Trueheart

Lace watched the party from his position on the stair, he wondered how they could look so happy in each other’s company, dancing, even talking to each other.
Now there’s one thing you have to understand about our Lace, he avoids contact with anyone except the ones closest to him, why this is nobody knows but as most twelve year olds he's coming close to the age where he is starting to crave contact with someone be it physical or emotional, as our lace watched the dancers below he felt that pull of desire to interact with someone.
As this craving traveled through his body his eyes connected with someone who he'd been having strange dreams about lately, dreams that rather confused him. When he realized he was still staring he lowered his eyes ashamed of himself.
For you see the one Lace dreamed about was the most famous of the three purebred werewolf princes, the legendary Trick Tremaine. Not only was Trick royalty but he was Lace's half - brother, the only one out his three half-brothers that paid him any attention and how did he repay his brothers kindness by having these strange incestuous dreams about him that’s how, and even if they weren't related he would still be out of tricks league as he as nothing but a illegitimate cross-breed.
Unknown to Lace, at this moment his cousin and secret obsession was making his towards the innocent beauty on the stairs,
'' shouldn’t you be in bed little one?''
Trick asked as he sat beside Lace on the stairs,
'' oh, um ... yes, but I couldn't sleep with all the excitement i could feel coming from down here.''
He mumbled as he tried to hide his face away by his long white hair hoping that Trick wouldn’t notice the blush that swept across his cheeks at the attention he was having from his brother.
'' Ahh, your empathic powers must be getting stronger then little one, to feel all the emotion from the other side of the house, it must make it hard to sleep mmm?" He questioned as he pulled Laces face up so he could look into his eyes, '' would you like me to take you to bed little lacey and make sure you fall asleep?''
As Lace stared into Trick's eyes he felt like he was drugged not that his twelve year old body knows exactly what being drugged felt like, but if he had to guess the feeling he got from looking into Tricks eyes would have the same feeling.
Before Lace could answer Trick in the affirmative, Evangeline appeared before them taking Lace back to reality as he hide his face away again as his stepmother started talking to her son,
'' Darling you are needed, i believe there are a few charming females waiting for you to ask them to dance.''
'' But as you can see Mother i'm busy right now with Lacey.'' Trick snarled at his mother but she took no notice.
''Oh don't worry about lace, I’ll take care of him.'' She smiled falsely as she held her hand out to Lace, Lace smiled put his hand in hers and followed her up the stairs, Trick watched from the bottom wanting to keep Lace with him but could find no excuse to.
Lace looked back once he reached the top, to the annoyance of his stepmother, to find Trick still watching him, their eyes connected and Trick winked at the innocent Lace before disappearing into the crowd.
Lace jerked suddenly as he felt his stepmothers fingernails digging into his hand, affectively regaining his attention, '' come along Lace, bad little boys like you don't deserve to be in a lavish party like the one downstairs.'' She said sweetly to him, but as Lace looked into her eyes he could see the evil in them that only appeared when she looked at him.
''Yes Ma’m,'' he said demurely as he followed her to his room.
As soon as they got inside, behind the closed door, she smacked him hard across the face.
''How dare you even look at one of my sons you dirty little cross-breed bastard, you don't even deserve to be alive, you should have died with your slut of a mother,'' she raged at him as lace stayed where he had landed not daring to look at her, as the raged women vented all her anger and disappointment out on her young step-son, who she blamed for everything bad that has happened in her life.
As the door slammed behind his step-mother, Lace picked himself up from the floor and into the bathroom, he felt underneath the sink to the razors he'd taped under there.
He sat with his back against the bath; he rolled up his sleeve and proceeded to re-open the scars on his forearm. As the blood rolled down his arm onto the tiled floor, tears clouded his eyes as he thought about everything Evangeline had said, '' maybe she's right,'' he thought, '' maybe their lives will be better without me in it.'' Lace yawned as he started to get sleepy from the loss of blood and lay down on the bathroom floor and promptly fell asleep.
When Lace woke up, it was dark and he could no longer feel or hear anything from downstairs. He looked at the small pool of blood beside him, and gasped, shocked as he always was about what he does. He looked towards the towel rack hoping to clean the mess up, but his vision wavered, so much that he had to lay back down.
This is how Trick found him, after helping clean up after the party, he wanted to check on Lace, after Evangeline took him to bed he got worried how long his mother spend locked in a room with Lace, but he ever expected to find him laying in his own blood on the bathroom floor.
‘‘Lace what the fuck have you done?’’ he questioned as he kneeled down before the bleeding boy. At Trick’s voice Lace slowly opened his eyes to look at his brother, ‘‘Tricky?’’ he whispered too weak to speak any louder.
Trick let a tear escape as he realized Lace was awake, and laid his forehead against his brothers, ‘‘Jesus, Lacey you scared me shitless, when I walked in I thought you were dead,’’
Lace on hearing this slowly wrapped his arms around Tricks neck, ‘‘ don’t worry Tricky, I just need to have something to eat, I’ll be better then,’’ Lace said with a twelve year olds confidence. Trick chuckled at this, ‘’ Lace sorry to disappoint you but you are going to need more that something to eat,’’ as he said this he picked up Laces arm, which was still bleeding slowly, ‘’ you need a doctor, Lace.’’
Lace started to panic. ‘’No! You can’t, the doctor will tell Dad, and he can’t find out about this.’’ He said as he tried to get Trick to let him up.
‘’Sorry little one, but there’s no other way, you have to see a doctor,’’ Trick mumbled between kisses that he knew would calm the boy down, ‘’and anyway the old man isn’t that bad, if anything he’ll probably spoil you rotten till you’re arm is healed.’’
Lace started purring at kisses he was receiving, which made Trick laugh, ‘’ come on little one lets get off this bloody floor,’’ Lace cuddled in to his brother as he carried him to the bed, where he was promptly tucked in.
Lace watched as his brother called for a car from the intercom that was a feature in every room in the big house belonging to their father.
‘’The car should be ready in twenty minutes, so lets clean you up as best as we can in the meantime,’’ Trick said before disappearing into the bathroom before heading to the bed where Lace lay and without notice picking Lace up again, which caused a surprised, squeal to come out of him, only for another squeal to come out of him as he was promptly placed on his brothers lap.
Lace blushed and hid using his hair as a shield, but he didn’t hid quick enough as Trick smirked at his little one’s blush, but decided to take pity on the boy and didn’t say anything, instead he started to clean his brothers arm before putting a bandage on, ‘’ hey the bleedings stopped this mean I don’t have to go to the doctor right?” Lace said looking up appealing to his older brother, ‘’ sorry angel, you still need to see a doctor, I don’t want you to do this ever again and to help you stop the doctors going to have to help.’’
Tears threatened to fall as he heard this, ‘’fine!’’ he said angry at his brother for the first time in his life, because he was making him go.