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Chapter 55

During second block the next day I spent most of the period picking Evie's brain. I was asking about Indra. Thankfully he excused himself to go to the bathroom, so I could ask Evie without worrying he'd hear.

I looked around before looking at Evie, "hey," I whispered. "How old do you think Indra is?"

"I don't know." She started. "He never told me. I never asked either; I wanted to be polite and part of me didn't really want to know."

"But he does look on the young side, although sometimes it looks like he's older." She finished. Does that mean Indra died young? Or did he even die? Can someone still be alive to be turned into a vampire?

"Okay then...So you know how he asked to go to the bathroom? If he's like, dead or something how does he still have normal bodily functions?" I questioned. "Because he's warm! And that's odd."

Evie nodded, "I asked him about that! He wouldn't answer me and just brushed me off."

"Same! What is up with that?"

We sighed, "men."

I fucking hate Wednesdays. It seems like they just go on and on and on.

At the end of the day I waited by the door leading into the building.

"Hello Nick." I said. He stopped walking and moved in front of me. He had a large purple bruise on the edge of his jaw.

"What do you want?" He held onto the straps of his backpack tightly.

"You, me, and Indra. We're going somewhere tomorrow after school." I said bluntly.

He made a face at me. "I'm not going anywhere with you."

Nick started to leave.

I dove in front of him, "okay, okay, I know you hate me." He stopped.

"And you're mad that I punched you -- and I am sorry about that -- but right now I'm here to help you."

"Help me?" Nick asked.

"With your...problem. Your drinking, I mean. And the problem with your Dad."

"I don't have a problem. And what goes on with me and my Dad is none of your business."

"Nick, you made it my business when you showed up at our doorstep once again."

He tried to deny it, but stopped. Guess he agreed deep down.

"We really have no reason to hate each other -- other than the drinking -- I hate to admit it, but we're alike in some ways. And because of those "some ways" I believe I can help you." I said.

"Where are we going?" Nick asked. Straight to the point.

"To an AA meeting." I grinned.

Nick frowned, "you wanna lower your voice?"

"Sorry." I squeaked.

Well, I told him. I can leave now.

I pointed to the student parking lot. "Meet me at the parking lot tomorrow."

"Fine."

I left and scurried to the parking lot. Indra sat on the hood of the car waiting for me.

"How did it go?" He asked.

"He agreed to go." I answered.

"You look like you have a problem. What's wrong?" Indra asked. Ever the little detective.

"I realized I'd have to sit in the meeting with him to make sure he doesn't sneak out." I said.

Indra nodded his head. "It'd be good if you did. So he won't be alone and feeling as if he has no support."

"Of course. You're right." I said, annoyed. Indra got off the hood. "You ready to go?"

"Yes."

When we walked into the condo I laughed to myself.

"Meet me in the parking lot, bitch!" I giggled. I was thoroughly amused by my initiative.

Indra shrugged his shoulders and walked around me, heading to the kitchen counter.

"Boyfriend!" I called. I wanted to bug him. And ask him questions.

Indra turned around with a scowl on his face.

"What is it? Are you mad?" I asked.

"What? No." Indra answered. His scowl went away.

"Oh. So resting-bitch-face." I looked to the side, "or would it be resting-dick-face?" I questioned. Genuinely curious.

Indra tilted his head. I think I'm confusing him.

"I want to ask you something."

"Okay." Indra said.

I started to fiddle with my fingers. "So you know how in media turning into a vampire is done by being bitten or drinking a vampire's blood?"

Indra looked off to the side. "I think?" He looked at me with a confused expression.

"You know; they bite a human and the human dies and comes back a vampire or they drink vampire blood and they die and come back." I explained. Indra leaned back slightly.

"Okay I'm asking if you need to be dead to turn into a vampire."

Indra took that completely the wrong way. "Are you asking me to turn you into a vampire?" He was certainly excited.

"No no no!" I waved my hands. "I'm asking about you. Were you still alive when you were turned into a vampire or did you die?"

There was a long silence. Even the cats froze. I swear, Callie looked at Delilah like "girrrrl something's about to go down."

Indra looked away slightly.

"I wish Dee was here to just show you and get it over with." He whispered to himself.

"What? Who?" I asked. He looked at me.

"Nothing."

Indra stepped closer to me.

"It's no lie people are twisted, crazy. Even back then." He said.

"What are you saying? Why won't you just tell me? Why do you always move around the topic?" I questioned.

"Luc," he pressed his finger into the side of my head, "think."

I rubbed my head when he moved his finger, "ow." I whimpered.

"Could you...handle it?" Indra asked.

"Oh you have no idea what I can handle." I sassed. Indra nodded in a skeptical manner.

He reached up and wrapped his hands around his scarf and began to unwrap it.

"What's under that scarf?" I thought. What could it be? Something scary? A tattoo?? No.

Once the scarf was loosened he began to pull it down. I couldn't take my eye off him.

Someone was pounding on the door. I jumped and turned around. Shit, is it the cops? I went to the door.

"Who is it?" I deepened my voice.

"LUC BENSON!"

I ducked down, "oh shit." I whispered. My Mom. She sounds pissed. I turned around to Indra.

"What?!" I stood up. He was gone and the window was open. That bastard ran out the damn window!

Mom banged on the door again.

I opened the door. "Mom!" I said as innocent as can be.

She fussed left and right. "Don't "Mom" me! Tell me why I got home after a 72 hour shift and my husband tells me my son is living with his boyfriend because he ran away after punching our nephew!"

"How silly can you be? I know Nick being here bothers you, but there is nothing we can do."

I refrained from saying anything.

"Go pack your things. You're coming home right now!"

I ran over to the couch and grabbed my folded clothes and stuffed them in my bag. I ran into the bathroom and grabbed my toothbrush and toothpaste. I kept my pills in my bag so I didn't have to worry about leaving them.

"Okay, ready." I said.

Indra:

My legs dangled over the ledge of the roof as I sat on it. I looked down onto the street and sidewalk.

"I already talked to Nick." I heard Luc's voice. A sweet drug. "We're fine!" He said to Dr. Benson.

They walked to her car.

"Why can't I just stay here?" He asked.

"You don't need to stay here. You're going home. End of discussion." Dr. Benson said.

I touched my throat, grabbed it.

My throat is...! It's fine...It's fine. I'm fine...I'm...fine...

I grabbed the end of my scarf and pulled it from my shoulders. I tossed it over the ledge and watched it fall. I leaned back and fell onto the roof and hid behind the ledge.

"What the?" Dr. Benson questioned.

"It's Indra's scarf." Luc stated.

"Where did it come from?" She asked.

There was a pause.

"Get in the car." She ordered.

I exhaled shakily. Flashes...

I'm fine. I'm fine. I'm fine. I'm fine. I'm fine. I'm fine. I'm fine. I'm fine.

Luc:

God damn it.

I put my bag down and unpacked my clothes. I held Indra's scarf in my hands. Why did he drop this?

It was my favorite scarf of his. I liked the color. It was dark blue-gray. It reminded me of his eyes. I put the scarf on my shoulders. Smells like him too - a fact I almost squealed at. I'll give it back to him at school tomorrow.

I took the ends of the scarf in my hands. "What does this hide?" I thought.

"People are twisted," Indra's voice repeated in my head.

Did something bad happen? What?

My door opened and Mom walked in.

"Luc, I know you're probably angry at me for dragging you away from Indra, but you need to start facing your problems head on. Not running away." She said.

I let go of the scarf and turned to her. "I already told you, Nick and I spoke."

Mom crossed her arms. "Define spoke."

"Brian can tell you. He knows what my plans are." I told her.

"I'm not asking Brian, I'm asking you." She stated. "What are you planning?"

"I'm just taking Nick to an AA meeting." I said.

"How are you getting there?"

"Indra." I answered. "He's the one who told me to help Nick."

"When are you guys going?" She asked.

"After school tomorrow."

"How long will you be gone?"

"A couple hours."

Mom nodded approvingly, "alright. Stay safe."

She left and closed the door behind her. I sighed and laid on my bed. I held Indra's scarf to my cheek and snuggled against it.

The next day at school I waited by the door to the student parking lot waiting for Indra. I wore his scarf wrapped around my neck so I wouldn't forget to give it back to him. It was so warm and cozy. I almost didn't want to part with it.

Time passed and it was 7:13. Indra never came. I hung my head.

"I guess he's not coming." I said sadly to myself.

I hurried to class.

I sat down beside Evie. "Indra gave you his scarf?"

"Yes- no. Well, yes?" I said.

"Wow." She muttered.

"I think I may have upset him." I blurted out.

"How so?" Evie asked.

I guess he really hates being asked about vampire stuff. Perhaps I'm not the only one with traumatic past...

"I was badgering him with questions." I squeaked.

"What did you say to him?"

"I basically asked him if he died to become a vampire." I whispered. "What's wrong with me? I know he shuts down when I ask questions."

I huffed. "Bad Luc."

"It's okay to be curious." Evie said. "I just don't think Indra is the best person to ask."

I cocked my head to the side. "Well...who else could I ask?"

Evie hunched her shoulders.

"Maybe you should ask him what he's comfortable with sharing." Evie then said.

I pointed and nodded my head, "you're right." I threw my arms around her and hugged her. "You're a genius."

"I'm kind of surprised you didn't think of that yourself." She spoke. I let go of her.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"Well, if he was traumatized by something in his past I would think you'd understand, given your own trauma."

"But Indra hides his feelings a lot. I can never tell what he's thinking." I looked away briefly.

"So did you."

I sat and thought about that for a second. I then nodded my head.

The whole day was boring and unromantic without Indra.

"Can you take me and Nick to Indra's?" I asked Evie towards the end of fourth block.

She looked at me. "I don't even know Nick."

"I know, I just need you to drop us off so we can go to the AA meeting. Please Evie."

"Just go talk to him a little." I said. She hunched her shoulders and got up and headed over to Nick.

"Hmph." I grunted.

"I think you should get one of those hand tattoos. The henna thing. It'd look good on you." Nick said to Evie as we left the building.

"I've done it a few times before. Guess it's a good time to do it again." Evie said rubbing her arm.

"I made a big mistake." I said as I watched the two. Nick was flirting left and right with Evie.

"Hey, you two! Focus. We need to hurry and get to Indra's."

The two went to the car. I followed them. We hurried to Indra's.

"Thanks Evie." I said as I began to get out the car. "Nick, come on."

"Wait here." I told him when we got into the lobby.

He threw his hands up as I ran to the elevator.

I knocked on Indra's door and waited. It never opened so I took a chance and turned the knob. The door opened.

I walked into the condo and saw Indra pacing back and forth in front of his bedroom. He held his hand to his chin and used his other arm as an arm rest. I looked around. The cats were pretty far away from him.

"Indra?"

He stopped abruptly and turned to me.

"Are you okay?" I asked.

"I'm fine. What's going on?" He asked quickly.

I pushed the door closed and walked closer to him, "you weren't at school today."

"Did you not come, and are you pacing because of what I asked you yesterday?" I asked him quietly.

Indra lowered his head. "Yes."

"Did something bad happen to you?" I asked.

"Yes." He said again.

I nodded. "Then I won't ask you about it. For right now."

I began to untie his scarf from my neck, "I came to give this back." I held it out to him.

He took it from my hand and looked at it.

"Let's get going. We still need to take Nick to the meeting. Are you feeling up to it?"

Indra nodded. He outstretched the scarf and put it back on my shoulders. "Keep it. I know it's your favorite, and it is Autumn after all. Wouldn't want you to get sick." He spoke softly.

"Aw." I cooed.

"Come on." I said. I took his hand and we left. I don't know; it kind of seemed like he needed support today. He just seemed so out of it.

When we were leaving the meeting Nick spoke to me. "I don't feel any different."

"Don't start that. It's going to take more than one visit." I said.

"Let's hurry to the car. Indra's been waiting long enough." I said. He decided to stay in the car.

When we got in the car Nick leaned forward in between the two of us, "didn't you leave Luc in the hospital that one time?"

Indra slowly turned and looked down at Nick.

"Leave it alone, Nick." I ordered. He sat back. Indra looked away and started the car.

I sighed when we got home. Nick hopped out the car and rushed inside.

I turned to Indra. "So you gonna tell me what's wrong with you?"

He just stared ahead blankly.

I pressed my lips together. "Okay. I'll see you tomorrow. Maybe." I opened the door. Indra reached across me and closed the door.

I looked at him wide-eyed. "Should I be afraid?"

"No." Indra said softly. I stared at him for a second.

"You want to tell me something, but you're too scared to, aren't you?" I asked.

"Yes." Indra said.

"Luc, I'd never hurt you. You know that right?" I nodded to myself.

"People can become a vampire while still being alive. It's rare...but it happens." Indra said.

"I'm...not one of the rare ones." He said.

"What happened?"

"...when evil-doers want something, they can justify the means to each other, to themselves."

"Who we were, never mattered."

"We?" I asked quietly.

Indra looked at me. "You should go inside."

I sighed. He's done. I opened the door and got out.

"Hey Luc. How did it go?" Brian asked when I got inside.

"Fine." I answered.

"Luc!" Alexandria called. "Play with me! Play with me!"

I did what she asked. We played for the rest of the day.

At night I woke up out of the blue. When I became aware of my surroundings, I was standing on water. It was dark and light fog hovered above the water. I looked around until I heard a voice.

"Many settlements are built upon the bones of the past." I turned around. I was all alone, but that was Indra's voice. Is he doing all this with his powers?

"And sometimes, we never wonder what they once were." He appeared and walked past me with his hands behind his back.

When I saw him again he was sitting on the water with his leg under him and his arm propped up on his knee.

"But other times, remnants of the past linger longer than they should."

The ground shook, forcing me to fall to my hands and knees. I saw a reflection in the water; it wasn't mine.

There was a church, the outside of it. It was beautiful. What's the story about this church? Was Indra super religious?

"It was anything but beautiful." Indra's voice said.

I was starting to get scared. What is all of this?

The next second I was standing, and Indra was right in front of me.

"Don't worry." He spoke almost creepily. He put his hand on my chest. "We're in my head. We couldn't hurt each other even if we wanted to."

I cried out when he pushed me. I fell. I fell a long way.

I landed deep into the water. I couldn't move. I could still breathe. I only saw moving pictures, memories. It seemed like I went into one, or was forced to watch it.

I saw Indra. He looked the same as he is now. He carried a large sack of wood on his back. He opened a frail wooden door to a tiny shack. It was a home -- his home. There was a small table and chairs in one corner, a very old oven just opposite of that, then two small beds at least two feet from the first room, and then a small fireplace in between the oven and one of the beds.

Indra sat on his knees in front of the fireplace and took the sack from his back. He wore white clothing and no shoes. He had scratches on his feet.

He took out some wood and put it in the fire place and used rocks to start a fire.

A woman's voice called. Indra ran out of the house and everything turned black.

A hand grabbed my elbow and I was being pulled through the water. I came out from under the water and held onto the floor. I pulled myself up and crawled onto whatever I was standing on earlier. What was the point of showing me that? What's the point of showing me any of this?

I stood up. Indra appeared in front of me.

"Believe me Luc. You don't want to know what happened to me. You're better off." He said.

I reached my hand to him. He breezed by me and started talking again.

"Some parts of history, are left out." He said.

I turned to him. He hand his back to me and his hands folded behind him.

He turned his head to me. "I will not speak to you about this again." He turned to me completely, "the next time we meet, I want it to be as your boyfriend."

"Your mind echoes with realities where you never lived as you did, mine did too." I looked away. Call me out why don't you. "But, Luc Benson, none of us would have met, if it had all been so different."

He disappeared and that world crumbled.

I gasped to myself and grunted loudly. I breathed heavily and started to sob. I curled up and held my blankets tightly.

I cried for a while, and I don't know why.

"We're in my head." Indra's voice said.

Maybe I'm...feeling his emotions? Maybe...

At school the next day I didn't know if I wanted to avoid Indra or be all over him. Well, I want to be all up on him. We have the dinner tonight and I feel like we haven't been all up on each other recently.

I wore his scarf again.

I waited at the door to the student parking lot for him. When he came in we looked at each other in silence for a few seconds. He then held out his hand. I put my hand in his and interlocked our fingers. We walked to class together in silence.

During class I stared at Indra dreamily.

His eyes moved to the corner. He'd seen me.

"You're pretty." I said.

Indra smiled. Oh good. He's here now. Not so spaced out.

"The dinner is tonight." I said.

"Yes." Indra smiled again.

He took my hand and kissed my fingers. "Tonight will be good."

I swooned.

"Are you ill?" Indra asked as he held my shoulders.

I then latched onto him and hugged him tightly.

"You're still super adorable, Indra Alehanson." I smiled brightly.

Indra and I talked heaps throughout the day. We were able to talk like everything was normal, not like he pulled me into his head last night. We laughed, we smiled.

"What's your favorite color?" I asked Indra.

He looked at me and laughed a little, "let's save that for date night." He smiled. I love his smile.

"It's okay, you'll be okay." I soothed Indra and rubbed his arms.

He sighed, "okay," he held on to my elbows. Someone's having a little anxiety. (For once it's not me.)

"Just go home, shower if need be- wait," I leaned in and lightly sniffed him. "You smell like cat poop a little."

"Yeahhh.... Alec had a little diarrhea."

I groaned in disgust. "Okay. Shower, put on something nice, but not overly nice, then come to the house." I told him.

"You have nothing to worry about." I stood on my toes and kissed him on the nose.

Later in the evening I was going on and on about precautions.

"Okay don't get all "doctor" on him; use small words and speak slowly or he won't understand and he'll get confused." I said to my parents.

"Brian, don't be mean or anything." I finished.

"We got it Luc." Brian groaned. Mom chuckled to herself.

She wore a nice dark blue pencil dress with thin straps. Brian wore a nice suit --minus the tie -- and a light blue buttoned collar shirt.

We're going to a nice restaurant!

The doorbell rang. A few seconds later we heard the door open.

"Oh...uh...hello." Indra's confused voice said.

"What is that?" We heard Alexandria's curious baby voice ask.

She's not supposed to be opening the door like that.

Mom groaned before hurrying down the steps in her heels, "Alexandria!"

Brian and I followed her.

She pulled Alexandria away from the door. "Why didn't you stop her?" She asked Nick. I stepped onto the porch with Indra.

He held a bouquet of flowers in one hand.

"What's with the flowers?" I asked Indra.

"Oh...you know, just..." He stammered. He just stayed quiet.

I cooed at put my hand over my awe-stricken heart, "you're so adorable."

Indra pressed his lips together.

"Just remember to stay calm." I said. "And breathe."

"Okay." He whispered.

Brian came out onto the the porch and looked Indra up and down.

"Do I need to get you an oxygen tank, Indra?" He joked. It was kind of hard to tell when Brian was joking unless you really knew him.

"Oh, no no. I'm fine. The atmosphere is treating me just fine." Indra rambled.

I rubbed the bridge of my nose slowly.

Mom came out. "These are for you." Indra said.

"Ooh! Peonies! My favorite."

Indra held them out to her. She happily accepted them, "thank you! I'll go put them in a vase!"

She ran back inside, "honey," Brian called. "I'll be just a second!" She called back.

"I'm going to the car." Brian announced. He walked off the porch.

I slid over to Indra and held his hand.

"Tonight'll be good." I smiled up at him. He looked down at me and smiled back.

"Yes."

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