Alone

Alexia's POV I zoned out of my best friends' rambling about everything that was happening at school. I knew they weren't really counting on me listening, and if they actually had something important to say I would always listen and be there for them. Even though they are both human, they know my secret, and I trust them with my life. Literally. If they told anyone, either they would be labeled crazy, people would come after me -wouldn't be the first time-, or it would get back to my father. I shivered at the thought of my father, and I mentally scolded myself for thinking about him.  "Lexi, are you okay?"  I smiled halfheartedly at my friends worried face," Yeah Liv, I'm fine."  I squeezed her hand, and looked between the two people I loved most in the world. Just then, the doorbell rang, and I jumped up and went to answer the door thinking it was the pizza I had ordered.  "Just wait one second, I'll get you the money." I said without looking up.  I heard a chuckle and a deep voice said, "That's not necessary unless of course you wanted to have some fun." I couldn't hold back the squeal when I realized who it was. "Lukey! Oh my god, I thought you were dead." "Yeah, our dad let me go." "He's not my father, not anymore. And Damien isn't merciful, so what is he making you do?" His response was silence. "What does he want, Luca?" Just then, we were interrupted by Liv. "Did you get the pizza? I'm starving."  When Liv saw Luca she began eye-raping him, "Although, I think I'm hungry for something else right about now." f**k my life. If Luca new she was talking about him he obviously didn't show it. She sent me a dirty look, mouthed, 'Introduce me'. "Luca, meet Liv." He mumbled out a hello, and her smile widened as if she had just won a million dollars. Well, this is awkward. "Hey." I saw her pull out her phone, and ten seconds later I felt my phone vibrate. I pulled it out and looked at the message. [Liv: Who's the hottie? An ex-boyfriend or something? And is he single?] I rolled my eyes. [Me: Eww, no. that's my brother. I think so, but I'm not sure.] "Hey. You there Sunny?" I cringed at the nickname he'd given me. I hated it. He laughed, and I glared at him. "Who the f**k is Sunny? Who the f**k are you, and why the f**k are you in my dorm?" Harper. You just gotta love her.  He looked at her like he looked at food, and he loves food. "Err- uh. I'm uh her uh" He stuttered out, pointing at me. I snickered while he glared at me. "He's my brother, Harper. Now calm that fiery ass down. Meet Luca." "Oh, in that case, it's nice to meet you."   She said a huge smile spreading across her face. She stepped forward and pushed away his outstretched hand and pulled him into a hug. He was tense for a few seconds but then relaxed into her hug. When they didn't pull away it started to feel awkward being there so I cleared my throat. And I was met by a sigh from Liv, a glare from Luca, and a blushing Harper. "So now that you've all met, we need to talk." Luca was sending me fearful glances, "and before you ask they already know everything."  "Why the hell would you tell them, Sunny?" I looked between the girls, and answered honestly, "Because if someone is in danger from my presence I think they deserve to know about it." I heard the doorbell ring, "Now should we discuss this over food so we're all more agreeable?"  He slowly nodded, and I went to retrieve the pizzas.  I bit into the pizza to calm my nerves, enjoying the taste, "So what did Damien say?" With my mouth full. "He knows where you are, and he's coming for you." Suddenly I lost my appetite, and I stood up so abruptly that my chair fell. I turned and ran to my room, fiercely trying to stop the tears that brimmed my eyes. I slammed the door, and fell to the floor, sobbing. I heard a soft knock at the door, and Luca's voice, "Sunny, are you okay?"  Then he looked at my face, "Sorry, terrible question." I let out a humorless chuckle, "We won't let him take you again, I promise." "You can't stop him, no one can. He's too strong. My best chance at survival is to turn myself over to him now." I jumped up, "Or we can kill him."   "You can't kill him he's too strong. No one and nothing can kill a god. If anything could kill him I would've heard about it." "Yeah, I bet you would've, considering he's been holding you prisoner for years." I grabbed my keys. "Where are you going?" "A few months ago I ran into a witch, I'm going to ask him if he knows anything," I said shrugging and flashing the signature smirk that I had gotten from my father. I may not be as bad as my father, but I'm nowhere close to innocent. He sighed heavily, "I better go with you. I don't want you to kill him." I rolled my eyes, he was the goody-two-shoes of the family, he had gotten it from his mother. I wasn't surprised when I found out he had killed her. The way I see it, it's kill or be killed. Better you die than I, but not him. Healing was one of his powers, which is funny considering his father is the god of death. He has remorse and compassion. Like b***h please, who has time for s**t like that. I got into my Mercedes-Benz and waited for my brother.