Fracture: Part I
Title Lyrics: Shinedown, “Heroes”
Rating: T (Minor Coarse Language, Minor Suggestive Themes)
It’s been a few months now and I guess being a vampire isn’t too bad–I have yet to even glance at a Hot Topic! I really haven’t done anything exciting. Don’t let the movies and the books lie to you; being a vampire does not open up some amazing pathway to adventure and wonder. It’s actually kinda… boring. I know, I know… my actual ‘life’ was never anything to write home about, but c’mon. I’m a vampire! That should automatically entitle me to some excitement and danger.
Or at least free drinks. Cheap ass vampire…
In true vampire fashion, my Vampy Savior owns a club. Not the one he lives above, no… according to him “that would be too suspicious”. This one is on the other side of town. I think he’s a little paranoid. Either way, it’s become my new hangout. I pretty much just wander around and watch people have fun. Lame, I know… but I’m not really a ‘doer’ unless forced. I mean, I’m still jobless! How was I supposed to know it was so hard to setup interviews at night? Sheesh.
I guess one good thing is that Quinn comes by to visit a lot. I hope I’m not turning her into a lush. She’s really thinking about quitting, but doesn’t have another job lined up yet. I still need to fang Mr. Douglas…
Of course, Quinn doesn’t really come by to see me entirely. I’m her excuse to see Christian. I really don’t get it. What is the appeal? Am I missing something here? Sure, he is my Vampy Savior and all, but that’s just weird. He’s so annoying with all his restrictions and rules and always with the “Beryl, you can’t use your vampire charm for personal gain!”
Give me a break.
One thing I will give him, though… is that he never falls for the old Quinn charm. Maybe he’s too old to even think about that stuff. Can vampires even…? Wait, no, of course… he did mention that before. I dunno what’s up with that, but it only fuels Quinn’s persistence. Once she sets her mind to something, there’s nothing stopping her.
Sometimes I wish I could be like that. Then I remember that I have vampy voodoo–and Christian be damned–I can use it!
I never really thought about that stuff much before. I mean, I always told myself that I had time and it really wasn’t that important. I guess it’s not so much, even now… but it would be nice to have an actual adult relationship. Or well, just find a subject to work my vampy voodoo on. What? If you had it, you know you’d wanna use it too!
I wonder if that’s what happened between Quinn and Christian. But you have to actively use it… so probably not. I bet Quinn wishes SHE had vampy voodoo.
Of course, I could just as easily get a guy without the voodoo. I mean, hanging out a club owned by a Vampire has enabled me to meet other vampires. There’s Bobby, the bartender. He’s interested in me, that’s pretty obvious. But he’s also kind of a playboy. At least, that’s what Dani, the vampire DJ told me. I can believe it, he’s smooth… but not enough.
He’d be so much more suitable for Quinn.
Anytime he’s working the charm, I’m too busy watching Quinn crash and burn. I wonder why she’s so intent on Christian, anyway. Maybe it’s the challenge? I’m glad he’s resisting. It would be really weird to have my best friend shacking up with my vampy savior. More importantly, it’s my turn for romance! Quinn always gets guys and I’m sure Christian has gotten friendly with a snack here and there.
It would probably help if I weren’t so picky. If all I’m looking for is a good time, why don’t I just take Bobby up on his offer? I like to think I’m complex that way. Of course, both Quinn and Christian would disagree and say it’s just me being difficult and annoying. Shows what they know!
They just wish they could be as complex as I am.
