Just A Bit Broken

“Ah! Sorry about that. I swear I am not drunk, not this time”

He hadn’t meant to become angry. No, he would take the higher ground, be the older and wiser vampire, taunt Walker with what he had lost and try to tempt the young man back into the fold.

Levi’s eyes narrowed. Edward was aggressive, he knew that. Many a bar fight had been instigated by the man. But as usual, Levi was never the one to start a fight. He would let the older vampire come to him. And he will, eventually. 

How was he to know that a single confirmation of presence in the room would help her, give her a sense of mind that the person in the corner was in fact dead and she could ignore it. The more they drank, the more– she wouldn’t have to pay attention. Sorcha wondered idly where Sean was at about gave it little thought as he got up and moved behind her to gather the bottle from behind tea cups she couldn’t have reached anyway.

“Absolutely,” Levi smiled. He poured the pair a shot each. He was glad to have someone that could keep up with him. And she honestly seems like a girl I can get along with. Someone I can tell things and who won’t judge me. But we’ll see about that. It had been almost one hundred years since he actually had a good enough friend to share his past with. I don’t want to get my hopes up.    

Her finger brushed against his cheek, smiling at him before the blonde leaned over and pressed her lips against his nose. “Well do me a favor if you don’t mind. Tell me if there is anyone else in the room with us.” She could hear voices, but she didn’t know the language so it was hard for her to understand the woman’s chattering.  And with as much as Sorcha had, had to drink her smile didn’t waver. Could be anything now and she wouldn’t care.

The woman was a little tipsy, Levi could tell. Sorcha was a little more touchy which he found odd given that hey had just met. “I will surely tell you, I am not expecting anymore guests,” Levi shrugged and got up to help the shorty get the liquor. 

He looked away, rolling his eyes. Not that much change, then. The same sanctimonious stick stuck up his ass. If Levi had stuck to that resolution for about a century, though, it must have meant that he was serious about being a “virtuous vampire”. This thing wasn’t just a phase - which surprised him. Most of their kind that hunted as he and Levi never stopped for so long - if they even bothered to try at all. Edward sighed; it looked like he wouldn’t be getting the satisfaction of Levi admitting that Edward was right any time soon. “You’re still holding yourself back?” he asked. His eyes narrowed. “You don’t miss the old days at all, at all?”

Levi crossed his arms across his chest. Edward was a nice guy a while ago, but something had changed. In both of them. He was sure that that was the case. We both just went off the rails at the same time. “To you I am holding myself back, but you have gone too far,” Levi frowned with distain in his eyes. 

“The woods are certainly beautiful around here. I can see how one could get lost. I like the night life, personally. I like to see place with no people around. The silence is nice. But I am weird, so pay no attention to me.”

She liked his smile, he seemed to settle though it faltered a moment– she downed the rest of her drink and the last of the battle with it before she tipped their bounty with an offended  look. How dare it be gone, it was a front to all irish to be gone. Still she smiled at him, reaching over to touch his face when he seemed to drift away.

Sorcha’s voice brought him back from the back of his mind. It was nice sitting here with her. “I am...I am a complicated person. It has been a long life and most of it was spent in the bottle,” Levi said, while picking up the whiskey. I hope you don’t fail to notice the irony. 

Cosette grinned as she took out the key to room seven and handed it to him. “There are enough to keep things interesting. I might just think there are more than there actually are because they usually stay here. Honestly I don’t get out much darling.”

Levi pocketed the key with a smile. Cosette was not half bad looking. But she is not the kind of girl to fall for me anyway. Plus she is a more then one night sort of girl. She is too good for you. “Well you should! What do you like to do?” Levi raised an eyebrow and added, “Besides work.” You flirty asshole. Don’t lead the poor thing on. 

Taking a step away to give Levi his personal space back, he faced the man and nodded along as though he could understand the desire. Small towns - dull and mundane. likely, Levi would have been the only vampire in town, and where was the fun in that?

Levi swallowed hard. Edward had not changed a bit. He should know my feelings by now. Or is he just fucking with me. You’d think I would be able to tell by now. 

She gave him a small smile before took a drink, tossing it back down her throat with a grin.  Even though it hurt, the losing. The irish woman flash him a wide smile, “Aye, well, …. I find…. that it’s not a thing to live for as… the livin… that’s important..” And the goals, she had reasons for what she was doing, for what she pressed for. 

Cosette smiled charmingly at the man. “It’s a pleasure to meet you Levi. I’m Cosette.” She said as she wrote his name down next to a room number. “Don’t worry about it darling. There’s never a shortage of visitors in town. You can have room seven.” She said as she handed him a key.

“Nice to meet you too, Cosette,” Levi smiled. I won’t micd staying here for a few days. “Are there really that many tourists? I got the assumptions that this was a rather sleepy town,” Levi asked. He would rather prefer it to be sleepy actually. 

“Well, I’m just glad to see an old friend again.” His smile widened.

The way Levi had left his old buddy was less the friendly. Yet, Levi could not blame the parting of ways on himself and refused to. I opened up to him but he kept doing what made him happy. Even if it made me uncomfortable. Edward was not skittish around death and always assumed Levi wasn’t either. 

Garrett stood tall, not backing down, not even an inch. He’s come across his fair share of vampires, not hesitating to kill the ones who need put down. Being supernatural and all, Garrett always gives some leeway when it comes to hunting, but the minute they betray his trust, they better watch out. “If any bodies turn up, you will be the one I come looking for. I’ll shove so much vervain down your fuckin’ throat you’ll be begging for mercy.”

Levi scowled at the man. Just because I have fangs does not mean killing people is always on my mind. “Why me first, huh? Why not any of the other supernaturals in town? What have I done to you? Fucking nothing! Unless admiring your truck is a fucking death sentence,” Levi snapped. The last thing I ever want to do is kill some one. That urge started and ended with my mother.