March 16, 2016
I don’t know what happened after I left the club. All I know is that a man showed up at my office last night, and demanded to know what happened to his brother. Charles. At some point, those few broken bones hadn’t sufficed, and now he is in a coma. The doctors are saying they aren’t sure if he’ll even wake again. Matthew, his brother, is demanding my head - and I haven’t the heart to tell him that he’s making things worse for himself. This isn’t how I live my life. I’m not someone that approves of taking lives into your own hands. I am not the law, and I’m not comfortable that my friends think they are. It makes me uneasy, and when I’m uneasy, my emotions are harder to control. Why have I lost such control of my life? How am I supposed to survive like this?
I need to figure out what to do about Matthew. If I tell the crew that he was here - and reveal his threats - I’m sure something awful will happen to him. I’ve managed to calm him down enough to give me time to get things in order, but he promised that he’ll come back. He seems the type to avoid the law altogether. Maybe… Maybe I should talk to someone. I know that I’m some newfound immortal, something that shouldn’t exist, but I’m still… me. I’m still a woman, I’m still humane. I don’t want to hurt anyone. I can’t stand to feed - something that I need to survive - but I’m able to crush a serving tray into a man’s face because he grabbed my *** and insulted his girlfriend?
I’ll wait for a while, and I’ll see how idle his threats are. If anything, I can confuse him - it’s something I’ve learned to do, even though I’m not great about it. Perhaps I can make him forget me, or bend him to my will. The thought sickens me, but I have more than just myself to protect. I don’t want him to find out anything about me. Elighan, Freyja, Slick - they all have to be protected, and if I have to give up apart of myself to do it, I will. My inability to control myself caused this, and so I have to be the one to fix it. Maybe I’ll bring it up to Elighan, at the very least. He might know something that I can do. He seems like someone that can control my messes, even though I don’t want that to be the basis of our relationship. I think I’m talking myself in circles again. This is pointless.
Andras doesn’t seem to be all that bad. They have a problem with me - well, not all of them and I’m not sure that it’s necessarily with me, but with who I was reborn as. It seems that because I’m an allurist, I’m automatically something awful. I don’t think they’re serious with their dislike, so their comments aren’t bothering me, but it’s something I should look out for. I don’t want to upset them, but I feel like I need to be careful with how I act around them. If I act too much like myself, they may not let me stay, and I won’t do that to Freyja. Elin assures me that I am overthinking this, and I think she’s right. With everything else that’s going on in my life, I think I’m just looking for problems. All in all, they seem to be a wonderful group of people, and I’ve enjoyed my time there so far.
I’m not sure what else to say, or to write. I have other things on my mind, but before I put them to paper, I need to make sure that I’m not just being over-emotional. I think I’m slowly starting to get the hang of this, but just in case - I should be cautious. Even with myself.
I don’t know what happened after I left the club. All I know is that a man showed up at my office last night, and demanded to know what happened to his brother. Charles. At some point, those few broken bones hadn’t sufficed, and now he is in a coma. The doctors are saying they aren’t sure if he’ll even wake again. Matthew, his brother, is demanding my head - and I haven’t the heart to tell him that he’s making things worse for himself. This isn’t how I live my life. I’m not someone that approves of taking lives into your own hands. I am not the law, and I’m not comfortable that my friends think they are. It makes me uneasy, and when I’m uneasy, my emotions are harder to control. Why have I lost such control of my life? How am I supposed to survive like this?
I need to figure out what to do about Matthew. If I tell the crew that he was here - and reveal his threats - I’m sure something awful will happen to him. I’ve managed to calm him down enough to give me time to get things in order, but he promised that he’ll come back. He seems the type to avoid the law altogether. Maybe… Maybe I should talk to someone. I know that I’m some newfound immortal, something that shouldn’t exist, but I’m still… me. I’m still a woman, I’m still humane. I don’t want to hurt anyone. I can’t stand to feed - something that I need to survive - but I’m able to crush a serving tray into a man’s face because he grabbed my *** and insulted his girlfriend?
I’ll wait for a while, and I’ll see how idle his threats are. If anything, I can confuse him - it’s something I’ve learned to do, even though I’m not great about it. Perhaps I can make him forget me, or bend him to my will. The thought sickens me, but I have more than just myself to protect. I don’t want him to find out anything about me. Elighan, Freyja, Slick - they all have to be protected, and if I have to give up apart of myself to do it, I will. My inability to control myself caused this, and so I have to be the one to fix it. Maybe I’ll bring it up to Elighan, at the very least. He might know something that I can do. He seems like someone that can control my messes, even though I don’t want that to be the basis of our relationship. I think I’m talking myself in circles again. This is pointless.
Andras doesn’t seem to be all that bad. They have a problem with me - well, not all of them and I’m not sure that it’s necessarily with me, but with who I was reborn as. It seems that because I’m an allurist, I’m automatically something awful. I don’t think they’re serious with their dislike, so their comments aren’t bothering me, but it’s something I should look out for. I don’t want to upset them, but I feel like I need to be careful with how I act around them. If I act too much like myself, they may not let me stay, and I won’t do that to Freyja. Elin assures me that I am overthinking this, and I think she’s right. With everything else that’s going on in my life, I think I’m just looking for problems. All in all, they seem to be a wonderful group of people, and I’ve enjoyed my time there so far.
I’m not sure what else to say, or to write. I have other things on my mind, but before I put them to paper, I need to make sure that I’m not just being over-emotional. I think I’m slowly starting to get the hang of this, but just in case - I should be cautious. Even with myself.