An Unlucky Fate

Prince Jamison Alaric Alexander The last thing I remember was falling asleep on the couch after drinking half a bottle of blood whiskey with my mother after the funeral. When I woke up I was in a strange place, I woke up in a small bed, the sheets stained with years of wear and tear. The room was smaller than my closet at home. There was a letter with my name on it, on the bedside table next to a glass of blood and a few tablets next to it. I opened the letter and frowned at my mother's hand writing. "I know you must be confused right now, from now on you will be known as James you must never speak your birth name or tell anyone who you are. Zane and Jacob will protect you in ways I can't. After the assassination of your father I can't stand to loose you or your sisters. You've all been placed under protection of royal guards in the werewolf community. Unlike the vampires they haven't been found out by humans. You'll be safe, you can let them know anything you need. Zane will answer any questions you have. I love you son but this is for your own good ~Mom" I groaned kicking the bed frame "You have got to be f*****g kidding me!" I shouted before punching a wall ,my eyes turning red as I snarled and continued my rampage on the wall. The door swung open revealing a cute blonde with bright green eyes. "James, the wall isn't going to give way if you think you can break out of here, it's built to keep even an angry royal wolf in" he said. I snarled at him pointing a finger "Who the f**k are you". He sighed tossing me a rolled joint "smoke some of that and chill out would you. I'm Jacob, your mother put you under my brother's protection." He explained before pointing to the glass and meds "your mother said to give you those when you woke up and something about a possible hangover. After you finish it I'll show you around. You're not to leave the house under any circumstance." He said before leaving the room. Great just great unfamiliar place and new people this is just f*****g lovely. I mutter to myself as I throw back the blood and painkillers I look through the room finding none of my things. Not even the teddy bear I got for my 5th birthday from my grandmother. I shove the joint in my pocket and walk out of the room noting how small the house was compared to my castle home. “Oh good you’re up. I’m Zane, You met Jake, Our sister Claire is at work but she’ll be home soon. Did you read the letter your mom left?” He asked and I groaned holding it up. He nodded before starting the tour. The whole house could fit inside my bedroom at home. So cramped and trashed. There was trash scattered all over with dishes and trash overflowing the kitchen. It made me want to puke at the sight of it. I noticed varius ash trays laid out across the rooms and hoped someone had cigarettes. I definitely needed a smoke after being in this s**t hole I thought. I didn't want to touch anything. It was so bad. Surely they knew how to clean properly if not I might scream or worse, kill one of them. “Why is it so.......Dirty” I say, my voice showing my disgust at the place. Jacob chuckles from behind me “You think this is bad? This is after 3 days of cleaning before you got here.” he said making my eyes widen. It was WORSE than this?! How could anyone stand to live like this. “I’ve seen pig pens cleaner than this” I said venum in my words. The guy frowned looking down. It was obvious he was the one who'd been cleaning by his reaction. I sighed while eyeing him. On closer inspection he looked thin, extremely pale his eyes may be vibrant in color but they looked almost dull and lifeless. I couldn't tell if my reaction was the cause or if he had something else bothering him as well. I hear a sniffle and realize he's about to cry and my eyes widen. I step towards him and he takes a step back, fear radiating off him. I take a calming breath and grab his chin lifting his eyes to meet mine. “I’m sorry, you must have worked hard to clean....I didn’t mean to take my frustration at this situation out on you” There was a tingle through my whole body when I touched him and I could tell her felt it too. Everyone must think I’m a spoiled brat I thought. He didn't say anything just nodded and went back to his room and shut the door. He had seemed so confident when he came into the room I was in until I showed my disgust for the place, I could tell someone had hurt him bad. I looked to Zane who was now scowling at me for upsetting his younger brother. “I didn’t mean to upset anyone.......I’m not really used to.....clutter.......Living in a place where EVERYONE has OCD and compulsively cleans everything is much different then this...” I said with a sigh. He didn’t say anything as I retreated back to the room I woke up in. unsure of how any of this would work. I wanted to go home.