Levi and I have been exchanging emails and texts every so often because both of us have been so busy with work and life. He finally picked a place for our 'swimming thing,' and it seems my suspicions were right. But, I expected it to be some place else. But, this works better than any other place I thought we might have to go to because it's now November. I won't have to take a slew of time off for work, just a couple days.
I'm not worried about winning. Sure, Levi has a lot of upper arm strength, and okay, well a lot of strength, everywhere, but I'm like a fish in water when I get in it. And I'm not afraid of playing dirty to win either. Anyways, I'm left with booking the hotel and rooms for us, and that will probably end up being a tedious task. Certain things need to be near the hotel, or in it. Like, a bar. Four stars at the minimum. I don't want Levi worried he might get some sort of disease or something while we're in Florida.
Speaking of diseases, I did get the test done. I get results back next week on the whole, am I going to die from being force fed a crap tone of vampire blood? Which, by the way, here I am, still not drinking a drop of it. Screw you, Gino Valachi.
How does someone plot another person's death? Is there a science to it, or is it just a plan of action that gets carried out once the steps are put in motion?
I don't know how to go about killing Gino-but I definitely think he should die. No, I know he should die, not think. How do people like Gino, and Levi and others like them go around 'dispatching' people? Do they just wake up one day and think to themselves, 'I think putting a bullet in the back of someone's head sounds like a one in a million career choice!' And however they come to this decision, are there classes they take? Murdering your biggest foe, 101? Kill tactics: Weapon by design?
I have no clue where to start, and it's not like I can waltz right into the city library and check out an arm full of books on convicted killers without raising a brow or two. I could research it online, but I think someone's been in my apartment, which makes me want to spend even less time here. I know it sounds
crazy and slightly paranoid, but I just have this feeling. Or maybe it is paranoia. No matter what Gino says or promises, I find it difficult to believe the Yakuza are just going to disappear from my life. Really, it could be anyone. Gino and his men, the Yakuza, or even Levi himself, which is why I've gone to greater lengths to try and cover my tracks, or at least hide you, in a much safer place. I doubt anyone's going to be looking for a journal inside my fridge.
Anyways, I thought about trying to poison Gino. It seems the least messiest way to getting around to killing the guy, but how the heck am I going to poison him? I know I wouldn't willingly take anything the guy offered me to eat or drink, and I'm positive he feels the same way about me. Poisoning is off the table. And I can't very well bring a weapon near the guy, so this is going to take some careful planning on my end.
Why does killing someone have to be so hard?
Okay, I reread that and feel a little embarrassed for asking such a stupid question. Killing people SHOULD be hard, but it doesn't seem to really be all that hard for people like Gino Valachi. I bet he kills one person before lunch, every Friday or something. I really dislike his smug personality. All I keep hearing is how he's soooo good at dispatching people, over and over in my head when I think about the guy.
For a brief second I thought about asking Levi, but realized how that might come across in a few different ways. One, he might get suspicious and think I know all about him, and the second, I imagine a scenario that just sounds sort of black widowish. We just get done shagging and I casually say, 'if you were going to kill someone, how would you do it?' See how that just went from really good, to really, really bad in less than ten seconds?
I had my first taste of vampire blood. Well, let me rephrase that. I had my first, of my own volition, taste of vampire blood. Maybe that's a bit extreme too. I mean I did sign up for team Gino-temporarily, but I didn't actually know that my choice was going to be this when I put the olive oil in my window. I mean, how could I?
So after getting through just surviving the whole transformation thing, and drinking a lot of vampire blood (which seemed gross then, but isn't now), I took my first 'sip' of vampire blood. It wasn't actually a 'sip,' I mean, you kind of had to be there to see how it went down, but needless to say I have had vampire blood. A lot. Well, maybe not a lot. What's a lot, anyways? A decent amount.
It was not intentional. Really, you had to be there. My fangs sort of came out at an unexpected time...and next thing I knew, I was biting him. And not just biting him. We did a lot more than that--but to stay on topic of the blood thing. I didn't even feel bad. I didn't pause or hesitate. He just smelled...so good.
I know! It's wrong and sounds really crazy and fucked up, but it's true.
How long has he been a vampire for? Did the Serpents know he was a vampire? Does Gino know?
And now I've come to a realization. That Levi's been lying to me, just as long as I've been lying to him-if not longer. Which makes him dangerous. More dangerous then I gave him credit for at first.
Misao arrives next week. I've cleared out my work out slash storage room to make it her room while she's here. I bought a daybed, because she'll only be here for a week and I'm not paying for a bed that's going to get used for six nights.
I managed to clean the apartment-a real thorough one. Not just a light dusting and quick vacuuming. I wish they would hire someone else to fill the part time vacancy. Adam says they have a couple people they are going to interview next week, which is great. I can't keep doing sixty or so hour work weeks, and keep tabs on Levi. Which is harder than it sounds, even if we have seen each other more than we ever have before. I don't know what that means, other than I guess he likes, and or tolerates me. That makes Gino happy, and for now keeping him happy is my main priority until I figure out how I'm going to...dispatch of him.
That just sounds all kinds of wrong. Dirty. But that's what they do, 'dispatch.' It makes me shudder every time I think of Gino saying that in his condescending tone. Did I say how I can understand how Levi doesn't want anything to do witht he guy enough times, yet?
Right. Off to the store to get some blankets and more food for my fridge. My sister and I are night in day in more things than just looks, and I don't have anything in my apartment for her.
I survived Misao's visit. Barely. I was ready to go back to work by the time her visit was up. I can manage busy and stress at work, but dealing with the stress of her....I don't know how my parent's manage. They'll probably be happy when she does find someone long term and decides to give her the dream she's always wanted--being a wife.
I didn't see Levi during this time. Not that I expected to. I told him when I moved in to keep a low profile when my sister was around, because she might try and marry him. I think he thought I was joking, but I could see it. I love my sister, but she had this sort of chameleon trait to her. She can be just what someone wants when she wants them. Would she care that he could be her dad in terms of age? Not really.
Anyways, she's back home in Japan, and I can breath again. Dad says he might come this way in the spring. He's not sure. I know he'll come, when he can get off work, but I think part of him is hoping I'll get tired of being away from everyone and eventually move back. I think he suspected it would already happen, but here we are. Almost a year later and no signs of me returning, or any indication. Not that I have much choice anyways.
I didn't get Levi a Christmas present. We're not like that. We're not a couple. Just because we've had a few screw sessions doesn't mean anything. And that's fine with me. I've never broached it and neither has he, and that's probably for the best, since neither of us have been honest with the other.
I told Gino I hadn't seen him the last two weeks. I don't think he's happy. I told him I had family in town and was obligated to that...to them during that time. I think he overestimates Levi's desire for me. Which means that maybe, I'm not the person that's right for the job. Which is great for me in some aspect, but in others...that's not so great. I guess time will tell.
I wonder if I bring doughnuts for our next 'pep talk,' if he'd take one and eat it. I'm still thinking on poisoning the guy because it's the least messiest. I don't think I could shoot someone. I know I can't.
I still haven't seen much of Levi. Is it possible he knows more than I think he does? Have I blown my 'cover'? Not that I needed much pushing to spend time with the guy. I do actually like him. I enjoy our challenging conversations when they happen.
Still, if my 'cover' is blown, that leads to two problems. What will Levi do about that? Better yet, what will Gino do about that if he suspects Levi knows that my cover is blown? I try not to think about it, but at some point he's going to want to know more things about Levi. Things I can't tell him, on top of the things I don't want to tell him.
I could try calling the number he gave me a while ago. The guy that works for him. The one that installs security type systems and see if I can get anything from him. I've thought about it, but that would come across slightly stalkerish and what if Levi's just been busy with work? It is possible, knowing him.
I'm screwed. Royally so. I can't track Levi down without sounding like some neighbor that has some sort of crush on Levi, that's slightly off her rocker. I called the number and set up an appointment with the guy. He came and did some inspecting and offered his opinions and then gave me some quotes on different products they carry at Levi's company. At least I know Levi is alive. He has to be, for his company to keep going, right? I asked about the owner and how long the company had been around. All the answers he gave me were short and professional. There was no way I could ask something along the lines of, "I know Levi, he's a neighbor of mine...do you know how I can get in contact with him?" Crazy, right?
I don't know what I'm going to do. I don't know what I'm going to tell Gino. I have nothing to tell him, other than Levi's fallen off the face of the earth. There can only be two reasons for that. He knows who I am and suspects who I work with...for...I hate thinking I'm working with, or even for Gino. Or he's gotten bored with me. Moved on. I don't know how I feel about either of those scenarios, but what else could it be? Business is going on as usual, he's just avoiding me.
I've decided I don't care if it's the latter of the two. That's what I'll tell myself. But I'm still not sure what to tell Gino.
I met another vampire last night. In the sewers. I tasted his blood. I couldn't help it. When I knew he was a vampire, I wanted his blood. It wouldn't have mattered who it was, so long as they were a vampire. And he let me do it. He didn't fight me, or run away. He let me do it and then he took me back where I came from. It put a whole new meaning to fast food, I guess.
I came across a lucky break last night, I guess. I know it won't be like that every time.
I have a message on my phone that I've not replied to. I know I have to. Maybe tomorrow. I can't keep Gino waiting too long, and it's been long enough without any word from me.
I went back to the sewers and found him. I brought him out of the sewers. I couldn't leave him down there. Maybe he would be fine down there, but I felt like he didn't really belong down there. All the others fought, or ran away. He didn't.
He's just a 'he,' because the vampire doesn't have a name, and we've not named him, or figured one out for him. One day. Or night. Small steps. Baby ones. I'm thinking about things I learned in the introductory psychology class...not that I'm a psychologist by any means...or a doctor. So it's the only point of reference I have in something like this.
I've not had a roommate in a long time. Technically he's not a roommate, but what I mean is I haven't lived with anyone in a long time. And never a vampire before. Obviously. I'm not sure what he'll need besides blood--oh! He drinks vampire blood by the way. Kind of cool and something I never heard of, but since we both drink it, it's kind of cool. And clothes. He needs clothes pronto. He can't walk around here in a towel without a shirt on for ever. He could, technically, but it would be problematic. I know they don't get cold (I think?), but eventually he's got to go out in the world and a towel is not the way anyone goes out. Probably better curtains for his room too.
We'll figure it out together. First thing is first...clothes.
