before remembering the kiss that they and shared not long ago. The way the kiss had – they way he had tasted like metal. "Justin? What's that thing in blood that tastes like coins? Like metal? Hemogoblin or something?"

"Haemoglobin."

There was no point of Justin trying to hide anything now. Sooner or later, Alex would have guessed to much. He'd have to tell her eventually.

"That's why you tasted like metal! Well, it obviously wasn't metal; it's blood. Why is your mouth bleeding?"

No. She obviously wasn't going to cease from asking, and Justin knew that. He had to tell her. And he had to tell her now. He closed his eyes, still in the kitchen faced away from Alex, and began to speak. "Yeah… Alex, I need to talk to you."

"Yeah, what?" she replied, standing up from the sofa to face him, though only being greeted by his back. She wondered what was so important that Justin couldn't have told her through a phone screen. "You said that in your text."

Justin opened the fridge door and looked inside. He then closed it again. Alex could see he was nervous about what he was going to say; he may have been trying to act calm, but his body language deceived him.

"Um, so, as you know, I was at Juliet's house since after school."

"Yeah…"

"And, I didn't want to, like, be there, but I kind of had to."

"I know; I kinda realised that. We've already been over it - don't worry, I know it wasn't your fault."

Justin paused for a second, still faced away from his sister. He would have given anything to not have to explain this, but not telling her? It would be living hell for him. And when she would eventually find out on her own… It would be living hell for everyone around her, too. He continued speaking.

"Well, you know how Juliet likes me and stuff?"

"Yeah?"

"And she thinks I still like her as well?"

"Yes, I know all this, Justin…" Alex wondered where the conversation was going. If it were just about how much Juliet liked her brother, it would have been quite pointless. Alex had already been reminded of this at school, and she would every other day at school too – she didn't need to be told it, too.

"Yeah, but she thinks I really, really like her, because we'd been going out - well, still going out, to her - for ages."

Alex sighed, slowly getting impatient. "Justin, what do you want to tell me?"

He closed the fridge door he had been fidgeting with, and opened the small wooden cupboard behind him. He began to arrange the already perfectly positioned plates and wine glasses. His eyes still weren't focused on her, which worried Alex slightly.

"So, we had to kiss and stuff…"

"As, again, I guessed…" Alex said anxiously. The conversation had been going on a while. Justin was avoiding trying to tell her something, she could tell. Even when they were 'just brother and sister', she could pick up vibes from him like that. "We already knew that you'd have to stay with Juliet. But kisses shouldn't mean anything."

"I know, I know - they don't." Justin replied quickly. "But you know, she really likes me."

Alex was quickly becoming more and more impatient – and nervous. He obviously had something to tell her, but why was it taking him so long to say? "Justin, what?"

She heard him let out a sight, but still remained silent. Although she should have had nothing to worry about, she felt her heart beat faster.

"Justin?" Her voice was now filled with hysteria. He was going to say something bad; she knew it, it was obvious. "Justin, can you just say it now? Please!"

Justin finally closed the cupboard door, turned around and placed his hands on the marble kitchen countertop. As he turned to face her, Alex noticed a clearly visible, clearly fresh mark on his brother's neck. It was a purplish-blue, a horrible addition to his beautifully clear skin. Alex may not have been all that smart in Math or Science or Geography, but she wasn't stupid.

Girl vampires often liked to suck their boyfriend's blood, for one reason: they were physically attracted to them. However, Juliet had promised that she would never do that to Justin. She had explained it two the two of them herself; the only vampires that did that were, what Alex would call, 'sluts'. In fact, the main reason why they would suck their blood, was to let their boyfriend know they wanted to have…

Alex felt her body freeze as her mind processed the information. Her heart thumped in her chest, desperately trying to sustain itself from exploding from anxiety. It was a momentum; a big build up to something important. But this momentum wasn't leading to something good. It was leading up to something bad.

Something really bad.

Alex closed her eyes, and closed her ears, and quickly shook her head from side to side. She knew what was coming. She just didn't want to hear it.

"Alex…" Justin whispered finally, looking at her even though he knew she couldn't see him. If he was going to tell her, which he knew he had to, it was now or never. "We had sex."

Alex felt her tense body, and tight chest, and rooted legs just become weak and jelly-like.

"For real. Not like you and Chase, but for real."

Alex slowly moved her hands from her ears, and opened her eyes, looking straight at her brother. At first she was in shock. Then she felt her eyes burn with salty tears building up, spilling from them in an instant.

"Alex!" Justin pleaded, "…Please."

"How could you?" she said in a shaky voice, her eyes filled with disbelief, and staring at Justin in hurt and anger.

"Alex…" Justin began to walk towards her, but she quickly stepped back to avoid being closer to him. Justin realised the obvious wall she was beginning to build between the two of them, and her felt a pang in his stomach. One day. They had been 'dating' for one day. "I had to tell you, Alex. I couldn't have been around you, knowing it had happened, but not having told you. I would be killing myself. Let me just explain. I'm so sorry Alex, I-"

She didn't want to hear it. She didn't want to hear whatever story he would whip up, manage to tell her. She didn't want to hear him. "Shut up, Justin," she said sharply.

"Alex, just-"

"Shut the fuck up," she shrieked.

"Please, Alex, I love you," he whispered, attempting to move closer to her again, and placing his hands on both her shoulders. He was broken; she could hear it in his voice.

She didn't care. What about her, huh? What about what he'd justdone to her?

"No!" she yelled, shaking him off of her. "You don't! If you loved me, you wouldn't just go fuck some other girl!"

"Alex, don't say fuck," he said sadly. "It makes it sound like I just go around and do it with anyone. But she not just 'some other girl', Alex, you know that. She's Juliet."

"Is that supposed to make me feel better? She's your fucking girlfriend! I had to see you and her together all day at school and I couldn't do a damn thing about it!"

He felt a huge wave of guilt take over his body. Alex truly sounded heartbroken. Justin had never seen her like this, not about anybody. She hadn't even been this upset over Mason, a werewolf that she had dated before, which ended horribly for her.

"I'm sorry, Alex. But I had to do it; I had no choice! Let me explain, it was Juliet, she-"

"You had no choice? You. Had. No. Choice?" Her face became red with fury. "Of course you had a fucking choice, Justin!"

In actual fact, he really hadn't. He hadn't had a choice, and Alex would have realised that if she just let him explain. But she was too upset. To angry to hurt to listen to anything he would have to say. He'd just have to leave it.

Alex wasn't just upset.

She was hurt. Genuinely hurt.

And it was his entire fault.

"You're right, Alex. I did have a… Choice. I'm so sorry."

"If you tell me you're sorry one more time, I swear…"

Alex furiously wiped the tears from her face. All the emotions inside her were ready to explode. Taking a deep breath she looked into her brother's eyes. They were filled with despair, and hurt, and longing, and regret, and sorrow, and love, yet her heart did not yield for him. Or yet, she felt no sympathy for him. All the emotion from her body had fizzled away. From crying, from the whole situation – she didn't know. There was only one feeling that was still present in her heart. A feeling which she had never felt so strongly, to anyone, ever before.

Her voice was barely above a whisper. "I hate you, Justin. I fucking hate you."

"Alex," he said quietly, his voice full of despair.

"Leave me alone." She stepped back again, but this time it wasn't as easy. She couldn't focus on anything. She was seeing two of everything. Her head spun, and she wasn't able to stand up properly.

"Alex, are you okay?" Justin asked, gripping her arm. And this time, it wasn't because he was trying to get her to listen to him, or stand closer to him. It was because, if he didn't, she would have fallen.

Her dizziness intensified, making her have to close her eyes. Alex swayed, the world slowly dimming around her.

She could see Justin's mouth moving, but couldn't hear a word coming from his lips. His eyes were filled with concern and fear. She didn't want him. But she didn't even have half the strength to shake him off her again.

She looked up once more, catching Justin's blurry face. "I hate you," she softly murmured.

And before she even had chance to hear Justin's response, she felt her heart flutter as it missed a beat, and the world slowly fade into darkness.

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