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[lily]

 

you're the one that i should never take, but i can't sleep until i devour you - - - - -

Lily didn’t even know what she was doing here. To be frank, she thought it was one of the worst ideas she’d ever had. And it was Liliana she was thinking about, herself, so obviously she thought most of her ideas were pretty damn good. She was an intelligent woman so she saw no reason why they would be bad ideas. But going on a date with this dirtbag? Well, it was a bad idea. Although in her defense, he didn’t seem like a dirtbag when he asked her out. He seemed like a confident, well off, charming man who for whatever reason was interested in Lily. Most of the time she was too busy working two jobs to even give a second glance at a boy, so it was nice to be noticed for once.

Unfortunately for her, that proved to be her downfall. The next time someone asked her out, she was going to give it way more thought than this. The man was dreadfully boring. He did something with accounting-- or maybe he was a lawyer; perhaps a real estate agent?-- that made a lot of money. While Lily never grew up with money, she wasn’t a gold digger and a million dollars wouldn’t be able to distract her from his horrible personality. He was boring, he was underhandedly rude, he was cocky, he was judgmental, and the list could go on and on. Sadly Lily thought that she would have to endure the list for the rest of the night.

After all, this was a fairly fancy restaurant and she would feel bad just leaving in the middle of dinner. Actually, she wouldn’t, but it was going to be the best meal she’d ever had and she didn’t want to leave until she had at least had dessert. She’d only ever had dessert when she first started working at the cafe when she was fourteen. It was like a whole new world had been shown to her. It was a pretty magical day, the first time she had a cupcake.

After two hours of the most painful conversation she’d ever had, she was finally free. When the man tried to kiss her goodnight, all he got was a dodge and a glare and a promise not to go out with him ever again. There were reasons that Liliana didn’t date, besides the whole working two jobs and never getting any sleep thing. That was sort of part of it. After escaping the man and the restaurant, she didn’t really know what to do. The sun was starting to set and she needed the air; that translated to a journey down to the pier. She avoided the Jameson Pier and opted for the more empty Sparrow Pier. She had no qualms with walking alone at night; she had problems with being stuck with jerks she wanted to punch.

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[christine]

Christine had a hard time sleeping in the day time. It was just so different. Last night she had come from a cave and made her way back to her hotel room. She was scared, Luke had said that the sun burned and she didn't want to feel what it was like. She rolled around in the bed, before finally sitting up and getting out of her bed. It had been a few days since she had a shower thanks to the vampire named Maggie. She loved being a human but now she was in this hell hole. She slowly made her way into the bathroom, she hadn't dared turn on the light and looking in the mirror but she had had enough, she had seen Luke she knew what she would look like. She turned the light on and looked in the mirror.

"Oh my gosh! Maggie I am going to kill you!!!!!!" She screamed before covering her mouth. She waited a few minutes before removing her hand from her mouth. Shouting something like that would bring the cops in and that was the last thing she needed at this time. She felt pain in her stomach, it was calling for blood. She was going to refuse as long as she could, she didn't want to kill any humans, nor did she was to drink blood period. The thought made her bend down over the toilet and threw up. It was only liquid because she hadn't eaten in a few days, and only had drunken some water from her mini refrigerator. She had a frown on her face, she moved over to the sink and pulled her mouth wash out.

She put the bottle to her lips and until she had it in her mouth and moved it around in her mouth. She spit into the sink and did it two more times. Then she rinsed the mouth piece off and put the cap back on and placed the mouth wash into the cupboard. Then she went into the shower to clean herself up. She now wore a white blouse and a white skirt that went down to her knees. She put on white high heels then went back into the bathroom to put her makeup on. She pulled her makeup out of the cupboard and placed it on the counter. She put her foundation on darker to make her skin look not pale. Then she put on pink eye shadow, brown eye liner and red lip stick.

She wanted to look as much human as possible. She put her makeup bag back into the cupboard and brushed her hair fifty times, then grabbed her white jacket and went out the door. She couldn't help but smell a male walking toward her, she turned to walk away but he just followed her. She could smell something, is that blood? She thought to herself before the man shot at her from behide in the knee. It it ripped her skirt, now a hole was there. She turned, gave the man an angry look and ran up to him. She grabbed him in her arms and bit into his neck to fed, her stomach hurt. She drank to much and the human died. She walked licked the blood off of her lips. She didn't realize that she had just killed the human. "Oh my gosh." She whispered before she grabbed the body and ran toward the pier. Lucky for her, nobody was out at this time at night.

She dumped the body into the water. She thought that it would be empty but when she got there, she seen another girl there. She slowly walked over toward her. "Hello." She smiled being polite. "I am Christine." She put her hand out for the girl to shack her hand. She forgot that her hand would be cold, she could smell that this girl was human and her blood was so strong. It made Christine feel sick at the thought of blood again. She wasn't going to harm this human though, she would fight herself before doing so.

[lily]

 

you're the one that i should never take, but i can't sleep until i devour you - - - - -

The one thing that bothered Liliana the most about this date of hers- besides the fact that she willingly allowed herself to go on a date with someone named Sebastien St. Germaine Jr.; even his name sounded pretentious- was how...routine this felt. It was as if a thousand girls had passed through the arch of the restaurant and hung on his every world. Surely she couldn’t have been the only woman ever to not buy any of his crap. Actually, the more he talked about how amazing he was, the more she realised she probably was the first to be bored sick of it. Wasn’t this what most girls wanted? Some rich, successful guy to pay the bills and buy shiny things?

Lily had a feeling that it was, but she wasn’t like most girls. She also had to wonder about the level of self respect women in this town had. Obviously not very much, or someone would have put him in his place a long time ago. It seemed it would be her duty at some point in the nice to give him a swift kick in the balls. Or at least the middle finger. Just as she was trying not to gag while Sebastien was telling her how ‘erotic’- his word, not hers- he thought her accent was, some waiter came by and interrupted his words. Unfortunately, the waiter seemed just as...perhaps unbearable was the wrong word, but something along those lines, as Sebastien St. Germaine Jr.

The night dragged on and on. Her escape felt like it had taken a million years. As she looked out against the calm water, she found herself swearing off men for some time. Maybe she should just move back to England. She thought life would be a lot easier there. Probably not, considering the fact that she had two jobs here, she had a small apartment, and she had gotten use to American mannerisms. Going back to London would just force her to have to readjust again, and there was no promise of a job if she went back. Liliana was pulled out of her thoughts when she heard a female voice beyond her own mind. Turning, she looked over her shoulder to see who was there. ”Hello,” she replied, never one to really engage in conversation with strangers.

She was a bit apprehensive of new people and always had been. ”Good for you, love,” Lily said, being a little curt without meaning it. She cursed herself mentally and realised that hadn’t been the most polite thing in the world. She was too annoyed with the world to be nice right now, but she supposed the random blonde girl didn’t exactly deserve her terse mood. ”Sorry,” she muttered, somewhat embarrassed by her original snap. ”I’m Lily,” she said, looking at the girl’s hand momentarily before slipping her own in to shake. She’d never really understood the point of handshakes but always complied when people held their hand out for her. ”Avoiding the crowds?” she asked, nodding her head slightly in the direction of the other pier.

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[christine]

Christine smiled when Liliana had replied back to her, as well as looking over her shoulder to see her standing there. She hadn't even said anything before Liliana made a comment that caught her off guard. She was confused and chose to stay quiet and just looked down at the water. Christine heard Liliana curse under her breath, she had done that plenty of times when she was upset. It seemed that this girl was upset about something. When Liliana said sorry, Christine put a smile on her face. "Its okay." She answered back as she looked at Liliana then back to the water. "Its nice to meet you Lily." She answered back, glad that Liliana had taken her hand and shacked hers. Liliana then asked her a question, she looked at Liliana as she thought of an answer.

Yes I guess that is why I am out here. "Yeah I suppose so." She replied back to Liliana. Her blood was so strong, the thought of blood still made her sick, plus she was still new at being a vampire. "Are you here avoiding the crowd?" She asked back, looking at Liliana. She felt like she was being rude, by looking at the water then at Liliana, then back at the water so she just looked at Liliana now, hoping that she didn't think that she was just staring at her. "Umm are you okay, you seem a little upset about something?" She questioned then started cursing under her breath in French. She stopped before speaking again in English. "I'm sorry its non of my business." She gave ashamed look for asking.

[lily]

 

you're the one that i should never take, but i can't sleep until i devour you - - - - -

Right now was not the time to be talking to Liliana. She wanted to be alone. Thankfully for this girl, she was in fact a female. Had a male approached her, she probably would have knocked them into the water below. She was mostly certain they would have survived. After all, the fall wasn’t all THAT far and as long as they could swim, they would have been fine. ”Yes, a pleasure,” Lily said rather flatly. She didn’t do well with introductions, as it seemed. She was just tired and needed coffee. When she was tired and needed coffee and just wasted several hours of her life on some jerk, she never ended up in the best of moods. She’d lighten up eventually. Maybe. Probably more likely maybe.

Liliana didn’t like crowds and she could appreciate when other people didn’t like them either. She honestly didn’t see what was so fascinating being surrounded by other warm bodies. It was just uncomfortable and suffocating. She knew that she grew up around crowds just because she lived in a highly populated city, so it might be a little weird for her to have such the aversion, but she couldn’t help it. ”Yes, I despise crowds. There’s nothing about them that interests me,” she admitted as she looked out at the water. She walked a few steps to the edge of the pier and sat down, letting her legs dangle high above the water. Lily shrugged and watched one particularly small wave attempt to cover a rock. It reached half way before slipping back down. ”I was just on the worst date of my life, that’s all. You know, the usual,” she said with a sigh and ran her hand through her hair. ”Have you done anything particular interesting this fine evening?” Liliana asked in return.

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[christine]

Christine gave another confused look at Lily again. Maybe coming here was a mistake. She thought to herself to herself. She looked at the water again, when Lily spoke up again. She nodded her head to Lily, yup my reason for not being there, she thought to herself. When Lily walked over on the edge of the pier and sat down, Christine just stood where she was at. Now the really interesting part had began. She moved over toward Lily, still standing. "To be honest I am not sure I do. I haven't been..." She paused, "On one." Which was true, but that was because she chose not to flirt around with guys. She had a feeling that she knew what Lily was talking about however. "No... I haven't." She answered before thinking to herself. I have a lot of things I could do, but I haven't done anything. Why?

She had that look on her face, that showed she was confused but deep in thought at the same time. "If you don't mind me asking, what did your date do wrong?" She questioned, trying to understand the full detail of what had happened. She stared out at the water, still mad at Maggie for changing her. She hated being a vampire. It didn't help that she could smell Lily's blood so strongly.

[lily]

 

you're the one that i should never take, but i can't sleep until i devour you - - - - -

Yup, Lily was never going on another date again. Should she go the whole mile and just never leave her apartment? She figured her landlord might want her to pay rent every once and awhile, so maybe she could only leave her apartment to go to work. Then again, she had met the guy AT work. Maybe she could just be a hobo. But no, she was too obsessive compulsive to live amongst trash and filth. Liliana paused for a moment and then looked at the girl. ”Really?” she asked, somewhat surprised. Wasn’t the girl one of those types that guys drooled after? Blonde, blue eyed, gorgeous. Something wasn’t adding up properly. ”I have a hard time believing that,” she said with a small laugh. Surely the girl couldn’t have been serious. If she was, then Lily didn’t quite know what the world was coming to. At least she never had to date the slime ball she went out with.

Lily frowned and picked at a stray strand on her shirt. She always seemed to have stray strands; she didn’t have the disposable income to spend it on frivolous things like expensive clothing. She bought clothes to clothe her, and that’s all she needed. ”He was just...kind of disgusting,” Lily said with a thoughtful nod. Realising that she ought to elaborate on that point, she tried to figure out how to describe it to the girl. ”He talked about himself for two and a half hours straight, he got drunk, he bragged about his money and his boring job, and worst of all, he was just a despicable human being who said the most disgraceful comments,” she ranted a bit. ”If you really haven’t been on a date before, I wouldn’t advise it. Men are a waste of time.”

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[christine]

Christine wasn't surprised that her comment seems like it was unbelievable. "Yeah." She answered back to Lily. "Its true though." She went from looking at the water back to Lily. "I guess it could have happened if I wanted it to, but I never gave a guy a chance." She answered back, and she didn't mean only turning them down, she meant avoiding them completely. She wasn't sure how to answer Lily's question, it seemed kind of funny to her how a guy never managed to go out with her. Wow I am hard to get... She watched Lily as she picked a stray strand off of her shirt, and spoke up again. Christine wasn't sure what Lily meant by that. She couldn't tell if she meant that he was gross, or a pervert or what.

Now Christine understood what Lily had gone through. "Oh you mean a filthy bastard." Christine smiled at Lily. "As if right now, I just don't care about dating. Just not ready." She was a normally being stuck in a rich girl's body. "So I take it he was rich then?" Lily was the one who had said he bragged about his money and job. "I sure hope that you don't think all rich people are like that." She went from looking at Lily back to the water. She wasn't spoiled, but that was thanks for her father's abuse. "Some of us, we are rich but not spoiled, we get to thank our parents for that... or for me, my father." She caught herself speaking and bit her tongue. Ow... stop talking about yourself. She thought to herself.

[lily]

 

you're the one that i should never take, but i can't sleep until i devour you - - - - -

Sometimes Lily thought the whole world would benefit if no one dated. After all, civilization survived for thousands of years upon the basis of arranged marriages. Why couldn’t they go back to that? She thought it would benefit society quite well, though she knew that most people probably wouldn’t agree with her on that account. ”Fair enough,” Lily said with a nod. At least the girl had a reason to not date. There was no horrible flaw in her personality that prevented her from going out with someone. Actually, Liliana hadn’t spent much time with the girl so there could have been plenty things wrong with her, but nothing obvious. ”Honestly, I wouldn’t if I were you. Why waste a perfect streak of never dating a bad guy?” she said with a grin. After all, if you never went out with someone, you could never say that you experienced a shitty date.

Liliana laughed and nodded; she was starting to like this random girl. ”Yes, exactly! A stinky, slimy, filthy bastard,” she said. Now only if she could properly say it to that guy’s face, that would be wonderful. ”I assume he was rich, considering he kept going on about his investments and his Swiss bank accounts and took me to the fanciest restaurant in town,” she said with a small shrug. Unless he was just really, REALLY good at being a poser or was rolling in debt from spending far too much. Liliana rolled her chocolate brown eyes and looked out at the water. ”Poor you, you get such a bad reputation even though you were just born that way,” she said. Was there sarcasm in her voice? Oh yes, much sarcasm. Lily wasn’t one to believe that all rich people were stuck up like that. She had met plenty in her time who were lovely people. However, she didn’t like it when people got all defensive that they were just handed the money through parents. Boo hoo. Lily would rather be judged for that than being judged for being poor. Because frankly, that’s what she got from her mother. ”You’re lucky you knew your father,” she said, changing the subject slightly. ”I hope you know that because growing up without one really, really sucks.”

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[christine]

Christine was glad that Lily believed her because it really was true. Having Luke kiss her lips didn't count, one he did it and she didn't kiss back, and two she had stopped him. "I have a reason, but you still have a good point there." She agreed with Lily before adding, "I guess I always wanted a family, and have somebody to share it with." She answered her back, then she thought about it. Can the dead even have children? Christine was proud at herself for getting the girl to laugh, seemed like she was getting her to be happy again. "I bet he was, he would have been a fool if he was acting like it." She answered back to Lily before adding, "You know even the guys who aren't rich are bastards, its a shame that is how they are born."

She smiled at Lily not knowing what she would think about her comment. Christine tried to hide how Lily's comment made her feel. It kind of hurt, Lily didn't even know the half of it of what Christine had gone though. "Its not all that great, when you have it, you don't even care about it." Sometimes she wished that she wasn't rich, thinking people would treat her differently, she just didn't feel normal. "Because of my parents, i give my money out to help others out." She finally smiled again, it felt good giving to the poor. She wanted to make a difference in the world. When Lily made her comment, she had one back. "I'm sorry that you didn't know your father, but I am also sorry that I knew mine." She looked at the ground. "He abused me, and my mother stood by letting it happen." She felt like she was going to cry at the thought.

[lily]

 

you're the one that i should never take, but i can't sleep until i devour you - - - - -

Liliana believed that dating should be an extinct institution. Too many things went wrong and too many people ended up getting hurt. She was very much raised in the real world from a young age. The youngest of her aunts tried to read her fairytales for awhile but soon gave up when she realised there were better things to do than hang out with a four year old. It didn’t take Lily long to realise that life wasn’t like a fairytale. There was no prince that was going to come and rescue her. No, if she wanted rescuing, she would have to do it her damn self. ”Family is...the most widely distributed piece of fiction,” she decided after a moment of thought. The whole ‘perfect family’ thing seemed to exist in so few households that it could hardly be considered typical. Disfunction was typical. ”Oh, believe me, I’ve met some poor filthy bastards before. They exist in all too many forms. It’s rather discouraging, really,” she said. One of her exes tried to rape her. He was in jail-- apparently he really did do it to a girl before her. She put up too much of a fight. He barely had a cent to his name; certainly not enough to afford a lawyer. Thank God.

”That’s probably what I hate the most, people taking it for granted,” she said. When she grew up she was lucky if she got two meals a day. It was normal for her to have one meal and not eat any other time of the day. Rich people treated money as if it didn’t make happiness and that they could function perfectly fine without it-- but that was because they never did know what it was like to be a starving child with a mother who spent all her money on alcohol and short dresses, not that there was much money to begin with. And giving away their money just made them feel like they were less wasteful for throwing out leftovers or buying that extra pair of jeans. Liliana looked at the girl for a moment and blinked. ”You do realise most people don’t admit these things to perfect strangers?” she asked. This was the part where Lily was supposed to feel pity, right? Unfortunately due to her own past experiences with people who abused others, she knew that she was capable of getting out of those situations. She didn’t see why others couldn’t, unless a gun was to their head. But still, while Lily may have had a lot of thoughts about her past, she wasn’t about to share them with this complete stranger. People were odd, odd creatures.

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