Hi guys! I'm SO sorry it took me so long to get to writing a new chapter,
but...school's a bitch. Lucky R_V, she's through with school... Anyways...
Vampire fist fights, fun stuff. Honestly, I was really getting into watching Raziel and Zephy duke it out, and I would have gladly turned down the offer to go to dinner with Rahab and Jen just to watch the drama at the the house. But Jen threatened me, so I kinda had to go with them. Which led to Jen getting me all dressed up and into full hair and makeup. Damn.
The first stop on the agenda for the evening was a high-class theater downtown. And I mean theater in a Broadway, Lyric Opera House sense. We had seats up in a way-high-up, private compartment. The downside to this was that I was squeazed together with one person who was just beginning to get back on my good side, and another who would be on my not-so-good side for quite a while, no matter how much money he spent on me. The upside was that it was really cool to be up in our own private balcony, and we got those wicked-funky little binoculars to play with. Rahab, of course, didn't need them - vampires, apparently, have better eyesight than humans.
The play itself wasn't really my thing. It was this sort of slutty, musical version of old fairy tales. Wasn't very interesting, unless you liked watching half-naked people do stuff on stage. I, personally, didn't, so I spent most of my time playing with my binocular things.
Two excruciatingly boring hours later, we had dinner at an incredibly expensive restaurant. I had no inkling of why Rahab was going all-out, but I really didn't care. No matter what he did, he wasn't getting off the hook that easily. Still, the food was good. I vaguely noticed that Rahab and Jen were carrying on an uneasy conversation. She still hadn't recovered from that kiss, I decided. Hell, neither had I.
"This is really nice of you, Rahab," Jen said at one point during dinner. Nice. Right. He was just trying to fix his relationship with both of us, nice had nothing to do with it. Vampires. Bunch of no-good, scheming...
Oh yes, Rahab would be on my bad side for quite a while.
***
Jen went to bed as soon as we got back home. I'd intended to, but,
"Mona? Can we talk?" Rahab asked. Okay, I didn't really feel like talking to him, now or ever, but it's not in one's best interest to go against the wishes of someone with fangs. Very high risk of getting bitten.
"Fine," I replied. He motioned for me to sit down next to him on the couch. I did this reluctantly. "What is it?"
"Look, Mona," he said, "I know you don't trust me after-"
"After I saw you making out with my cousin?" I supplied. "No, I don't trust you. And I don't particularly like you right now, either."
"Mona, I'm sorry. But you have to understand, I've had feelings for Jen-"
"And yet you dated me?" I demanded. "What, you figured since she was taken, you'd go for the only other option? That's lower than low, you bloodsucking fiend! If you loved her, why the hell did you get involved with me!?"
"Mona-!"
"No," I said, jumping up off the couch. "You see, the kiss I could have forgiven. But the fact that you made me believe you loved me, when you really wanted her instead...You lied to me." He grabbed me and kissed me. I pushed him away.
"Don't touch me," I snapped. "I mean it. Don't ever touch me again. And while we're on the subject, stop trying to buy my forgiveness. Goodnight, Rahab."
I know, not funny or anything, but I'm not at my most creative at the moment.
Vampire fist fights, fun stuff. Honestly, I was really getting into watching Raziel and Zephy duke it out, and I would have gladly turned down the offer to go to dinner with Rahab and Jen just to watch the drama at the the house. But Jen threatened me, so I kinda had to go with them. Which led to Jen getting me all dressed up and into full hair and makeup. Damn.
The first stop on the agenda for the evening was a high-class theater downtown. And I mean theater in a Broadway, Lyric Opera House sense. We had seats up in a way-high-up, private compartment. The downside to this was that I was squeazed together with one person who was just beginning to get back on my good side, and another who would be on my not-so-good side for quite a while, no matter how much money he spent on me. The upside was that it was really cool to be up in our own private balcony, and we got those wicked-funky little binoculars to play with. Rahab, of course, didn't need them - vampires, apparently, have better eyesight than humans.
The play itself wasn't really my thing. It was this sort of slutty, musical version of old fairy tales. Wasn't very interesting, unless you liked watching half-naked people do stuff on stage. I, personally, didn't, so I spent most of my time playing with my binocular things.
Two excruciatingly boring hours later, we had dinner at an incredibly expensive restaurant. I had no inkling of why Rahab was going all-out, but I really didn't care. No matter what he did, he wasn't getting off the hook that easily. Still, the food was good. I vaguely noticed that Rahab and Jen were carrying on an uneasy conversation. She still hadn't recovered from that kiss, I decided. Hell, neither had I.
"This is really nice of you, Rahab," Jen said at one point during dinner. Nice. Right. He was just trying to fix his relationship with both of us, nice had nothing to do with it. Vampires. Bunch of no-good, scheming...
Oh yes, Rahab would be on my bad side for quite a while.
***
Jen went to bed as soon as we got back home. I'd intended to, but,
"Mona? Can we talk?" Rahab asked. Okay, I didn't really feel like talking to him, now or ever, but it's not in one's best interest to go against the wishes of someone with fangs. Very high risk of getting bitten.
"Fine," I replied. He motioned for me to sit down next to him on the couch. I did this reluctantly. "What is it?"
"Look, Mona," he said, "I know you don't trust me after-"
"After I saw you making out with my cousin?" I supplied. "No, I don't trust you. And I don't particularly like you right now, either."
"Mona, I'm sorry. But you have to understand, I've had feelings for Jen-"
"And yet you dated me?" I demanded. "What, you figured since she was taken, you'd go for the only other option? That's lower than low, you bloodsucking fiend! If you loved her, why the hell did you get involved with me!?"
"Mona-!"
"No," I said, jumping up off the couch. "You see, the kiss I could have forgiven. But the fact that you made me believe you loved me, when you really wanted her instead...You lied to me." He grabbed me and kissed me. I pushed him away.
"Don't touch me," I snapped. "I mean it. Don't ever touch me again. And while we're on the subject, stop trying to buy my forgiveness. Goodnight, Rahab."
I know, not funny or anything, but I'm not at my most creative at the moment.