Thank you again, I was going to wait for a while before I posted this one
but I'm excited about beginning the new one now so it seemed appropriate to
move things along a little faster. Artistic self-restraint out the window
for a second. Enjoy, ~*Skaye.
Feb 6th
AM
Dear Diary, as I was no longer obliged to go to work today, I was free to take my time investigating the station where Dorian should be arriving. His train arrives from Portsmouth at approximately 5.00 this evening although knowing the train times, it may be 6.00 before it actually shows up. Never mind, I can wait. I would wait for years for this. So he thinks I am a game to be played does he? I'll show him I don't play by his rules. Looked around some of the places at this end of town while I am here. It is funny, I have lived so long in this city and yet I have never been to this part. I live in Bayswater and work in Holborn so I never have reason to go much further south than Kensington. 'Metropolitan' and 'vampire' do not seem to mix, indeed, Dracula's reason for moving here, according to Jonathan was to be nearer people. This was a spectacular failure as he tended to stick out like the one waking man among a crowd of sleepwalkers. Or so it seemed to me. I wonder if I stick out so obviously. I wonder why I am asking such questions other than to pass time. Shops are such tedious places when one has seen over thirty all almost identical.
PM Dear Diary, my revenge did not go at all according to plan. I expected to follow him home from the station keeping to the shadows like a hunter and then when he looked around once he was safe indoors, I would be there and I would bite his neck and tear his throat out. I went over it countless times in my head to make sure it was foolproof and sedate a little of my anger but it did not go like that at all. It went well until he got home and, although I was silent in the shadows near his door, he called out airily, "Hello, lover" and my cover was blown. I stepped out fuming, my eyes turning red until he mouthed 'not here' and gestured towards the footman taking his luggage indoors. I walked in, seized the footman and broke his neck with one motion. Not fair but I was really angry about Dorian ruining my plan. He merely raised one eyebrow and said "You're not too happy with me, are you darling?"
I kept my temper and explained to him that I am not a game and he did not win. He smirked and said, "Then why are you here? If you got the last word last time then surely there is no need to be here."
"The last word does not clinch a victory, dear," I said thinking that two could play at that game, "I was unsatisfied with you sneaking out like a criminal. I have come here to kill you."
He smiled like I was a child who had said something particularly whimsical.
"You mean, of course, that you came here to try to kill me. I can't be killed remember."
"Then I will settle for an explanation."
"Will you, indeed?"
"If you tell me why you left me like that having told me your secret then I will leave and not bother you again."
"An interesting idea," he half-smiled pretending to think it over, "I don't think I shall, I see no reason to since you are no possible threat to me."
"You're cruel, you know that."
"Thank you."
"I have thought of little else but my revenge on you since I discovered that you had left and now you come back so disgustingly nonchalant."
"It's a hobby, light of my life."
"Stop calling me names, Dorian, that's so juvenile."
"And playing hide and seek on the way home from the station is a shining example of mature behaviour?"
"Shut up"
"Testy, my sweet?"
At that point, I lost my cool and leapt at him my hair flying free of it's bonds at the back of my head and my eyes turning scarlet. At that moment I would have killed him if I had had half the chance but as I leapt at him, he held out his arms as if to embrace me and held me, breathing into my hair that he had missed me too. I sprang back from him. "Not again, Dorian."
"No, really, Mina. I feel I owe you for that cowardly display of fear of commitment. Ask my previous women, they'll tell you they encountered similar problems."
"I would never be seen socialising with women like that"
"Like what?" he smirked "Like you?"
That rendered me speechless. He laughed out loud at the outraged look on my face then took my arm and led me to the parlour of his house. I refused his arm but walked with him anyway. I still have no idea why I went along with him. I still insist to myself that I hate him but I did anyway. It has always been my weakness, it is why I let Dracula so easily take me and look at where that has landed me. After kissing violently for a few minutes, Dorian straightened himself, flicked back his hair and said, "Now really, love, I must get some dinner. I am half famished and so are you."
"I hate you, you know." I replied.
He just grinned, "Of course you do."
"Don't you dare take that condescending tone with me." I growled.
"Or you'll what," he replied, lightly, "Kiss me to death? Smother me in childish insults?"
"You're a fine one to talk about childish insults, Mr Gray," I said, imitating his facetious tone, "As I recall it was you who called Professor Fraser a pompous, self-satisfied know-it-all."
"And it was you, Madam Harker, who agreed with me."
"I was humouring you."
"Ha, and you call me condescending."
"You still haven't given me an explanation for your actions."
"And I don't intend to."
"Why?"
"Simply because it's more fun this way. Besides, if I told you then you would leave satisfied and I enjoy your company almost as much as your indignance."
"I really hate you."
"Ah, but do you darling? For one who hates me so your kisses carry such conviction I am almost tempted to disagree."
"You are absolutely despicable"
"And you are a very poor liar, you don't hate me any more than you hated Dracula."
"How dare you..." My eyes began to heat and turn red and my fangs became more prominent.
"Because I can, lover, simply because I can."
"I'm leaving."
"Are you?"
"Yes"
"Already?"
"Goodbye." "So you say."
I got up to leave but Dorian grabbed hold of my scarf. His childishness never ceases to amaze me. I told him so. He laughed and twined my scarf around his hand.
"Dorian, release me."
"Don't feel like it, lover. Looks like you're going to have to stay here and do some explaining of your own."
"What could I possibly have to explain. I haven't done anything that requires explanation."
"Coming after me?"
"I already explained that was for revenge."
"Do I really mean that much to you?"
"No but I..."
For once I was completely speechless. I opted for silence and tried to pull free again.
"An answer, Mina."
"Let go, Dorian."
"When I have an answer."
"You have your answer now let me go."
"No I don't and no I won't."
I lashed out towards him, eyes blazing, hair flying. He looked prepared and kissed me again. I bit his lip but kissed him anyway. After that, I will report nothing except that it serves to say I didn't leave that night.
Feb 6th
AM
Dear Diary, as I was no longer obliged to go to work today, I was free to take my time investigating the station where Dorian should be arriving. His train arrives from Portsmouth at approximately 5.00 this evening although knowing the train times, it may be 6.00 before it actually shows up. Never mind, I can wait. I would wait for years for this. So he thinks I am a game to be played does he? I'll show him I don't play by his rules. Looked around some of the places at this end of town while I am here. It is funny, I have lived so long in this city and yet I have never been to this part. I live in Bayswater and work in Holborn so I never have reason to go much further south than Kensington. 'Metropolitan' and 'vampire' do not seem to mix, indeed, Dracula's reason for moving here, according to Jonathan was to be nearer people. This was a spectacular failure as he tended to stick out like the one waking man among a crowd of sleepwalkers. Or so it seemed to me. I wonder if I stick out so obviously. I wonder why I am asking such questions other than to pass time. Shops are such tedious places when one has seen over thirty all almost identical.
PM Dear Diary, my revenge did not go at all according to plan. I expected to follow him home from the station keeping to the shadows like a hunter and then when he looked around once he was safe indoors, I would be there and I would bite his neck and tear his throat out. I went over it countless times in my head to make sure it was foolproof and sedate a little of my anger but it did not go like that at all. It went well until he got home and, although I was silent in the shadows near his door, he called out airily, "Hello, lover" and my cover was blown. I stepped out fuming, my eyes turning red until he mouthed 'not here' and gestured towards the footman taking his luggage indoors. I walked in, seized the footman and broke his neck with one motion. Not fair but I was really angry about Dorian ruining my plan. He merely raised one eyebrow and said "You're not too happy with me, are you darling?"
I kept my temper and explained to him that I am not a game and he did not win. He smirked and said, "Then why are you here? If you got the last word last time then surely there is no need to be here."
"The last word does not clinch a victory, dear," I said thinking that two could play at that game, "I was unsatisfied with you sneaking out like a criminal. I have come here to kill you."
He smiled like I was a child who had said something particularly whimsical.
"You mean, of course, that you came here to try to kill me. I can't be killed remember."
"Then I will settle for an explanation."
"Will you, indeed?"
"If you tell me why you left me like that having told me your secret then I will leave and not bother you again."
"An interesting idea," he half-smiled pretending to think it over, "I don't think I shall, I see no reason to since you are no possible threat to me."
"You're cruel, you know that."
"Thank you."
"I have thought of little else but my revenge on you since I discovered that you had left and now you come back so disgustingly nonchalant."
"It's a hobby, light of my life."
"Stop calling me names, Dorian, that's so juvenile."
"And playing hide and seek on the way home from the station is a shining example of mature behaviour?"
"Shut up"
"Testy, my sweet?"
At that point, I lost my cool and leapt at him my hair flying free of it's bonds at the back of my head and my eyes turning scarlet. At that moment I would have killed him if I had had half the chance but as I leapt at him, he held out his arms as if to embrace me and held me, breathing into my hair that he had missed me too. I sprang back from him. "Not again, Dorian."
"No, really, Mina. I feel I owe you for that cowardly display of fear of commitment. Ask my previous women, they'll tell you they encountered similar problems."
"I would never be seen socialising with women like that"
"Like what?" he smirked "Like you?"
That rendered me speechless. He laughed out loud at the outraged look on my face then took my arm and led me to the parlour of his house. I refused his arm but walked with him anyway. I still have no idea why I went along with him. I still insist to myself that I hate him but I did anyway. It has always been my weakness, it is why I let Dracula so easily take me and look at where that has landed me. After kissing violently for a few minutes, Dorian straightened himself, flicked back his hair and said, "Now really, love, I must get some dinner. I am half famished and so are you."
"I hate you, you know." I replied.
He just grinned, "Of course you do."
"Don't you dare take that condescending tone with me." I growled.
"Or you'll what," he replied, lightly, "Kiss me to death? Smother me in childish insults?"
"You're a fine one to talk about childish insults, Mr Gray," I said, imitating his facetious tone, "As I recall it was you who called Professor Fraser a pompous, self-satisfied know-it-all."
"And it was you, Madam Harker, who agreed with me."
"I was humouring you."
"Ha, and you call me condescending."
"You still haven't given me an explanation for your actions."
"And I don't intend to."
"Why?"
"Simply because it's more fun this way. Besides, if I told you then you would leave satisfied and I enjoy your company almost as much as your indignance."
"I really hate you."
"Ah, but do you darling? For one who hates me so your kisses carry such conviction I am almost tempted to disagree."
"You are absolutely despicable"
"And you are a very poor liar, you don't hate me any more than you hated Dracula."
"How dare you..." My eyes began to heat and turn red and my fangs became more prominent.
"Because I can, lover, simply because I can."
"I'm leaving."
"Are you?"
"Yes"
"Already?"
"Goodbye." "So you say."
I got up to leave but Dorian grabbed hold of my scarf. His childishness never ceases to amaze me. I told him so. He laughed and twined my scarf around his hand.
"Dorian, release me."
"Don't feel like it, lover. Looks like you're going to have to stay here and do some explaining of your own."
"What could I possibly have to explain. I haven't done anything that requires explanation."
"Coming after me?"
"I already explained that was for revenge."
"Do I really mean that much to you?"
"No but I..."
For once I was completely speechless. I opted for silence and tried to pull free again.
"An answer, Mina."
"Let go, Dorian."
"When I have an answer."
"You have your answer now let me go."
"No I don't and no I won't."
I lashed out towards him, eyes blazing, hair flying. He looked prepared and kissed me again. I bit his lip but kissed him anyway. After that, I will report nothing except that it serves to say I didn't leave that night.
