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Wh-wha-WHAT?!
I didn't even know how to respond as I stared at him in disbelief and the mark slowly faded. He pulled away and studied it as if to confirm it wasn't there anymore. With a slight nod, he rose back up to see my open jaw look.
"Yo-you..." I couldn't speak the words.
"That will protect you. If there's a time you're in a jam and my little brother can't help you, just summon me. I'll most likely come. Depending on how I feel," He said with a shrug and turned around again.
He took two steps and paused. "You should go check on your friend upstairs. He's low on blood."
Oh shit! Theo!!!
"How do you know that?" I asked.
"Gave him a few packs of blood two days ago. For vampire friends, those guys don't even check on him, yet I'm called evil. Stupid," he grumbled under his breath.
"Odion..."
"Bye, my Queen," he said casually, and before I could say anything more, he was gone.
"What just happened..." I whispered.
It was like I just saw a completely different person, leaving me wondering who was really who?
Theo’s Insecurities
"Theo?" I whispered, peeking into the dark room.
No response was given, but I knew someone was here just by my instincts. I moved inside, closed the door quietly, and raised the bedroom light just enough to be able to see that it was a cluttered mess.
Clothes scattered around everywhere, books toppled over on the bed so that it looked like a table for books, and my gaze lingered on the empty blood packets on the dresser next to the door.
I frowned and immediately searched harder to try to find Theo.
No one came to check on him? What kind of sick place is this?
The idea that Odion, who was supposedly our enemy, brought him blood packs, was still sinking in, and I didn't understand which side he was on.
Is he really being controlled by the Darkness? That side of him...was from the person we confronted during our exam.
"Theo," I said a bit louder and noticed the lump in the corner. I titled my head, seeing slight movement.
"Theo," I repeated, and it moved again, making me sigh in relief as I made my way over to him.
He was huddled in what looked like a fuzzy grey blanket, and I knelt down in front of it and slowly stroked what I hoped was his head.
"Theo? It's me, Celestia."
He was silent, but he moved the blanket slightly until a pair of glowing red eyes met mine. "Theo? Shit, what's wrong? Are you hungry? I mean for blood not food?" I questioned.
He stared at me with a painful expression and looked away.
"Go away, Celestia. I don't want...to hurt...you," He slowly replied; the slur in his voice made me realize it was a lot worse than I thought.
"Theo, when was the last time you fed?"
"Two...days."
Does he normally feed that often? He wasn't taking his blood tablets every day from what I remembered. What switched?
