TheClosetKidnapper

Preston I look out at the city and think as well, "My Uncle and Aunt. They shouldn't care much."

Preston I nod back and glance at the apartments, "Let's go somewhere before the sun rises. Away from my parents."

Preston I nod, "I know. That's like asking a drug addict to just stop taking the chemical they're addicted to. It doesn't work. I can help you though. A little ...

Preston I sigh, studying her, "You don't have to leave. You just have to promise to avoid feeding off the innocent. I could help you ween off of it until ...

Preston "Jules," I call out, catching up. "Wait."

Preston I glare at my mother before chasing after Juliet, ignoring my father completely.

Preston I stand and pry my way between my mother's grip and Juliet, "I asked her to stay. Things will be controlled."

Preston I glance back at them, "Um... you may not have noticed, but for the past twenty years, I've been living two floors above yours."

Preston I look blankly at my parents, pretty good at being void of any expression, before glancing at Juliet when she snaps at my mother.

Preston I sit up as well and open my eyes, listening.

Preston I smile back and keep my arms around her, sighing.

Preston I rest my eyes as well and sigh.

Preston I smile lightly and keep my arms around her, moving one to rest upon hers.

Preston I flash a smile back and sigh, looking at the ceiling.

Chance I kiss the top of her head and close my eyes again.