ash. & wretched.

[xxAlexandraa]

~{ kind of stupid and very short, but it's all I could think of at the moment.
And I might have an idea of what should happen/ to calm things down.

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"Well your not gonna be any fun today." I slumped back in my seat, watching her movements closely. I'm getting really annoyed at how slow she's being. With a deep breath out, I began driving. After around a hour into the road, I looked at her again. I could hear her heartbeat start slowing down. Her breaths were faint, becoming shallow. Dammit. Cussing softly, I moved her hair from her neck gently. Dry blood stained down it, onto her shoulder. The puncture wound was already healed. Kind of. She was cold to the touch, freezing. I had forgotten how bad she was still soaked. I looked at her face again, my lips pressing together in a thin line. I really should just let her die... Without thinking, I grabbed a water bottle from the bag and emptied it through the window. I'm gonna regret this. My fangs extended and pierced my wrist. Just the scent of my blood annoys me, for that reason I find this so disgusting. The thought alone made my head hurt. Putting the new wound over the bottle, her hand caught my eye. She grabbed the bag, ever so slowly. I watched her actions for a moment, and then,"What..are you doing?" In less than a minute, half the bottle was done. So much for that. I slowly took it from her hands before she finished the rest. "There's another water bottle in there if you want that, just don't," I cut short, setting the half done whiskey in the back with the dog."-drink the Monster. That's not what I mean by 'giving your energy back.' " I really don't know how bad the alcohol will affect her. For all I know, her body will reject it soon. I barely filled the water bottle with blood before my wound closed. My nose scrunched up in disgust as it swished around in the bottle. I put it in the cup holder and pulled over. First things first, I reached into the back, grabbed one of the bags I packed, sitting up. I dug through it, not sure what I could give her. I grabbed a AC/DC shirt, then simple black jeans and handed them to her. "I have no clue if that will fit..Or if you even wanna change." I shrugged, "I could get out and you could change in here, or behind a tree or something." Though it's not like I haven't seen her already. "And if you do decide to leave, like right now. I am not coming back for you. Just saying.." I took the keys from the ignition and got out anyway.

[xxAlexandraa]

~{ super short, sorry. Next one should be better.

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You'd think by now I'd be used to her irritating demeanor. Being stuck with her for like, the rest of this... Road trip, I hate it. To top it off, her annoying attitude is back. I groaned. "You were so much more fun when you were almost dead." Shutting the door, I kinda caught what she said. My eyes rolled halfway. I smirked down at her, "And I care because?" I whispered softly, usual sarcasm in my tone. When I closed the door, the slight slam echoed like a gun shot. It being so quiet here; the street completely empty, I couldn't hear anything else. I went away from the car, staring at the abandoned looking street and just everything around it. I've seen it so many times on my way to and from Ohio. A little after a while of me getting out, I heard her open the door, close it. Then run off across the street and hide behind a large tree. I sighed, pushing my hair from my face, it sliding back over my eyes. The gravel crunched under my boots as I made my way back to the car, and stopped beside it. Absent mindedly kicking the tire slightly, I noticed her mess. Well there's the whiskey, allover the passenger side of the windshield. Told you. I swear she's exactly like a little kid. I opened the door, and went to the trunk, grabbing a simple cloth. If the mutt didn't smell so disgusting then I'd clean this off with him. Bad enough. I threw the towel outside and sat down, letting the dog jump into the front seat. "Have fun running in the dark Veronica." I turned the car on."I'll just hang out with your dog for awhile. Till I get hungry again." After all, you two are very much alike.

[xxAlexandraa]

~{ powerplay-ish post again, sorry.
If it's difficult to reply to, tell me and it will be changed.

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So I left. Left her there, alone in the woods without help and about a thousand miles from home. The half lowered windows vibrated in sync with the music. Rebel Yell, the mutt seemed to like it. His head sticking halfway out the window. A slight smirk held my lips, rolling my eyes halfway."What am I gonna do with you?" I sighed heavily. "I could just break your neck. Or choke you. Which one would you prefer?" I mused. It seemed.. Dysfunctional. Or, unreal. He looked so calm. "Well?" Hold on.. "Then again, you could be indestructible, just like your 'used to be' owner..How do you put up with her anyway?" I asked curiously, "Did. She left you. Like three times already. Or more, I don't remember." Thinking about that, I murmured quietly to myself but still sort of talking to the mutt,"I scared her," And it's because we were once friends that i'm almost sorry.

I don't know how long I drove, daydreaming halfway here. Another hotel. I kinda hope to stay a little longer this time, just to get things back to 'normal'. My normal anyway. I noticed a sign saying something about pet care during the stay. Staring at it after a while, something registered to me. I clicked my tongue. "Alright Cujo, I forgot your name, so you need a new one." I gazed at demon dog beside me. A lot of malicious related things came to mind. I got out. After grabbing my bag from the trunk I let Bingo out, ignoring his growls and attempts to bite me. I know he won't follow, maybe. And I don't care, really. He could go get hit by a car for all I care. Saves me the trouble of getting rid of him later. I found that to be wrong. As I opened the door, the soft clicks of nails against tile followed me in. Growls rumbling in his throat. "Shhh.." The guy behind the front desk looked surprised to see I wasn't holding the mutt by anything. He parted his mouth as if to say something, but nothing came out. "I want a room. Two nights I guess. And I need him taken care of." He nodded, barely paying attention to me. More to the mutt, staring down at it while mumbling something about shots and rabies. I shrugged, glancing down at him. "I have no clue.. He's vicious, I'd be careful." I couldn't help but smile at his reaction, grabbing the card. I headed to the elevator and up to the room.

My eyes stung slightly, changing color and adjusting to the dark. I threw my bag on the bed, turned the tv on, and laid down. Half my day was spent watching movies; Batman then Harry Potter. It was the third one, my favorite to be exact- not that you care. If you've ever seen it, there's this part in it; He's next to a lake, trying to wake that one guy up while those..Grim reaper guys attacked them.- That part reminded me of something; in a much more creepier version of it..But a lot of the situation is the same. I picked at the tiny scars on my arm, vaguely drawing blood before it closed over and over. As I laid there, staring blankly at the tv, I found myself thinking about it, this morning I mean. She's gone, I should be happy, relieved at least. But I'm not.. It bothered me not knowing half of why that is. I'm struggling to see myself again, and I don't mean physically. I soon grew tired and pulled the covers over my head, closed my eyes tight and eventually found sleep..'Fear made me wobble, and almost pass out. I was breathless. What just happened...was it real? Yes. The pain of panic was unbearable. My fangs were out, the thirst building up. But I couldn't hurt her..The wound was big, and she was bleeding immensely. Blood coated my hands as I held her close to me. Calling her name while she choked on air, trying to rid the pain. I had already called for help, they'd be here soon. I picked her up, struggling to pull myself together. Soft words reached my voice, hushing her in attempt to calm her and myself. Horror and sadness mixed with shock. The image blurred and blacked out.There was a loud noise, and I heard her scream. Then 'his' voice. My head hurts...Pain ripped through my body, something was forced into my chest. Where my heart was supposed to be-'

I jumped awake, a cold sweat overtaking my body. The room was dark, and cold. I knew I had a nightmare. But I couldn't remember a lot of it. I laid awake, wondering what it was. This wasn't the first time it had happened, nor would it be the last. It meant something...I took in a cool breath, sitting up and pressing my back against the wall while grabbing my bag. I got something else to wear, then hurried into the bathroom to do my usual 'morning' routine. It consisted of brushing my teeth, taking a shower, straightening my hair, etc. I fixed my makeup, then threw on the clothes I picked; a black shirt, dark grey skinny jeans with weird white and black designs on it paired with a studded belt slung around my waist and some boots. I headed out to my car. From there, my intentions became unclear. On my way back, I began to think. Think about home, think about what will happen, about Veronica. Everything. But remembering my dream, I knew I couldn't take chances and concentrated on the road. With Mötley Crüe blasting, I let that take me away. By the time I got to wherever I left her, it was already getting dark with little sunlight showing through the canopy. So it wasn't as dark yet, still light, but covered in shadows. Now to find her.

Leaving the car at the edge of the forest, I made my way into the woods, arms folded over my chest. How far could she be by now? Not that much, I imagine. It getting dark and her being very weak. I don't know if I'd be surprised to find her dead, or...Seeing how things have gone. I stopped abruptly. A sweet metallic smell hit my lungs. Blood, a lot. Maybe she did die.. The smell was too much. If she is, then this would have been a very big waste of time. I followed it anyway. After awhile I finally found her, limping. Really, what the hell is she? "You just don't wanna die, do you?" Hearing the distinct but irregular beat of Veronica's heart, my fangs extended. Now that she lost more blood, her complexion became a lot paler. I felt her weakness...Help her or kill her? I didn't think twice. I grasped her arms with my hands and lightly pushed her backwards in a way that had her forced against a tree. When I made sure she couldn't move, I leaned in."I promise it won't hurt." I whispered. Without saying anything else, my head ducked down and my fangs sunk in. The blood rushed into my mouth immediately, filling me with the same intoxicating taste. The burning in the back of my throat started to fade.

Still, my hunger lingered deep inside, it never stops. I could feel her pulse get weaker, but I didn't pull away. In fact I bit into her neck even deeper. 'Andy, stop! Let her go Andy,' The slightly more rational part of my mind screamed. "Come here, let her go," The voice became louder, then I realized it wasn't my mind. I can't stop..I felt a hand grip my arm, then all to quickly I was pulled from her. I breathed out, blood slipped out of the corner of my lip. The scent was overwhelming, and it took everything not to go back and finish. Jonah put his hands on my shoulders and made me face him."What the hell is wrong with you, man?" My mouth opened, but I couldn't respond, a thousand things shot through me. My eyes stung, switching from black to their normal blue color. "Listen to me, you can't kill her. They're looking for her," He looked at Veronica, his face twisting slightly in concern, disgust..I don't know, "Geez..I'll take care of her..Just.. meet me by your car." With that, he pushed me away. A million things hit my mind, but if it makes any sense, I couldn't think straight anymore.

Jonah went to Veronica, his gaze filling up with worry. But not for her, for his friend. He examined the mark closely, his own fangs extended as he struggled to fight his thirst. His nose scrunched up in slight pity. "That looks..bad," Cursing Andy, he took his bandana and gently pressed it to her neck. "Hey," He murmured lightly, his eyes meeting hers. "You'll be fine, but I need to get you out of here first, okay?"

[xxAlexandraa]

~{ It was cool, and wb is back, gah..this is all I have for right now, but I might edit this..

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He moved the cloth from her neck slightly. Now that most of the blood was out of the way, he looked at the two puncture wounds closer. Making sure it wasn't anything very serious. It didn't seem threatening, even if it did look bad. He sighed, pressing the bandana a little bit harder in attempt to stop the bleeding. It was difficult to keep a hold of his own mind, to remember not to attack. But he reminded himself over and over that if she died, it would be an endless hunt for her. Someone had to see her, with Andy of course. Just hours ago, he left to find him. He knew. Knew that she was with him, and possibly even her friend, that Nick guy, knew too. With the incident involving her dad and all. Didn't he see her leave in Jonah's car? They found it in Andy's driveway after all. -However, no one but Jonah knew who's it was. It still being under their friend's name, who happened to be gone now.- And his car was gone, so was she. But there wasn't a body, it clicked together. Jonah knew where to look, knowing almost exactly how his friend's mind worked. He should, they've known each other nearly four hundred years.
His hand slid from her neck as she backed away from him. He sighed, getting up, "Veronica..right? I'm not going to hurt you, I promise. Come on, can you stand?" Nope, probably not. But he didn't intend on carrying her back either.

Silenced, I set my now pale grey eyes on the ground. Mixed emotions overwhelmed with annoyance, putting it all into a category of anger. Closing my eyes, I let my mind wander. It was just..blank; I felt zombie-ish. Just moving not really thinking. Blood trailed down the side of my lip loosely. I subtly licked it away, sighing. There was something about it that was addictive. I could never have enough, would never be quite satiated by it... until I drank all of it. And even then I would want more. I would never be truly fulfilled. Leaning back against my car, I waited patiently.

[xxAlexandraa]

okay, don't worry about it. reply when you can c:

[xxAlexandraa]

nope, it's fine. I've been working on something, but with my writers block it's been stupid. I'm nearly done! Again, sorry for the wait :c

[xxAlexandraa]

~{ Done. c: Can't tell if it's short though..
I'll edit if it's difficult to respond to,

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He didn't remember what way he came, having been going in circles before eventually finding them. But the different scents- his, Andy's, and Veronica's; ultimately joined together. All heading in a single direction. His hand ruffled his hair slightly as he studied the path, making sure he got it right.Dropping the blood covered bandana, he turned back to the girl on the floor. His eyebrow rose at how weirdly she was trying to stand. Looked like she'd fall any moment. The way she wobbled around and all. Of course he felt no concern for it, simply meant she could walk on her own. Maybe. "Well you can stand..Barely. Any broken bones? Pain other than," He paused, eyes falling to the puncture wounds showing plainly on her neck. Didn't seem to be bleeding anymore. His eyes met hers, eyebrow raised."That?" Still, it looked...bad, painful. Obviously. Something changed in her then; anger replacing fear. "I'm not trying to kill you if that's what you think. It's the last thing I wanna do right now." This is going to take awhile. He had to be paitient. At her question, his lips pressed together in a soft line. "Jonah. I saw you like, once at the party and I think you called me after. To talk to him?" He murmured, looking down a moment. He made a light popping noise with his lips and shook his head slightly in thought before talking again. "Look. I'm not gonna force you to come with me, and if you don't want my help then fine. But you need to go home." He clicked his tongue. Clearly that won't happen.

[xxAlexandraa]

~{ no, it's cool. also, I can't really..think.
I have a very bad headache at the moment,
so if this doesn't make any sense, that's why >.<

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Being serious, he didn't think she would ever get out of here, assuming a animal- possibly even another vampire would find her. And if she did get back somehow, the possibility of her telling someone was far too great. It wasn't the fact she knew what they were now, he didn't give much of a damn about that. The thing he was worried about- Andy could mess it up for both of them. He was stupid and reckless. Jonah knew what Andy was capable of if anyone were to come after them. He should kill her, end the problem now. But it wasn't that simple. They will find her body, even if it is amazingly hidden. Like he thought before; someone was bound to have seen her with Andy. They'll be quick to assume him to be the killer. He needed to make her forget. Forget, get her wound to heal, make her go back.
Pulling free of his musings, his eyebrows lifted in curiosity. She didn't remember calling him. His head tilted a little in slight confusion. Was she on drugs that morning or something? 'Probably', he guessed. Whatever, it doesn't matter. The anger in her expression faltered back to complete terror, her stuttered words hushed in awkward silence. It wasn't going to be that simple, nor did he think it ever was. With her being this badly hurt... It looked pathetic, to say the least. Everything about this was that way. He did say he wouldn't force her to come along, but that was said on impulse. Simply because he really didn't want to deal with her screaming, fighting back. Of course he could always use compulsion, make her go with him. But it wasn't necessary. Yet. Before she leaves, he'd have to take care of that wound of hers, then compel her to forget everything. Sighing, he closed his eyes and stepped in front of her. Murmuring somewhat sarcastically,"I know you don't, but i'm going to anyway. I have to. And I hope you understand that." He lightly placed his hands on her shoulders and turned her around before letting go and setting a hand on her back so they were now walking in sync. Dropping his hand, his lips pressed together in thought."He hurt you, and your really angry, I get it. And I promise you, you could kick his a** later. Burn him with garlic, stab him with a stake, whatever. I'll hold him down for you even. But right now you have to trust me. I wouldn't give a damn about you dying if this wasn't so important. I'm taking you back." It wasn't a reconcile of any sort and he made that clear. He just needed her gone, the problem done. She was a threat to both, if not all of them.
Considering her loss of blood, the chances of her running off or refusing were erratic. Then again, he could always make her agreeable if it came to it.

[xxAlexandraa]

~{ you didn't. Its good. I'm thinking this will probably be difficult to respond to - it's a very lame post :c I can edit it if you have trouble responding,

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Even in a situation like this the girl kept up a strong front. Of course, her rapid heart beat said otherwise. But she tried, she won't go down so easy; she was persistent, he'll give her that. When she seemed to catch on to what he had been saying, her question about him taking her back turned his tone into one of sarcasm. "Did I stutter?" He replied, mumbling more. It had occurred to him that she probably thought he meant he'd take her back to Andy. No."Home. Veronica. You're going home. But first we need to take care of that," He nodded his head to her wound."Before I can let you go." Reaching the road, he saw their cars.
"Clearly she can't go to the hospital," I didn't look up when he talked, however, I drew my attention to him. I heard him pause, thinking about that I guess because he continued with,"Never mind. Where are you staying?" The familiar scent of blood filled my lungs. Concentrating primarily on that made me ignore him. My eyes narrowed slightly, "It's a lot easier just to kill her," I indicated, watching her struggle against Jonah. I noticed the slowness in the way she moved and wasn't entirely surprised. The lack of blood would make anyone groggy. I took a lot. More than it was safe to. But my intentions weren't exactly secrets either. Jonah gave me a look of warning I think, as he lead her to his car. He was serious, but I could very much care less about it. Being attentive on her blood only. I sighed sharply, ruffling my hair in slight frustration."Just follow me." With that, I started my car.

[xxAlexandraa]

Should we time skip a little bit? To when they get to the hospital.? I know what to write for that, but I wanted to make sure it was okay with you before I post anything,