Stellan sat the the bar with a beer in his hand, lightly sipping at the bottle, his blue eyes scanning the room looking for his prey of the night. He had spotted a few teenage girls, blond hair and blue eyes; his favorite.
It’s just a stupid crush. He’s new in town, so…. yeah.No. I’m going to keep it that way.
I’m no expert, but you’re only building yourself up to get hurt. Seriously.
End it, or he’ll end up killing you.
He’s a hunter.
Well, that’s going to have to end, isn’t it?
Does he know that you’re a vampire?
It’s something I actually take pride in.
Considering I’m trying not to get a stick through me from the guy I like.
A stick? He’s trying to kill you?
I’m not sad!
Crushes are stupid anyway and I’m acting like a four year old.
No. You’re acting human.
There’s nothing wrong with that.
Don’t let anyone know I said that.
Um yeah.I don’t want to be that person. Who just gives up. It’s just.. complicated and I’m overreacting like I always do. Nothing new in my world.
It’s not giving up, in fact, I look at it like solving the problem.
What happened? I hardly think that you’re over-reacting. You’ve got to be sad for a reason, right?
The second one.
I see. You must be a young vampire, yeah?
Why don’t you just switch that off? Then you don’t have to deal with the pain and love and torment. All the hurt goes away.
Dealing huh? With drugs? Or those blasted emotions that seem to provide only one use; to cause us pain?
Nice to meet you, Caroline. How are you today? A part from the sadness at the lack of life in this town.