Chapter ten

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Okay, this is sorta off. I am purposely making some things off, but some i kind of don't really know. Teehee. :P I'm sorry for spelling.

•Darren pov•

It was Harkat, Vancha, Mr. Crepsley, and I in our room.

"Her father is the damn Vampaneeze lord." Mr. Crepsley shook his head. "I knew something was off!" I exclaimed.

"Now who's her dad?" Harkat mumbled.

"Watch it be Gannen." Vancha almost laughed.

"Yeah, or Steve!" I joined in too.

"That'd make him your nephew." Vancha said.

"If he's Gannen's, then He'd be related to you!" I snorted. "And please, you know I hate knowing Steves my half brother."

"Actually, him being related to either one of them could greatly work to our advantage." Mr. Crepsley mused.

"It's Steve." I whispered.

"Pardon?"

"Steve." I repeated. "It's Steve. He's the Vampaneeze lord!"

"He's also tried to kill his son." Vancha grunted. Wait... Kayden, kayden is my nephew. My nephew was beaten by my best friend. He is traumatized by him. He wanted to kill himself from him.

"So if we just talk to kayden we can find out where the lord is."

"I doubt he knows..."

I stopped paying attention.

My nephew. My niece. My brothers kid.

"Explains why Darren felt something different, as well as being so close."

If I hadn't left...

Steve. I've known he's a monster by now, but it's something you don't want to think about.

The rest of the guys went silent, as we thought hard about the situation. We heard feet run up the stairs and the neighboring room door slam shut. It was soon followed by cries.

"Kayden?" I shouted through the wall.

"I'm so fucked up!" he shouted back.

"Kayden." I moaned his name softly. My niece who was beaten into my nephew.

•Kayden pov•

I'm ashamed of myself.

I'm sick of myself.

There just shouldn't be a Kayden James Caleb anymore.

I have no secrets anymore.

I'm a disgrace.

To Brandon:

Get your ass over here

-Kayden

-Fck no! I got othr sht to do! Sty awy frm me!

-Brandon

-Really couldn't type it all out?

-Kayden

-hand hrts 2 mch frm ur freak frnds!

-Brandon

-Fucks sake, get over here. Not kidding. Ten minutes.

Kayden

He didn't respond after that, and I waited anxiously for a reply. It was ten minutes later, when my phone finally went of again.

-Not picking you up at the door!

-Brandon

-I like how you use full words there

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