Oh, I left this out of the last chapter, it might make a few things a little clearer!
At the beginning of the last chapter, when France was flirting with the mermaid, he made a comment about how she was too nice to b from Dallas, so she must have been from Fort Worth. Well, that was me making a sly commentary on the rivalry between my current residents of Fort Worth and Dallas, TX. Basically the best way to describe the tension between the two is: think of London and Paris, now put them with in driving distance of each other then sit back and watch the carnage! But basically Dallas sees Fort Worth as a sleepy city with nothing going on just because they have a basketball stadium and an iconic sky line, and Fort Worth sees Dallas as a trashy, rundown, New York wanna be, that's gotten too big for their britches
… okay fine, so it was just one thing!
CONFETION 15: I just bought two baby octopus plushies from a girl online, I got the package today and found out that she actually lives about 5 blocks away from me!
CONFETION 16: I named my baby octopuses Paul and Norman!
CONFETION 17: my best friend's family owns a Sushi bar called the Kiku Gardens (they are Japanese, so it's legit!)
CONFETION 18: I just saw the Hunger Games and I would have liked it better if the camera didn't move so much!
Lean on me
when your not strong
I'll be your friend
I'll help you carry on
"So, you say you killed that vampire out of self defense?" Bridget asked, crossing her arms over her chest. The two had long sense arrived at Miranda's apartment flat and where sitting at the small bar discussing the past events of the day.
"Yes!" Miranda sighed "I'm telling you, there was something off about him!"
"Did you kill him because he was off?" Bridget replied. "Because that would be considered cold blood-"
"NO!" Miranda yelled. "He tried to kill me!" she took a deep breath "…He tried to bite me, even after I told him that I-"
"Belonged to Francis?" Bridget replied. Miranda nodded. "Yes, that's defiantly off… vampires normally won't risk biting another vampire's victim, that's grounds for execution in our society… describe him more!"
"He was some sort of serial killer-"
"We're all serial killers! We survive off the blood of humans, a few are bound to die!" Bridget sighed.
"No, not like that!" Miranda sighed. "You kill, but you don't butcher, this guy was… he kept a human arm in a cooler!"
"Hmm…" Bridget replied. "Did he have dark eyes?"
Miranda nodded.
"I see!"
"You don't believe me…" Miranda replied.
"No, far from it!" Bridget replied. "you see, vampires can get more than just a taste for blood… it's kind of like alcoholism, only much worse. When a vampire contracts this "extreme-vampirism" as they call it, people die- lots of people, in extremely morbid and painful ways! it's considered execution to kill one of them."
"So, I'm innocent?"
"If what you tell me is true, then yes you're innocent… as innocent as you can be when you've murdered some one!" Bridget replied. "But it seems like that information should have been passed around… unless- I have to go!" Bridget replied hopping to her feet and grabbing her parasol. "Call someone to stay with you, and for the love of God don't go anywhere without a knife ever again!"
"Who do I-" call?
Miranda got cut off by the door slamming shut. She hadn't actually been in contact with anyone from her… past life in almost 20 years… if you didn't count the time she ran into Alfred during her tore in Iraq a few years ago, but other than that-
He worries were cut sort by a more pressing matter when she heard a loud shriek fallowed by several thumps of equal volume. Miranda sighed and ran into the hallway that lead down stairs to the tattoo parlor she lived above to see Bridget being startled by a very angry looking brunet.
"What the Hell are you doing here!" the angry Italian yelled, grabbing a fist full of hair.
"Like I have to explain myself to the likes of you!" Bridget scoffed, sticking her fingers in his eye
"Lovino!" Miranda yelled, she walked over and picked up Lovino like he was a little lap dog. "Stop! She's my Aunt!"
"I thought you were adopted!" Lovino hissed, Bridget got to her feet and made a move to lunge at the small Italian.
"Bridget! Stop! He's my room mate!" Miranda yelled, sticking out her leg and lightly kicking her in thee stomach "and yes, she's my…"
"Mother's sister"
"Mother? Really?" Miranda replied.
"Oh, take it from someone who's slept with him! He's the woman in the relationship!" Bridget sighed.
"You slept with your brother?" Lovino replied. "You Vampires just can't keep it in your pants, can you?"
"Well, Brother-in-law!" Bridget corrected.
"She was married to him for a while, but she left him for his brother!" Miranda elaborated.
"That's low!" Lovino replied.
"Shut-up!" Bridget hissed. "I don't need the opinion from someone of your kind!"
"I think you should go!" Miranda replied as Lovino struggled against her grip, trying to get to the sassy red head who was the current source of his rage.
"Dooly noted!" Bridget hissed before stopping down the stairs. Miranda waited until she was confident Lovino wasn't going to go after her before she released him.
"What the hell!" Lovino hissed, immediately spinning around and shoving Miranda into the wall. "I thought you said you wouldn't bring any of them around here!"
"I'm sorry!" Miranda said flatly. "Things have… changed!"
"Dumb Bastard!" Lovino yelled stomping past her, "You might consider moving out!" he slammed the door to his apartment hard enough to send a steady vibration through the wall. Miranda let out a slow, controlled breath and shank to the floor.
She dug her old cheep cell pone out of her pocket and scrolled threw the listed numbers (of which she had 7) she selected a random number and pressed call. "Hello?" she muttered into the speaker "Can I ask you for a favor?"
SOME ONE PLEASE HELP ME!
I've got writers block but I really want to finish this story! I'll take your suggestions and everything! Just someone !
