Do what you will but never tell a Vampire that he has to go blood celibate. I learned my lesson real fast.

"No! I'll be there in like ten minutes, is your dad home!?" I asked, panicking into the phone as I searched the room for my car keys.

I found them and started to run out the door but a hand gripped my arm. I turned and saw Dallas glaring at me with hateful eyes.

"I'll be there in a little bit." I growl out. I wasn't angry at Colin, I was angry at Dallas

"Where do you think you're going!?" He asked me, still gripping my arm tightly, so tightly the lower half had started to go numb.

I tried to pry my arm away but Dallas was too strong. "A friend's house." I answered.

He rolled his eyes. "You don't have friends." He stated, knowing very well that I went against making friends with humans. Almost all supernaturals did.

"Please, Dallas. Just let me go."

He scoffed. "The Golds think you're dead, don't you think it's wise to stay inside where they won't see you?" He taunted and for a second I thought he knew about my secret, that Uncle Kasparov and my dad were already at Colin's house.

But I just talked to him, so that couldn't be the case, could it? All I knew was that I needed to leave immediately.

"Dallas. Just trust me." Trust was a big thing in our family, it has to be if you were a Hunter. You had to trust yourself and other Hunters to avenge you, to help you, to be there for you.

Just like Kora dropped everything to come help us here. Just like Kaspar and my parents dropped it all to go to Ireland to find my sister and Moira.

Dallas softened his eyes. "What's gotten into you, Everly?" He asked, releasing my arm from his hold.

I looked down and sure enough a bruise was already starting to form. But I hardly worried about it, it would be gone by the time I got to Colin's house.

I sighed. "I started seeing this guy." I say, and Dallas rolls his eyes.

"Seriously, Everly!? A guy!? Ya know what, just go." He starts to walk away and I wait for him to go all the way upstairs before I run to my car and pull out, driving off to Colin's house.

When I reach his driveway I pull in, ignoring that there's another car in the driveway. If someone's here I'll just shove my blade to their throat.

I try the door, only to find that it was locked. I groan and take a couple steps back, looking at the door to see if was metal lined or just old wood. Luckily, the door is as old as the house.

I keep my foot flat as I kick above the lock, hearing the door splinter and fall in.

"Colin!" I scream, and listen for a voice but there is none. "COLIN!" I yell again and run to his bedroom, searching all the other rooms just in case.

I burst into his room, finding him sitting pale and weak against the silk sheets, his head lolling from side to side.

"No. No please. Dad I didn't mean to meet her." He groans, tears streaming down his face like rain.

I rub up to him and shake him lightly, realizing that he's hallucinating. "It's me, Colin. It's Everly."

He's cold, too cold. Too cold for even a vampire to be.

I grab my blade and slide it across my wrists, crying at the sting of the lotus flower. That'll leave a scar and it'll take a long ass time to heal. There wasn't enough poison to kill me, but God did it burn.

I hold my wrists over his mouth and watch as blood drops down into his mouth. He grabs my wrist and brings it down to his mouth, drinking like an alcoholic on a Saturday.

After a minute of him drinking, I try to pull my arm away, but his teeth sink lower.

"Colin." I pull and he grabs my arm, sinking sharp nails into them. "You're full. Let me go."

He doesn't make any attempt to stop. I can already feel the effects of him drinking taking a toll on me.

I move my free hand to his jaw and grab it, forcing him to look up at me. "You're done. You got that!?"

His fangs release and sink back into his mouth, blood dripping from his chin. My blood.

I rip his shirt and take off a strip, tying it over my wrist. I won't die, I should be fine. I was a Supernatural after all.

"Are you okay?" I ask, feeling my heart rate slow.

He nodded. "I don't know what happened. I think it had something to do with me going Atrax yesterday. I normally only have to feed like twice a month if I drain a body."

I try not to cringe, but he sees it on my face anyways.

"Everly... I only drain people who deserve it." He says, trying to compensate for the people he's killed. "I've drained 2 men who both thought touching up on a woman who didn't want it would be fun."

That's why he thought I cringed? "I don't care that you've killed people, I mean it's my job to Hunt down people. It's just gross about drinking blood." I laugh.

He widens his eyes and then looks to his door, sighing softly. "Did you bust down my front door?" He asks.

I nod slowly. "Yeah... Sorry about that."

He chuckled and I sit next to him on the floor, his arm is casually tossed over my shoulders. "No problem, I'll just tell my dad I had one too many drinks."

I widen my eyes and gape at him in complete and utter shock. "VAMPIRES CAN GET DRUNK!? WHAT THE HECK!"

He nods and laughs at me. "You didn't think we could?" I shake my head and he laughs even harder. "That's funny, Everly. Good— you're not laughing. Why aren't you laughing?"

I slap my forehead. "Hunters can't get drunk."

He takes in a deep breath, gasping. "You mean Kasparov Dawn isn't drunk twenty four seven!? I thought that's why he was such a violent jerk."

I shook my head. "No, being a violent jerk kinda runs in the family. Actually I take that back, it runs in the species."

He chuckles, pulling a strand of my hair. "You can say that agai— What happened to your arm?" He looks at the bruise that was almost gone but had seemed to stop healing once I cut my wrist, not surprising. I had Lotus flower in my system. It was going to take weeks to flush it out.

I remembered Dallas gripping my arm, roughly pulling me to face him. He wasn't normally like that, he was normally like any other older brother. Annoying. Cocky. Protective in a "nobody can bully you but me" type of way.

But lately he's been... stressed. Our whole family has been. Felix, the oldest hunter in the world at that moment, was killed. Nobody has heard from Fiona or Moira. Our parents left. I'm ghosting from the house all the time.

"Dallas tried to stop me from leaving the house when I came here. It's fine though. I think." I say.

Hopefully when I get home Dallas and I can have a long chat where we talk about his behavioral problems and how ridiculous they are.

Colin glared at the window in his room. "He have you bruised just because you wanted to leave the house?" He seemed incredulous about the whole situation, anger was there too, igniting his bones.

I nodded. "It's fine tho." I said.

He stood up and looked down at me. "Everly. No it's not."

I stood up too, I hated him looking down at me like that. "I'm not a six year old human girl. I can take care of myself." I argued.

He scoffed. "I know you can. But against your brother?"

Was he seriously arguing with me over the treatment my brother sends me? "It's a Dawn thing. We all fight each other because it keeps us on our toes. It makes us stronger."

He pointed to my arm, his face red. "That is not making anyone stronger." He gripped his hair and took a calming breath. "That is abuse."

"You should see the bruises I give him! This is nothing!" I yelled, hating the way Colin thought of me as frail. "You can't be mad every time I get a bruise."

"You're my Apple. Of course I'm going to get mad when you bruise." He said softly, shaking his head. "I FIGURED IT OUT!" He yelled suddenly, startling me.

"Figured—"

"That's why I went Atrax so easily! I'm still Vampire PMSing and I'm wondering if that is why I changed into an Atrax so easily!?" He let the idea sink in.

The more I thought about it the more it made sense. It would make him go Atrax easier wouldn't it?

I looked at him with a look of agreement. "I think you're right."

Suddenly he stood up, taking a defensive position in front of me.

I looked out from behind him to see Dallas holding a blade in one hand. Speak of the devil.

I gulped as Dallas lunged forward, yelling. I kicked the back of Colin's knees, sending him to the ground just as the blades swung at the empty spot, going over Colin.

Dallas tried to attack again, but I jumped over Colin and pushed Dallas against the wall.

He knees my side but I held my ground, glaring at him.

"STOP IT! DALLAS!" I yelled and he spit on the ground in front of me, a sign of disrespect. I closed my eyes and pretended that he didn't just disrespect me like that.

He pushed me off of him and dusted off his clothes. "I have kept a lot of things from mom and dad. But this? I can't keep this. I'd start running now, Colin."

He pulled out his phone. I grabbed my blade and threw it with perfect accuracy, the knife went through his phone and stuck in the wall, the screen cracked and sported lines of different colors as it glitched in and out.

"What the hell, Everly!?" He said, gesturing to Colin. "A Hunted!" He rushed again, and I spun with my leg up, trying to hit his face, but he caught my leg. "Don't think so sis, I'm going to kill him!"

I used a cheap shot. My fist fling out and hit Dallas's throat, making him cough and back up, gripping his throat. Kora taught me something.

He doubled over and struggled to breath, panting over himself, and I jabbed my foot into his side so hard I heard bones crack as he grunted.

He rushed at me anyways, despite his obvious pain, and pinned me against the wall. His elbow hit the side of my face before Colin pulled him off, throwing him to the ground.

"How can you hit your little sister!?" Colin screamed in Dallas's face.

Dallas rubbed his throat. "She just pinched me in the throat! It's a Dawn thing, you piece of trash wouldn't understand it!"

I walked to Dallas and straddled him, a blade pressed over his stomach, just over his belly button.

It wouldn't kill him if I scraped the blade here, but it would sure as hell hurt.

"Please don't tell mom and dad." I begged, something I never did. Especially not to my family.

Dallas glared at me, looking at me like I wasn't family, and it made my heart break. "Everly! I'm telling mom and dad!"

"You little snitch." I spat. "They'll kill him!"

Dallas shook his head. "No they won't. Because I'm going to kill him." He rolled us over until he was straddling me. "He's just playing you!"

"We got an Ash Rose." Colin said softly.

Dallas spun to look at him. "No!" He growled. "Is that true?" He asked me. I nodded. He stood off of me, his hands stuck in his hair as he walked around. "Dammit!" He yelled, punching the wall, not caring that this wasn't his house.

Dallas massaged his temples. "And does anyone else know about this?" Dallas asked us.

We shook our heads in unison. "No. Just you."

He laughed maniacally, looking up at the ceiling. "Seriously, God! You're making me choose between death and my sister's happiness. Great." He looked back to me, his body still tense. "If I kill him you'll go crazy."

Crazy? Why would I go crazy? I barely know the guy.

Dallas lifted up his shirt and I could actually see the broken bones almost piercing the skin. "God dang, sis. I hate you right now but nice kick."

I shrugged. "Thanks. But I don't need your compliments. Tell mom and dad and there'll be more of those."

He wiped his forehead. "I can't exactly tell mom and dad! Because they'll tell Uncle Kaspar and no matter how crazy it'll send you if he dies, Uncle Kasp will kill him to stop the war. You didn't forget that little prophesy did you?"

Of course I didn't. How could I? I mean it's been looming over all of our species since I was 9. "I wish I could. But no. Figured if we kept this a secret, there wouldn't be a war."

Dallas looked at me like I was stupid, and to be honest I probably was. "For all eternity!? Do you know how stupid that sounds!?"

Yes. Yes I did.

I didn't meet his eyes. "Yes. But I just.... I'm happy." I said. "I'm sorry it's literally against the world for me to be with him but... I don't really think I give a fuck at this point. What has the world done for me?"

Dallas set his hand on my chin and gently made me look up at him. "I won't tell mom and dad. I'll help as much as I can, but Everly... we're Hunters. We protect the world, we don't start wars."

Umm... we kind of do? Well I guess the first War Of The Species was because of the werewolves, but we were definitely to blame too. Not our fault the werewolves and the Hunteds both wanted power over the humans. Not our fault the witches created us so we could kill all the Vampires, save the humans. Definitely our fault that we were so ruthless, our fault we over killed.

"Maybe I'm sick of protecting a world that so clearly wants me dead." I say, honestly saying screw the world.

He groaned. "You don't mean that. Listen, Eve... be careful." His kissed my forehead and then turned to Colin. "I swear on everything I hold dear, if you hurt my sister I will kill you faster than you can blink. If you turn her I will rip your fangs out and make you eat them. If you—"

"Got it. Don't hurt her." Colin said, cutting Dallas off.

Dallas threw his knife, and it dug itself between Colin's legs, right under his northern regions. "If she gets pregnant, you can say goodbye to using the bathroom properly."

Colin gulped but quickly nodded.

He grabbed the knife out of the floor and tossed it to Dallas.

Howdy was that a weird sight to behold. A vampire handing a Hunter his weapon back.

Dallas left through the door and for some reason I felt like a large ball of stress had been released, like weight had been lifted from my shoulders.

"Colin... I'm sorry. I didn't know he was following me." I seriously didn't. I thought Dallas trusted me enough to let me go. But obviously he didn't, and I couldn't even blame him.

Colin released a long breath, laying back onto the dark floor. "Just one day." He held up a finger. "I just want one day where I don't almost die. Is that too much to ask?"

I found myself laughing as I sat on the floor next to him, laying on his chest, listening to the heartbeat I expected Vampires not to have. "I think it might be. Try something smaller... like a unicorn!"

He nodded, brushing a piece of my hair behind my ear. "Hell yeah, give me a unicorn."

I chuckled, brushing his hair back with my fingers.

Could I keep this a secret for all eternity? Probably not. But would I go to the extremes to keep this for all eternity? Hell yeah, give me an eternity.