"Don't judge me"

He didn’t trust her and he knew she didn’t like or trust him. He had to accept it. “I’ll run drugs, bodyguard, whatever.” he said shrugging a bit. “I just need the money and I’m in so might as well get my hands dirty early.” he said looking at Phobe. 

“I’m a drug lord. Everything I do revolves around drugs and you are going to run around for me.” She said simply as she followed him to the living room. “If you need money then you can earn it.” She said with a shrug.

He just shrugged, wondering if he should reply but did anyway. “I know you can, but you’re my boss and its good to have someone watch your back every now and then.” he said. “First time for everything then.’ he gave her a small smile. “I die, then I die protecting my friends, and since we’re not actually friends; yet. Then I die protecting my boss.” he said.

“I have people to watch my back if I really needed  it but, I don’t. I can always take care of myself.” She said making a face as she looked at him. “Don’t. If you died protecting me I will laugh at your grave.”

“Yeah, I sound like an idiot but looking out for number one gets kind of lonely. If its all the same to you, I’ll decide who I look after. Whether it be myself, Colin, or You.” he said his eyes meeting hers. “I’m a wolf, and you’re a vampire, and you’re my boss now. Besides I’m a wolf, I don’t think its possible for me to just look out for myself.” he said shaking his head. “Besides; I don’t want to.”

“Don’t look out for me. I can handle myself.” She said sternly. She didn’t want anyone looking out for her. When he said she was the boss Phobe nodded, her way of telling him he was right. “Good luck with that. It always gets you ended up killed.”

Peter gave a low hum as he walked through the street. It wasn’t particularly busy and it was one of the three hours shifts where the bar was relatively dead, so he’d left a manager in charge and gone to buy some Turkey, Bacardi [in five flavors] and Daniels for the backup supply in the basement. The supply had gotten a bit low since a combination of a Bachelorette party and a birthday party had come in within an hour of each other. The wolf rolled his eys. He saw more drunk women than anything on weekends, and it was quite annoying. Not that he didn’t mind the drunken men and women who came in for a good time, he just occasionally wished there was eye candy for the younger staff to gawk at when Chris was around. He’d nearly broken a girl’s hand when she’d let her hand glide up the hunter’s arm while at the bar. Shaking the image from his head, he walked into the store, greeting the young man up front and going straight for the section he needed, sliding his hands into his pockets as he debated which vodka flavors he should buy.

But be that as it may he couldn’t deny he didn’t like Colin in that way. “Look, despite what you think of how you may feel about me. I’m here to stay, I defended Colin and myself, I’m standing up to you despite how scary you are. So if you could at least talk to me like I’m a person; I’d appreciate that.” he said. “I don’t expect you to like me. But I don’t like being talked down to. I’m Colin’s friend…Not some fuck buddy.” 

“Am I suppose to be impressed by that speech or something? You sound like an idiot defending both of you. The only person you should be looking after is yourself.” She said only to bare her fangs to him. “You will back down to me just like everyone else and if you don’t then Colin will be planning a funeral for you. If you want to live and stay here then learn your rank and learn it fast.”

Phobe had no remorse for the man she had just devoured. She had done worse before so this was no big deal to her. She would feel bad for Colin if Liam didn’t clean this up. She knew that she was not going to clean it up. “You better not be lying. If I find out you are only here to play games or did lead people here you will end up worse than this guy.” She warned pointing to the body on the floor. “I know where it is. I have been here longer than you have.” Phobe warned giving him a look. “You might be Colin’s new fuck boy but, I have been here a lot longer than you.” She warned giving him a look. He was new in town and she was going to make it clear that she ran this and now ran him. After showering she came out in a towel before going to Colin’s room to find something to wear. “Yes. Speak if you must.”

Liam waited for a reply; watching her carefully. If she tried to go back on the deal; then he had to be ready for a double cross. He didn’t trust her, and he was afraid of what she might do; he was afraid of her as well. But he couldn’t let it show. 

He made sure he wasn’t dead, then dragged him up to the apartment and dropped him at the door in front of Phobe. “Fifteen minutes to spare.”

True Story;

“Hire me for a job, pro bono. Something easy enough but not something you’d give to new hires. If I pull it off, I get to stay and when you talk to Colin. You don’t kill him, demote him, anything.” he said looking at her. “I fail, I’ll leave quietly; unless you want to make a scene and risk trying to kill me.” he said. “Do we have a deal?”

“Food.” She finally said. He wanted a task that was not necessarily for a newbie and there it was and if he could not do it then he would be the next meal. “Kidnap someone, fool someone, rob a blood bag, I don’t care what you choose but, I want food.” She said finally putting the gun down. “You have thirty minutes and if you are not back I will hunt you and you will be the meal and don’t even think about running because I like a chase.”

“Again, my name is Liam; Colin found me on the street and offered me a spot and offered to let me stay here until I have enough money to move out. Talk with me and you can verify this with Colin later. He’s probably out running an errand.” he said staring at her, his eyes flickering over to the gun. He had to be ready in case she didn’t believe him. 

“Colin does not have that authority.” She said gritting her teeth so fangs didn’t come out. Colin should have told her or someone higher up that he welcomed someone into his house and their gang. It only pissed her off even more. “I like my chances of a good shot so I’m going to keep it up.” Phobe warned. “You don’t even know where he is? How am I suppose to trust what you say?” She asked stepping forward slightly. Phobe knew she would not use the gun unless needed.

Once he put up the bed he heard a knock at the door; Liam debated opening it, but figured if it was for Colin he could take a message. He walked over to the door and unlocked two of the locks before pulling it open. “Hello?”