Dimitri
"The Lunar pack is our safest spot to hide Dimitri," Damien argued. I looked at Damien and had to admit that he has looked better. He was pacing up and down the tiny lounge area as if on a mission. His hair was extremely disheveled which is due to the fact that he kept running his hands through his hair in frustration. But then again, I am certain that I looked way worse than Damien. I mean he still had time to shave while I had let my stubble grow. I cannot recall ever putting a brush to my hair and the dye I had was starting to wash out. I also cannot recall taking a shower in the past few days.
I just could not believe that my best friend was actually being serious right now. He wanted us to live with werewolves. Now, I have nothing against werewolves. But to live in a pack is totally absurd. Yeah the werewolves are strong, so if we get attacked they could totally help us out, but for all I knew they could be working with this damn Seneca who killed my famil
DimitriHumans were interesting creatures. They all seemed put together in the greater scheme of things. But if one just looked a second longer at them, one would see that they were far from the term put together. Whereas we vampires embraced our beasts and sometimes even indulged in them, humans try to hide theirs. Thus they are at constant war with themselves. No wonder most of them are depressed. One has to be a peace within oneself. To accept and love oneself exactly as one is. How have they not mastered this task still?Damien and I had been living at a Hotel for the past couple of days now. I was basically in every news article. Even in the human world, I was wanted. Luckily, the only photo there was of me when I was 20 years old. I was a kid back then so I look different. Hating publicity did finally pay off. But that still didn’t mean that I was off the hook. Seneca had offered quite a large sum of money to whoever could bring me back alive to her. This w
Becky (Rebecca)I knew that this guy was hiding something, but I just couldn't pin point what it was exactly. Since I am being honest, I think that secret is what drew me to him. Sure he was good looking, but I have seen much better. Besides, I preferred my men a whole lot darker and definitely with a beard. There is something about a beard on a man that just calls to my inner goddess. Let us just say that this guy had none of the qualities I wanted in a man. So, no there was no attraction here at all.Anyways, I had secrets of my own so, maybe that is why I could relate to him. I guess I was drawn to him because he was just like me- hiding. What he was hiding, I could not tell. But I could tell that whatever it was, it was heavy. I probably could pry the truth out of him if I wanted to. But something told me that I should rather have him tell me willingly. Humans always eventually spilled the truth if you just gave them an ear. Afte
DimitriSurprisingly, Becky was quite good company. She wasn't like most humans or at least what I thought about most humans. She was very easy to talk to because she seemed to know a lot about well, everything. I learnt that her full name was actually Rebecca Marshall. She lived in this village but worked at the bar in Shepal because they paid her so well. She was very opinionated and that often lead to us disagreeing on many things. But she was also smart so, we would always eventually reach a logical agreement or conclusion. She was feisty and confident which was the opposite of most woman who I had met before. They were often shy, but Rebecca was not shy.Eventually we had left the coffee shop and went to a nearby market. We ended up eating at some African restaurant calledAfrican World.Rebecca apparently is originally from Africa. This was the first time I met someone from Africa. I have never been to Africa before, but I have heard s
RebeccaIt has been three weeks now since I first hanged out with James at the market and we had become close friends rather quickly. Like I said, he had a nice aura. We literally had met almost every day since that coffee shop, even if it was just for 30 minutes. I guess we just fit together well. I was a bit hesitant to make a human friend once again because I was not sure I still knew how to be a friend. But things came naturally for me with James. I knew I was not going to make a female friend because females are so shallow. All they talk
DimitriI was now so accustomed to the title of James Rodrick that I felt like I had now truly accomplished the task of living like a human. I would spend most of my evenings out with Rebecca exploring the town and doing human things.Humans weren't half as bad as I had thought them to be. It was rather nice living as a human actually. I would always end up dropping Rebecca off at work in the evenings. I had tried arguing with her about working at a bar full of drunk men, but she wasn't having it and I quote, "If you have any misogynistic comments about my work, please shove it up your ass and never mention them to me again.""Well good evening, Mr Rodrick. Please do come in," She said pulling me out my thoughts. "Thank you my lady," I said as I did a quick curtsy and entered her house. Her house was filled with her coconut scent. It had literally engulfed my nostrils but in a pleasant way. Everything about this woman was starting to grow on me. "What have I tol
Dimitri"Well, you came back late," Damien said as soon as I got into the house. I mean it was pretty late, but I definitely didn't need him parenting me. I can take care of myself for goodness sake! "Why on earth are you in my room?" I responded irritated by his mere presence. I was annoyed that he was here, because I wanted some alone time. I had just gotten back from Rebecca's place after putting her to bed. And I was extremely tired. My social batteries had run out and I needed to recharge. I was honestly hoping that I could get some alone time but alas, Damien had other plans for me.
DimitriLast night after Damien's confession, he left immediately. I don’t blame him though. We were best friends, but emotions weren't really our thing. So, after his confession things were a bit awkward. I didn’t know whether to hug him or not. He was not crying so the tissues were not needed. Ellie would have known what I should have done. But Damien was strong. He would survive this. I just hated how the story ended up with a sad ending. I honestly could decide which outcomes was better, my version where she broke his heart or the truth where she died.
RebeccaI like James and this is bad. But it feels so right. I hadn't initially planned to like this man. I was only looking for a friend. Someone to talk to every now and then who was not drunk and remembered what I told them. And now, I developed feelings for him. But I should have known that this was going to happen. His voice was so deep, calm and sensual. It awakened feelings in me that had been dormant for ages. It was only a matter of time before I would no longer be able to deny these feelings.You see, I have lived alone for my whole life and forgotten what it was like to be loved. The last time I felt loved was before my dad died. And that is so long ago. So, I had never really felt a need to be loved. After all, I have been happy by myself all this time. But then I saw James in the bar that night and for some unknown reason I was drawn in. This force drew me to him and I wasn't about to rejected the force. It had never led me astray before. I think it is my