As we left the hospital, pap's were everywhere! "VIOLET! What happened?!? Is Harlet over?! Why did you pass out?" they all shouted at me. Am I famous or something?! Fucking god, I don't even know who I am! AND WHO THE HELL IS HARLET?! The name Harlet disgusts me, I cringe my nose as I hear it over and over as we enter the car, "WHERE'S HARRY?!" is the last question I hear before Amanda closes the door then look's at me with a horrified look. HARRY?! WHO THE HELL IS THIS HARRY?!? I FEEL PISSED OFF! My breathing quickens and my vision darkens. I'm trying to calm myself down, but I feel more enraged. "Oh fuckfuckfuck! GET US BACK TO THE SHIP NOW!" Amanda shout's and the driver slam's on the gas. I pull my hood over my head as far down as I could as I felt hell rip through my gum, and my throat burning like a fire, I covered my fang's with my hand and smelt blood.

My vision turned into a light shade of red. The scent of blood was discussing me though, my throat was becoming dry and I gulped down a bottle of water quickly. It didn't do much, but made my hunger increase even more, then before I knew it, I felt like I was drunk. My fang's retracted, breathing became normal, and my sight brightened once again, "w-why do I have a h-headache *hiccup's*? I feel drunk! *giggle's*" I slurred throwing my arm's in the air laughing like a lunatic. "Oh fuck, Har- I mean her lover is drunk", Amanda corrected her self. I looked at Liam and slurred while laughing like a hyena, "I know you from somewhere! You look like me! *giggle's* Are you myyy BROOOTTTHHHHEEERRR and what is with that Harlet shit?!" and then I pass out.

Louis' P.O.V.

"I know you from somewhere! You look like me! *giggle's* Are you myyy BROOOTTTHHHHEEERRR and what is with that Harlet shit?!" Vee passes out on Liam's lap. We all look at Amanda, who we've only know for like an hour, and she basically knows everything about us. "What? Don't look at me! It's Harry's fault she's like that!" she put's her hand's up in defense. "How do you know everything about us?" Eleanor asks, "I'm Victoria's guardian. Well, more like her mother. I just know what she knows." she shrug's. "Wait, how old are you? You look really young to be a mother. And I thought Liam's mom gave birth to her!", Danielle state's. By now we are completely confused, all we know is that Violet has two mother's!

"It's really complicated, but I'll try and explain as best I could", she say's as we arrive at the dock of the boat. We all get out of the car's and Liam carry's Vee through the crowd as all the fan's and pap's are screaming at us.

Zayn's P.O.V.

As Niall, Karla, Perrie, and I get out of our car, we notice Liam is carrying Vee. What the hell happened to her now?! We all catch up to him and ask him what happened to her as we entered the lobby, "Harry's drunk", he replied blankly. Ugh, that bastard. If it wouldn't affect Vee I'd murder him. Violet is like a sister to us. She was the leader of our pack. She's the youngest, but the only one who protected us from everything. She was just a fun person to be around. Now she was a broken mess and we couldn't protect her. This is not the same girl we knew. I want Violet back, not this girl called Victoria. We want our sister back, but we don't want her to forgive Harry. How in the fucking world are we going to get around that?

Amanda's P.O.V.

We entered their apartment and Liam placed Victoria on the couch, then all of them turned to me. I just stare back at them. "Harry's here is here isn't he?" I break the silence, they nod their head's. "Well, let's just hope he doesn't come out of that room", I say as I sat at Victoria's feet, while everyone else sat across from me. Either on the floor or on the couch. "Can you explain everything to us now?" Karla asks. I nod my head and begin to explain, "first of all, you guy's need to start calling her Victoria. Using Vee or Violet will cause her to remember bad thing's that could damage her." I start off. Their face's sadden, but they agree, "every flame was once a guardian of another, before they changed. Victoria was a guardian at the age of fifteen and turned into a flame when she turned eighteen." I continued.

"Most flame's are marked with the tattoo of a fire. The person who marked them, become their guardian. The one's with out a guardian soon die off. I'm seventeen, meaning that next year I will turn into a flame and forget that I was a guardian. Once I leave, Victoria will be on her own to survive, but she's a mix so I'm positive she will make it", I smile. "Wait, if she's a mix, then what is the other half of her?" Liam asks. "I don't know, I can't smell her yet, I'm still developing my sense", I shrug, then Harry come's stumbling out of his room with a bottle of vodka just as Victoria was beginning to wake up. Oh Shit.

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