The hair on the bakc of Desri's hair stood on end. Someone was watching her. She stopped and looked around slightly making Erik stop also. "Um, Desri? Are you ok" He asked placing a hand on her sholder and she nodded smiling politely.
"Im fine, just thought i saw someone i knew." She said and they continued to the food court.
Nikolas came out from behind the pillar he had been watching them from his fist was slightly balled. 'So it is him.' He thought as he began to follow them at a safe distance. 'And he's trying to steal my girl too, I knew I saw him that day at the park.'
Nikolas was watching them intently as he walked behidn them as their shadows. He wasn't thrilled about Erik comming back to town. When their mother had abandoned him he was over joyed to get rid of his disfigured little brother. Erik probably remembered little of him but he could never forget that face that had driven their mother to tears everytime she'd look upon him. She had been a wreck. Two years after his birth their mother could take it no longer and had left the child at the park. Nikolas, five years old at the time, had hoped that his mother would have become herself agian after the demon was gone. This wasn't what happened. No, she was sent into tears everynight and became ill from so much stress and guilt. She had loved Erik but she could never have raised him.
Nikolas remembered how his mother would just talk about Erik sometimes as if in her own little world, talking to no one particular. The last conversation they had was one of those.
"You know Erik was such a sweet child. He had the most beautiful hair and was so lively. The only thing wrong was his face." She had said with little Nikolas on her lap. "I loved him, I really did, but the burden that i had scarred my son at birth and he would never know love."
She shook her head as tears swept down her face as she began to sob uncontrolably. "I couldn't hug him, kiss him, play with him, like i could with Nikolas." She stated in a daze, probably unaware that Nikolas had been sitting in her lap the whole time.
Thats when she had sat him down on the chair and went into her room. Thats when she had swallowed those pills and put the gun to her head. She had commited suicide only to leave her other son alone.
Nikolas now had angry tears of hatred and revenge dampening his face. Why had she done that. She had him. Erik ment nothing. He was just a figment of the past. And here he was. Happy. A new family and friends, and now he was winning the love that Nikolas had once had. The love that Nikolas would have agian. He knew he would have to talk to Desri tonight. When she came to tell the things she had learnt. He would tell her what he had to say. And if she didn't like it then it was her own fault.
He watched now. Emotionless, as Desri and Erik talked and smiled while Chevelle teased them about how they looked like a couple. They were blushing and had stopped talking then. nikolas stood up and walked off as his trench coat flowed behind him as he took swift steps heading out of the mall. He had things to think about. And plans to conceive.