Damon
Cannis softly pushes me away when a door is opened. Nathan's standing there in the door, looking as if he had just seen a ghost. I try to meet his eyes, but his are fixed on Cannis' face. Usually I can read him like an open book, but right now, I can't tell what 's going on inside of him, and if my life depended on it. Cannis acts just as akward as me. I manage to lock away the thought that Nathan has just caught us in a position that speaks for itself.
"Nathan, I thought you were out." I ask, though I knew very well that he'd be home. I get no answer in return. Instead his gaze stays put on Cannis.
Nathan
"You're that girl from Vendetta, aren't you." I state, ignoring how she introduced herself. I don't like her. I've never liked her, especially now that she's practically throwing herself at Damon. I know my brother, this is not going to end well. I don't even try to hide my repulsion towards her and her messed up guild. Also, I can't help but feel slightly disappointed to see my brother with her. A murderer.
"You know, Damon, I really thought you were better than that." I spit through gritted teeth and shoot Cannis a bitter look.