The Royal Home

Later that week, Sunday afternoon, Helena, Heather and Dronnicka got into a heated argument. They were accusing Helena trying to get rid of her younger brother. They didn't accept her thoughts nor her feelings. They just want her siblings, but never her. After the argument, Helena ran upstairs to her bedroom quickly packing her things. She flung drawers open and yanked clothes off hangers. Helena heard her father's footsteps coming down the hallway to her room. He entered her room to apologize. She has had enough. She was not going to give her father another chance to accuse her of anything else. "I'm leaving! I have had enough! None of you care about me. I don't want to live with any of you. Especially when I'm not loved." Dronnicka stood in total shock. He never stopped to think what they all were doing to her. None of them realized they treated her like she was not important. And treated her siblings a lot better than her. "Where will you go? What are you going to do for food and all your needs? I'm very sor-" Helena didn't want to hear it. She just wanted to get out of there. No one in the household knew about her being in love with Brixton. They were unaware of this. It was a long way from the mansion to the castle. Luckily Brixton was already out with his father gathering groceries. Helena walked down the street to the grocery store where Brixton and his father were. She had tears and mascara running down her beautiful face. Immediately Brixton noticed her tear filled eyes. "Brixton, I, I need a place to live for a while. At least for a few days. Is there any possibility I can catch a ride with you and go to your home? Please? I'd really appreciate it if I could." Brixton started to say yes. But his father was close by listening to their conversation. He broke into the conversation yelling at both of them. "No! It is forbidden! You are a vampire. We are werewolves! So No, you are not allowed to come over to my home! Never! Go back to wherever you live and stay the hell away from my family. You hear?!" Once home, Brixton was beaten near death by his entire family, the males. After the beating, Brixton was picked up and thrown down the stairs. He had it way worse at home more so than Helena ever had. Brixton began whimpering from the pain from the horrible beating. It was by far the worst beating he ever experienced yet in his life. Later that night Brixton was allowed back in the castle. Instead of his bedroom he was forced to sleep on the floor in his parent's bedroom without a blanket or pillow. They chained him to the floor so he couldn't runaway in the middle of the night. Five weeks Brixton had to sleep chained up. The last time he was chained, was going to be, he and his father got into a fist fight of course poor Brixton was badly injured. He had enough of the abuse. Brixton was not going to be abused anymore. So Brixton ran away. He went searching for Helena. When he finally found his love they both decided to leave this place behind and never look back. Brixton and Helena had no money to travel so they had to hop on the train like hobos did back in the day. In the boxcar they were in Helena took care of Brixton's wounds. They wanted to travel to a different country. Europe, England. England was were Brixton had always wanted to live. Brixton had to lie about his age so he was able to get a job to support him and Helena. And for them to travel. He could not tell anyone who he really was. Brixton's parents were looking for him. Helena's parents were looking for her as well. They had no clue where their children were heading. All they did know was that their love was forbidden by their parents. That's all anyone knew. In fact, their parents had never really cared about them until they found out about the two love birds.