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Re-Vamped Council
Clean
~3rd Person's P.O.V.~
Jesse is nearly home from meeting with his dealer when Sarah calls.
He presses the button and answers it. "Yo."
"Where are you?" Sarah's voice is sharp. So sharp that Jesse checks the time. He has only been gone for eighteen minutes. He can hear her bouncing her leg from over the phone.
"Whoa, hey. I'm almost there." He assures her.
"Are you flashing?" Her voice has not lost any edge.
"No, Sarah, I thought I'd stroll for once. The fresh air is keeping me high." He looks around and notices he is unpleasantly sober.
"Dammit Jesse, hurry up!" She barks.
The call ends before Jesse can reply. He flashes the rest of the way home, a bit concerned.
He doesn't even get to open the door before Sarah appears from behind it.
"Where is it?" She asks. Her hair is in an improvised bun, a sloppily folded ponytail. Her face is greasy and there are stains she is unaware of under her armpits. She also reeked of pot.
Jesse almost recoils as he goes inside, eyeing her carefully. "Should you grab a shower first?"
She glares at the male vampire, and there is utter hate in her eyes. "Don't try to tell me how do live my life. Or you're no better than Diana."
Jesse can't keep the surprise off of his face. She had told him about the attempted intervention a few weeks ago, and apparently the resentment she had is still present.
"Hey now, Sarah, you know I wasn't trying -"
"I don't care anymore." She waved her hand vaguely, shaking her head. "I just want the coke."
Jesse was still for a moment, then sat at the coffee table in the living room. Sarah sat beside him, and they started splitting the share, cutting and rolling.
"Listen, Sarah. This is the last bit for a while. I gotta pull together and pay the bills this weekend."
"I can give you money." She said without looking up. "Don't worry about it."
"And the building inspector is also coming this weekend. The neighbors are complaining about the smell of booze. They know I'm a junkie."
She finally looked up. "That sucks."
"That means that I need you out for a while, Sarah."
Her eyes, which were glowing from the high, grew sharp. "Excuse me?"
"You don't exactly give off a 'clean' vibe, Sarah. And I can't risk losing my house. You can go a night by yourself. Just take some sleeping pills or something. At home."
Sarah growled. "Fuck you, Jesse."
Jesse raised his hands. "Welp." His high was kicking in, and he was getting too spiked to care about calming the girl down. "I'm going to go finish that stroll."
"I thought we were gonna have sex." She wasn't disappointed. In fact, she wasn't even looking at him.
"Maybe later."
And he left.
Forty five minutes later, he came home to Sarah passed out, foam spilling down her chin.
"Sarah?" He got closer, and noticed she was convulsing slightly. "Sarah!"
He quickly shoved his fingers down her throat without thinking, and she immediately started vomiting.
"Jesus, Sarah, what'd you do?" He shouted, running his other hand through his hair and pacing.
She said nothing, but held up a pill bottle. Jesse quickly read the label and threw it across the house.
"Sarah, that shit is not something you mix with fucking cocaine. The fuck's the matter with you?"
"I thought it was something else." She said smally, staring at the ground. "Can I just go to sleep?"
"Vampires don't sleep." He rubbed his forehead, standing in place.
"Can you help me lay down?" She said, voice starting to crack.
Jesse picked her up carefully and laid her on the couch she had fallen off of, and went to his room, closing the door behind him.
He was trembling as he thought of just how fucked up Sarah could've gotten. It obviously wouldn't have killed her, but really, there was no telling the damage that might have resulted.
That's when Jesse decided.
He was done.
