Chapter 16:

§ LUCY §

The sound of Logan's bewildered voice broke me out of my obliviousness to what I was doing. When I looked up, Nick's alarmed eyes met mine. But our eye contact only lasted a couple of seconds. Inconspicuously, he put his finger to my lips and wiped them, staining his finger with blood. As the conclusion that I had just drank his blood willingly drawn in on me, I felt like bleaching my mouth, but Nick's guarded expression warned me not to do anything that might give away our dirty little secret. He turned around, giving me the full view of Logan, Connor, Quinn and Duncan's dumbfounded faces.

"This is not how it looks like." Nick attempted. A grin spread across the twin's faces.

Connor clicked his tongue. "Really? Then it doesn't look like you were rubbing yourself all over Lucy while she's wearing your clothes and that you were trying to get a taste of her while doing all that at all, you kinky little bastard." He looked at his little brother almost admiringly, yet humour coloured his voice. Had Helena been hear he would have gotten a good spanking all right.

Yeah, as if Helena would be thrilled with what you and her son were doing just seconds ago, a dark part of my mind reminded me.

"Shut up." Nick answered quickly as he put as much distance between us as the kitchen allowed.

"Pay up." I heard Quinn say to his brother. I looked at them with a raised eyebrow. "You were betting on us?" I asked them in an accusing tone. They looked down guiltily at the floor.

"Okay, Nick, Lucy; I'm happy for you guys but I'm too young to be an uncle so-" Quinn started but before he could finish the sentence a plastic cup hit him straight in the cheek. I dared to glans at Nick who appeared flustered. He was going to wash his hands in the sink when Duncan quickly crossed the kitchen and grabbed his hand. "Nick, why is there blood on your hand? And more importantly, why was there blood on Lucy's mouth?" he asked us, sounding serious like hell. Instinctively, I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand. There wasn't even a trace of blood on my lips.

"You must have imagined it, we were just, um... kissing." I said uncomfortably. "Don't play coy, Lucy. I'm happy that you recovered but something's been fishy between you and Nick ever since your brother stabbed you. If something up, you need to speak up now before it gets out of control." I looked at Nick who was glaring at nothing in particular.

"We're blood bound. You happy?" Nick said, "And as usual with her everything's more fucking difficult than it needs to be."

I blocked his way before he could storm off to his room. "Me? As if it's my fault that we've got this freaky bond now."

"No, but you're just making it difficult."

"Well, excuse me if I don't want to have vampire babies at the age of fifteen."

Duncan cleared his throat. Our heads snapped towards him. "What?" ,we said in unison.

"Can you stop fighting and tell us what the hell is a blood bond?" Duncan said rationally.

Nick sighed. "After I gave her my blood to save her, apparently a bond was formed between us. It's supposed to be a natural bond created between a vampire and a human so that they can make some sort of strong vampire babies. And apparently it's almost impossible to break it. We're stuck with each other."

The four guys looked at us in sheer bewilderment, as if they wouldn't believe what they had just heard. I could just see the questions they had floating in bubbles above their heads "Wow that's-"

"Lucy? You're here! I haven't seen you in days!" Sol said as she came over to hug me. I hugged her back, and even though she didn't know anything about the blood bond, her hug gave me strength. The four guys went mute after realising that this was not a topic to be discussed in front of Sol.

I smiled warmly at her. "Sorry, it's just that life's been so hectic," she had really no idea just how much my life had become hectic lately. "It's okay, you don't need to worry, I'm just happy to see you. By the way, aren't you supposed to be on your way to school?" As if a lightbulb had flickered inside me, I remembered that I had already missed a day of school and that today we had a history outing that counted 15% of our grade. "You're right! Can you lend me something? I need to be at school in..." glanced at the clock hanging on the wall, "twenty minutes"

"Sure, but- what the heck are you wearing?" she asked me, her eyes trailing on my borrowed clothes. "Um-I spilt some hot chocolate on me and Nick was kind enough to lend me one of his pyjamas."

She glanced curiously at the boy in question. "How very nice of Nick. Anyway, let's get you something to wear," she said as she took my head and lead me up to her room. "So tell me, how did your mother's wedding go?"

"It went surprisingly smoothly." I answered lying straight through my teeth,

"I'm happy to hear that," she said. She was my friend so she believed me without hesitation. It made me feel even guiltier than before. "Here," she handed me a cute dress. It was casual, not to short but short enough for the hot summer. "Um, you don't happen to have a clean set of underwear too. I wanted to shower before I leave."

"Sure," she answered, but something in her voice told me that she wasn't convinced now. Obviously, she would have more questions, any sane person with a brain would wonder why I'd need to shower at their house after I had allegedly just arrived at their house. She handed me a purple set of underwear, and I wordlessly made my way to her bathroom.

I showered in under five minutes, but I scrubbed so hard at my skin I made it go rosy red. I wanted to pretend that the water was going to scrub away all of my problems, but unfortunately, it never did.

I wiped my body with a fluffy blue towel and dressed up just as fast. I gasped in horror at the mess on my head some people call hair. I removed it from its restraints and let if flow past my shoulders in knotted curls. I ran a hand through my hair, realising that it wasn't as bad as I had assumed.

I went down to the kitchen and found Solange eating some pancakes and a glaring Nick draining yet another bottle of blood. When he noticed me, his expression went blank. I noticed the way he discreetly checked me out.

"Come on, Lucy I'll drive you to school." he said as he grabbed his car keys from the kitchen counter.

I was about to complain when he shot me the look. He put on a hooded jacket, apparently not caring that he was still in his pyjama pants and made his way outside. I sighed and followed him, as I had no other option.

Stupid, functioning-car owner, blood-bonded, vampire bastard.

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