Prologue

"Do we have to tell them?" Tallie asked her friend, smirking across the covers with a raised blonde brow.

Alexia, wanting to do right by everyone all at once, nodded. "You know we do." She replied, sitting up, long since having caught her breath, standing up and setting about finding her clothes.

From a very young age, Alexia's father, Dimitri Belikov, had taught her right from wrong. Her mother was the more lenient one, slipping her an extra cookie before bed, letting her leave the table without making her eat sprouts, the little things like that. Granted, her father was hardly a menace, but he was sure as hell a force to be reckoned with.

A force indeed.

Alexia, however, as one of the only children born to two dhampir, was also a force to be reckoned with. When angry, no one could calm her down. Luckily, she was a rather calm teen for the most part.

Natalya "Tallie" Ozera, daughter of Christian and Vasilisa Ozera, rolled her eyes at her raven haired friend. "We don't have to tell them right now." She stated, sitting up and letting the covers fall from her nude body, exposing her torso. She pulled her legs up to her chest and hugged them, leaning her head onto her forearms as she watched Alexia work her way around her bedroom, clearly still not used to having so much space around the bed. "Your panties are the other side of the door, remember?" She teased when the brunette sighed a rough sigh of utter annoyance.

Sighing once more, Alexia nodded. "I remember." She growled out, gripping the door-handle with force and swinging it wide open. She grabbed her discarded panties from the other side and pulled them on, proceeding down the grand marble staircase to the front door, finding her shirt and her pants along the way, her socks still tangled in the mess of her pant legs from having hurriedly kicked them off.

She was fully dressed by the time she reached the front door, so began smoothing her hair with her fingers, waiting patiently for Tallie who took her damn sweet time in following, picking her own clothes up along the way and pulling them on. "Text me when your folks get home." She told Alexia, leaning forwards and placing a hard kiss on her lips.

The shorter girl nodded, brunette hair still not smoothed despite her fingers. "Sure, sure." She replied, not entirely thinking through what she was saying given what she was thinking. "We'll tell them at the same time, right?" She asked, looking hopefully up into the blue irises of her blonde friend.

Tallie, fangs showing, grinned. "Promise." She stated, sealing that with yet another kiss. "Now go!" She snapped playfully, reaching past the girl who she considered a lover and pulling the front door open. "Don't forget to text me." She added before throwing in an entirely friendly shove, forcing Alexia out of the house and onto the paved porch.

Alexia didn't bother with goodbyes, neither of them really did since they'd either call one another or see one another again before the night was through. She simply walked over to her trusty car and got behind the wheel.

Having Dimitri Belikov and Rosemary Belikova for parents meant that Alexia had always been taught that you had to work for what you wanted. When Tallie wanted a new car, Lissa clicked her fingers and there it was, when Alexia, or Lex as she preferred, wanted a new car, her parents told her to get a job and earn it. She did. She enjoyed the work since it was very routine and certainly took her mind off anything that bothered her at home or at school. She feared, however, that nothing could take her mind from the fact that she was going home with the intention of telling her Hot-tempered mother and her Russian father that she was, in fact, pretty sure she was gay. And that she was dating her best friend. In secret. Yeah, she couldn't see it going well.

Sighing, something she seemed to be doing a lot of lately, she reversed off Tallie's drive and onto the main road, setting about finding her way home. Via the donut and book stores obviously. She bought a box of donuts and two of the newest western novels she could find, then got another box of donuts just to sweeten her mom further.

By the time she was home, her nerves had managed to burn themselves into her cheeks in the form of a persistent blush. It ran the length of her cheeks, her neck and her chest. Oh yes, when she blushed, she really blushed.

Her key was barely in the lock before she heard the telltale sound of gravel crunching behind her, saying that one of her parents was home. She managed to turn the key and get inside, shutting the door and sprinting up the stairs. She'd heard at school once that parents could smell sex on you. She figured it was a myth, but there was no harm in changing just in case.

She changed faster than she ever had before, using the perfume that she hated along with much too much deodorant.

Not ten second later came the four hard thuds on her bedroom door. "Come in!" She shouted, cringing at her own jumpy loudness for a second before composing herself as well as she could, still blushing madly along with sweating now. Great.

Her father, in all of his six foot seven glory, walked in with his everyday happy mother fucker grin, dropping it immediately when he saw the state of his daughter. "Lexa, honey, are you okay?" He asked her, rushing into her room like the huge teddy bear that he was.

Lexa, a name reserved only for her Russian relatives. Her father, according to her mother, had called her that since day one. From the very get go. They'd agreed on Alexia, obviously, but apparently he never really got his head around that name unless he was scolding her for something. Not that he did that very often. He never could with his little girl. Even now, at the age of forty nine, her father was still the same man that he had always been. He fought hard but loved fiercely.

"I'm fine." Lex stated, skipping away from her father's grasp and throwing an apologetic smile his way. "Just... you know-"

"If there's something wrong, honey, you can tell me-"

"Period!" She all but yelled, slapping a hand right over her mouth as soon as her father's eyes widened and he took an involuntary step back, straightening and clearing his throat. "I've got really bad period cramps." She stated, lying through her teeth in the hopes of keeping him at bay. Men may be good with blood, but not that blood. "I thought I'd run out of tampons and so I was worried. You know, about bleeding on things. I tried to find some, you know, to like... plug it-"

"Okay!" The huge Russian roared. "Your mother will buy some on the way back." He told her, hands in the air as he backed slowly out of the room. She could hear as he all but sprinted down the staircase, landing safely at the bottom.

"Fuck." She muttered to herself, dragging her hands over her face. Her mother knew her cycle just as well as she did, so when he dad rang for tampons, well, to put it simply, Lexa would become Alexia Belikova and she'd be all but interrogated as to why she was lying. What a great way to come out to your parents.

Sense the sarcasm.

She'd been planning this conversation in her head for months now. Every sing day it would make its appearance as she tried to sleep, as she showered, as she ate her food. No matter what she was doing, her every thought weighed on how her's and Tallie's parents would react to their news.

Would they be mad?

Would they yell?

Would they be happy?

Would they cry?

Would anyone leave?

Would either of them be kicked out?

Admittedly, the person that worried her the most was her dad. He was Russian for Christ sake! Russians are practically known for hating on gays, yet there she was, half Russian and seemingly rather gay.

Everything was just weighing so heavily on her. She knew that to just get it off her chest, all reactions aside, would feel so much better. "Gotta do it." She grumbled to herself, thinking of Tallie and all the times she'd persuaded her to blow it off for another few days. Not this time. Not Tallie, nor anyone else for that matter, could stop her this time.

With a resolute sigh, she steadied herself and sat on the edge of her double bed, looking into the floor length mirror at the other side of her room. "Mom, Dad, I'm gay." She said, watching herself say it. She looked like she was about to shit bricks. Fuck. "Mom, Dad, I'm... into chicks." Really? She sighed and dropped her head, catching it in her hands and resting her elbows on her knees. "Fucking brilliant." She groaned. After all these months of sneaking around behind her parents back, planning, and this was the best that she could-

"I'm home, guys!" Came her mother's loud, somewhat stressed voice.

Great, so her mom was stressed and her dad thought she was going to have a period mood swing. Great fucking crowd.

With a final sigh, Lex got up from where she was sitting, mentally reassuring herself that everything would be fine as she made her way to the staircase, jogging down it to see her mom, dad and adoptive brother all stood at the bottom of the stairs.

Her parents had adopted Oliver when they'd realized that Lex had basically been a one-off miracle for them and that another child was most certainly out of the window as far as their plans went. His parents, both deceased, had been guardians, killed by a brutal strigoi attack that left him weeping in his home, holding the bloody hands of his dead mother and father. He didn't speak much for obvious reasons and followed Lex, Rose and Dimitri around like a lost puppy, again for obvious reasons. Now, at the age of eleven, he was the most perfectly sweet young boy who loved his adoptive family entirely, showing them with hugs, brief conversations and smiles everyday.

"Uh, hey." Lex stated somewhat awkwardly, feeling as if she was already under judgement.

Her father looked at her, quickly looking away. He was clearly still recovering from their previous encounter.

Her mom, however, was not so squeamish. She gave her daughter a long, hard look, watching her with guardian's eyes rather than a mother's. There was a huge amount of tension building, suddenly popped like a bubble though as she grinned and whipped out a box of tampons. "Nature called early?" She asked, holding the box out with both brows raised. Her dad always laughed with her and Ollie about the fact that her mom couldn't lift just one brow.

Snatching the box, Lex nodded feverishly. "Sure did." She replied hastily, throwing the box up the stairs at an angle so they landed just outside her room. "So... uh, good day?" She croaked, once again under the suffocating eyes of her parents.

Ollie, however, couldn't have cared less. He walked over and held his sister's hand, tugging to get her attention for long enough that he could flash a drawing in her face.

The welcomed distraction from Ollie was, as always, incredible. It was a simple sketch done in pencil on the side of a completed math test of Lex and him sitting on the couch together. He'd copied one of the photographs that their parents had hung up in the house to perfection, not having missed out a single detail.

Lex congratulated him, telling him how amazing it was, receiving a tight hug in return that she took as moral support.

It was time.

She pulled out her cell once she was done hugging Ollie, shooting a text to Tallie that read "Now" and nothing more. "Hey, Ollie," She started, going onto her pictures and finding one of a cute dog. "I bet you ten bucks you can't draw this for me upstairs, okay?"

Her brother, eager to both please and to surpass expectations, took her cell and sprinted up the stairs, his bedroom door slamming a second later.

Good.

Okay.

Time to do this.

"Guys," She croaked, turning to her parents. Her father's eyes held worry and her mother's held curiosity. "I have something to tell you."

Okay, so that's the end of Chapter One, aka the prologue. How does anyone/everyone feel about it? Is it okay? Too far fetched? Is anyone even interested in Chapter Two? If so, please please please tell me if you want the conversation of "I'm gay" in there or just the aftermath. Also, please tell me exactly what you think of this. If it's good. If it's bad. If it makes you want to throttle me, although I do ask you to refrain from that last one.

Okay, so I've blabbered on for long enough. Whether this carries on or not is up to you. If it does, the following chapters will most definitely be longer than this one, I just found this was a rather nice place to leave things.

Have a good day to you all!