Thanks for all the support! I love you ppl! So here is chap 2, I warn you from before, the names may vary slightly since the book was a loan and it's not available, but the main characters will remain the same. Oh, and for Twilight fans I would really appreciate if you read Outcast, my other story. Anyways, Enjoy:

Chapter 2: Helpless

+ Lucy +

"Do I need to ask what you were thinking to only find out that you weren't thinking at all?" Nick said. Though the question should have been asked to both of us, he was clearly talking to me.

"Oh, come on. You keep her locked up all day! What did you expect? Poor girl needs her fun considering that in a few days she'll be going through hell."

"Yes, she needs her fun but safety is our top priority. After this one you should not be allowed to visit her till she's turned."

"Hello! Are you mental? She needs her best friend!" I retorted. So much speaking was making my sore jaw ache. I hoped the concealer was still intact.

"Hello! She's still in the car!" I heard an irritated Solange say to both of us. Most of our discussions would get so intense we would forget about our surroundings until one of us wins the argument. We would put most lawyers to shame.

"Not if her best friend gets her killed." he retorted, ignoring Solange's interference.

"Okay! You guys need to stop! Lucy you have to admit that this wasn't your best idea." Solange said, and I gave her a hurt look while Nicky smirked. "And you Nick, you need to loosen up a little bit. Sure, I'm going to turn into a vampire and I can probably get killed in the process but I'm almost sixteen. I can't live all my life in fear. Cause that's just existing not living." She quoted me at the end. I smirked back at him and gave in to the urge to stick my tongue out at him like a little girl.

"Whatever. This doesn't excuse the fact that she's acting too irresponsible. There's your life at stake."

"Put a sock in it, Nicky. We already know." I told him giving him the evils.

"Then if you know why-" he started saying but Solange cut him off.

"Enough. Both of you. Nothing bad happened so there's no need to get your panties in a twist. Let's just go home. Lucy, do you want to sleep at my house tonight?" she asked me.

"I'd love to. Thanks!" I told her a little bit overdoing the joy. They both looked me with wary expressions. Lately Josh had been coming home in very bad moods after getting wasted with his friends. And well, his moods would result in me getting beat up or having to clean up after his temper tantrums. I could not endure another session of beatings tonight. Especially since the last time he had come back in one of his blackest moods he had broken one of my ribs. That had hurt like a fucking bitch and I had to endure Nicky's irritating comments about my clumsiness since the excuse had been falling down during P.E. If only he knew...

"Anyway, you had better find a plausible excuse for mom. You know she's going to throw one if her hissy fits over of this when she gets back from visiting Uncle Bert." Nicky said.

"We'll just have to tell her the truth. I'm sure she won't get that angry once she'll see that no one got hurt." Solange said rationally.

"Whatever." Nick said, continuing to stare at the road ahead. After about five minutes the silence had grown dense. Nick was the one to break it.

"I'm waiting." he said looking directly at me. Solange rolled her eyes but I still didn't understand.

"For what?" I asked sheepishly.

"For your appreciation after I saved your life, my not-so-fair maiden." Solange burst into a small laugh but was silenced immediately by my icy glare. As much as I hate to admit it, he had a point that I should thank him but he was so dead wrong about the last part. And he was dead for bringing my virginity into this, which I shall add that is still intact. Who the fuck does that when he's expecting a girl to show her gratitude?

"Fine, thanks. And how exactly did you know about my virtue's state? Are you by any chance stalking me by checking who I take to bed with me?" I asked him, covering my chest and my lower woman parts in fake shock. Solange outright laughed out loud and Nick's eyes turned into perfect white round saucers. Well, it was his fault for starting this in the first place. Fortunately for him we arrived at the Drakes and he managed to skip finding a retort for my question. We piled out of the small sports car and went inside.

"Would you like to shower first?" Solange asked me as she handed me my spare pyjamas and underwear that I always left at her house.

"Sure." I told her and made my way to her bathroom. I stripped quickly to avoid spending any time loitering around and got in the shower. As the cool water hit me, relieving me of the cruel summer heat I heard myself sigh. It felt as if all my worries were slowly disappearing leaving me soothed and calm. When I was ready I dried myself with a fluffy white towel and put on my sports bra that I slept with and panties and my comfy pyjama. I went to Solange's room and she quickly darted in the bathroom.

My mouth felt really dry and cottony. I went to the kitchen to get a glass of water and suddenly I felt something wet and warm on my leg producing short pants. I looked down and saw Tibbles, one of the dogs belonging to the Drakes. Tibbles was a trained dog who could probably bite my hand off in a second, but like Sol, I had grown up here, most of the time, so Tibbles counted me as a member of the family.

"You want to go outside, don't you boy?" I said as he went over to the locked dog flaps. "Alright let's go outside." I told him. He barked in agreement with me and I couldn't help smile at him. I opened the door, letting in the coolness of a summer night. I went outside and inhaled the grassy scent that surrounded the Drake's farm house. I let out a relieved sigh as the cool air tickled my skin. Tibbles racked havoc on the porch running after little rabbits and lifting up his leg at every corner he could find to do his business.

"Didn't you have enough adventures outside for one night?" I heard a familiar male voice say.

"Shut up conscience." I told the voice. Behind me someone chuckled. "It's me." the male voice said.

"Shut up me." I retorted.

"Seriously, what are you doing outside?" the voice said as a familiar guy with silvery eyes and black messy hair stepped into my view.

"Stop bugging for one night, Nicholas. It gets tired." I told him as he came into my view.

"Ah, Lucy. I wonder why you're so stubborn." he said as he passed in front of me. I could not help but stare at him as he walked passed me. This was one of the rare moments where he was not teasing me or making me feel like I had hamburger meat instead of brains in my head. And well, just the sight of him was a treat. He was wearing loose striped pyjama pants and a white shirt.

"Are you done checking me out?" he said, smirking as if I had just confessed to him my unrequited love towards him.

"I was not." I denied. I felt slight blush about to expose my lie but I managed to calm it just in time before my face got any redder. I covered up the truth by snorting.

"You look so cute when you do that. It makes it so clear that you're lying." ugh, stupid vampire sight.

"Huh, as if I would fall for a guy who was about to leave me running for my dear life!" I told him. His expression abruptly turned grim.

"I'm sorry." he said quickly. He slowly caressed the side of my face. His soft caress made me remember earlier this evening, when my brother had made contact with my face, but it had been a hell of a punch, rather than a soft caress that made my toes tingle. The thought suddenly made me feel very self-conscious. I turned my head so that he would not see the bruise. I had forgotten to reapply the concealer and I severely doubted it was still there. I did not want him to find out about what Josh did to me. The very first time Josh had seriously beaten me up I was thirteen. I had been young so I didn't have the good sense to apply anything to the bruises. When I went to the Drakes, they all started fussing over my black eye and asking who did it. When I told them that it had been my brother they wanted to take action but I kept saying that it was accidental. That still hadn't stopped Nick from going after my brother to teach him a lesson. Of course, my brother had already started hanging out with gangsters so he knew how to throw a good punch. On the other hand Nick had vampire genes so of course it might have been a pretty bloody fight if Logan and I hadn't interjected. After that my brother got in a fight which led him to one of those institutions for juvenile delinquents. I had told the Drakes that there he had corrected his ways when in reality he had become a living, breathing nightmare. He beat me regularly and though I did try to defend myself and once even broke his nose, I still could not match his strength.

"I said I'm sorry. But Solange had been my priority. Now stop giving me the silent treatment because it's really annoying and immature."

"Huh?" I asked him, snapping out of la-la land.

"I will not repeat that." he said solemnly, never removing his hand from my check. Of course he would not repeat that. That would hurt his big bad manly pride. I wanted to bring his Mexico-sized ego down a notch.

"Would you seriously think I'd fall for you? Out of all the people in the world? You?" I asked him. He flinched at my words. I had hurt him. I felt guilty for saying that to him.

"I'm sorry." I said after a while. "That's okay." he responded quietly. He made me look straight at him. "You're so cute when you feel guilty!" he told me. He brushed a lock of my hair behind my ear. He was only a few inches away from me. In fact if he leaned in his lips would have touched mine. I closed my eyes involuntary and felt his vampire charm affect me. I felt his lips gently press against mine. He started kissing me and I felt heat sear trough my body. Why did he have to be so handsome? And well, not that I was complaining but why was he kissing me? I was aware that his brothers especially Logan teased him about having a crush on me but I thought it was just them teasing him. Could it be...? No what was I thinking? As if Nick would like me. Him with his dreamy eyes and... Shut up brain!

I kissed him back and his grip on the sides of my face became tighter with passion.

"Ow!" I muttered against his lips. He abruptly broke the kiss.

"Did I hurt you?" he said, covering his mouth. Had he thought he was hurting me with his fangs?

"No!" I said quickly trying to hide the bruise with my hands.

"Then why-" he started but I saw a flick of understanding in his eyes. "Let me see." he said as he tried to remove my hand from my face.

"No!" I replied stubbornly.

"Lucy!"

"NO!" I yelled at him.

"I won't let you inside if you don't let me see what I did to you!" he said, his voice full of anguish.

"No, it wasn't you."

"Lucy," he started. He pulled my hand down and I let him this time. I knew that there was no reasoning with him now. He cursed loudly. "Who did this?" he asked, anger boiling inside of him.

"I... Um.. Josh got angry when I punched his girlfriend." I said, biting my lower lip.

"I can't believe he scooped so low and hit a girl. Why didn't you tell anyone?" he said as he examined the bruise and caressed my face lightly.

"What was I supposed to say?" I asked feeling the helplessness that had filled my life all these years.

"I don't know! Maybe that your brother was beating you up." He said.

"Look, forget about it. It's just a little bruise. I want to go inside. It's getting cold out here." I said and whistled at Tibbles to get inside. Nick suddenly grabbed hold of my wrist.

"Stop, Lucy." He said but I fought my way out of his grasp and ran inside.

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