She had spent all night with him, by his side, in that uncomfortable chair. She tried to sleep, but her body and mind wouldn’t let her have that peace. No, instead, all that came were tears, and pain. Tears of sadness for seeing him like this, hooked up to all these machines, barely breathing. Pain for what she did, even if she didn’t have any control over herself. She had put the man she loved here, and she would never forgive herself for it. All she wanted was for his eyes to open, and him to look at her and know she didn’t mean this, and for him to be better.
A knock on the door interrupted her thoughts and she wiped at her tear streaked face. In came his doctor, a folder in his hand. He took some vitals before looking at Ewa. “Ma’am, can we speak out in the hall?” Nodding, Ewa got up from the chair, her muscles aching from having not moved all night, and followed the doctor outside. Once there, she looked down at her hands, hoping the doctor had good news. He had to; she knew Phoenix could pull through this.
“As you know, we have been running many tests to see how bad the silver affected him.” Ewa responded with a silent nod to the doctor. “The results just came back from the labs, and…I’m sorry, but he’s not going to be able to breathe on his own again. There was too much damage to his esophagus, and some of the silver from his chest got into his lungs and destroyed parts of it. Now, we know he does not have any immediate family left, but since you have so strongly spoken up about your relationship with him, this is a decision to be left with you. Also, we do believe you should discuss this with the Beta, though please take your time.”
Ewa could barely speak. Somehow, she managed to squeak out a “What decision?” But inside, all she could think was of what she did. She basically killed him, Phoenix was never going to be the same because of her. She tried to tell herself that it wasn’t really her fault, she had no control, but the guilt still made her sick.
“The decision of whether or not to keep him on ventilators. We can wait and hope that the tissue will correct itself due to supernatural healing, but it is very rare. Most likely, he will never be able to breathe on his own. There are options, but they are very expensive and many are only in experimentation stage.” The doctor placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder, but she couldn’t look at him. She wished there were tears left in her body, but all she felt was dry sobs threatening to burst. “I will give you some time to think about it.” The doctor then turned and walked away, leaving Ewa alone in the hallway. To think.
Her feet brought her back into his room, and her eyes glanced over at him. In the back of her mind, she could hear his voice, reminding her of her promise to him. She didn’t think it would ever come to this, but something inside her told her that this was the moment he was speaking of.
“Can you promise me one thing? If you ever.. find me dying for whatever reason.. and there ‘s no way of saving me..Kill me instead. If I am to die, I’d rather it be by your hands.”
She told him she would. And that she would follow soon after. But only after she did all she could to try and save him. And that’s what she did, she did all she could. The idea of living without Phoenix was just too painful to bear. Ewa kissed him on the head and whispered she would be back. She had to go home, to their home, one last time.
About a half an hour later, Ewa was back in the room with Phoenix. He looked so peaceful, but she knew it was only because he was heavily sedated. If he was any bit awake, he would be in so much pain. But Ewa knew he wasn’t going to wake up again. And she was going to do the same.
Ewa had made sure Smoke had enough food and water, and a clean litter bed until someone took him in. And then she grabbed a silver dagger and one of Phoenix’s full bottle of holy water and went back to the hospital. She had to keep her promise, even if she got him in this position; she promised she would do this. One last thing to show she truly loved him, and she would do anything for him.
She locked the door to the room before pulling out the dagger and holy water. Laying, down next to him, tears began to fall down her face as she held him in her arms, never wanting to let go. “I’m so sorry I did this to you. I know it wasn’t my fault, and that’s why this has to be done. I love you so much, and just can’t live without you. You’re my whole life, Phoenix. I promise, I will follow soon after. I’m sorry if you have to wait for me, but I’ll be there. And we can be together, always and forever, like we always said. I love you.” Ewa put her lips to his, and imagined he could feel it, that he heard all her words. Somewhere, she heard him say her loved her too, and that thought calmed her.
With her lips still on his, Ewa plunged the dagger into his heart, the machine’s all instantly screaming at her for what she did. She heard the nurse and doctors start to run outside, and quickly grabbed the bottle of holy water. Drinking all its contents, Ewa instantly felt her mouth, her throat, her lungs, all catch on fire. It was the worst pain she ever felt. But even with all that pain, she still had a smile on her face, because she knew she would finally be truly happy. Just as the doctor finally unlocked the door, life went black, and Ewa was gone. She had collapsed on top of Phoenix’s lifeless body, her hand holding his, just like in some corny movie. Romeo and Juliet. How it was all meant to end.
She woke up with no pain. No burning, no fire, just…peace. Funny, this isn’t what she thought Hell would be like. She thought she would be stuck in flames, the heat unbearable. Maybe this was the first place she went, before making her trip to the underworld, where Father Below waited for her. But she didn’t want to go alone, she wanted to be with Phoenix. She had promised she would follow him, and now she was here alone. In all the peace she felt in her afterlife, Ewa could still feel the pain and loneliness of being without him.
But then she felt it, or him. It was like he appeared from nowhere, but there he was in front of her, waiting. He looked happy, just as she knew she must have looked. She didn’t even feel her feet moving, but in an instant, she was in front of him, smiling at him. Everything about him was a perfect as ever. Her hands went to his face, to feel if he was real, and the feel of his skin against the palm of her hand told her this was all real. It was true, they were meant to be, she was right all along. Had they not been who would have said they would have found each other like this?
There was no need for words from her part. She had kept her promise, let him die by her hands, and joined him. They didn’t have to worry about people being against them for their different species. They didn’t have a species anymore. No, now they were just Phoenix and Ewa. They weren’t meant to live on Earth the way they had been, Ewa knew that now. Their souls weren’t meant to be separated into two halves; they were supposed to be one. They would always complete each other; always find each other in the end. Ewa embraced Phoenix, mind, body, and soul, and let her love flow into him. This was how they were meant to be, together. “I love you…” Her voice was a whisper in the air, light as a cloud, hanging in front of them, pure truth. She didn’t care what happened after this, whether they were reincarnated on Earth, or sent to hell, or stayed here, in this expanse of nothing. All she knew was she was with Phoenix, her Phoenix. Always and forever. And nothing was ever going to change that.
“Chose your last words, this is the last time….cause you and I…we were born to die.”
ooc: yes, Phoenix and Ewa are now dead. If you have any questions you can contact me, if you’re wondering what happened.
He couldn’t stop debating himself on the bed, but he barely could control his body anymore. The pain was blinding and his mind was blurry, black with red drops everywhere. If Phoenix ever felt so bad, he couldn’t remember it. Even his strength, which he prided himself so much, wasn’t enough to make him do something about it. His neck was destroyed, but just as he managed to breathe properly - once, no more than twice, before his muscles started to hurt unbearably again - she came back. He couldn’t think of her as Ewa. He couldn’t think at all.
His eyes widened as she cut his shirt and teased him with the tip of the silver dagger. It didn’t occur to him that he had done the same movements hundreds of times. Not with silver daggers and not with his girlfriends, but he did. Slowly cutting and marking and hurting their chest, speaking softly and looking at them expressionless - no, not expressionless, maniac and insane - and holding their shoulder firmly. But as she held his shoulder the skin was eating itself up, not leaving bruises like when he did it, and the same happened as she held the dagger on his bare chest. If he ever had any hope of breathing again, it was gone now. He didn’t process her words properly and felt himself close to passing out. It was simply too much at once - and, why not say it? She made him vulnerable.
Ewa kept her grip on his shoulder firm, her hand pressing the dagger harder against his chest. That voice was telling her she was doing good, doing right, exactly what it wanted. To show him more. And then she felt the satisfied feeling of the voice coming over her. Satisfied, that’s how she felt, or how she was being made to feel, for the pain she was causing him. It didn’t register in her mind how much pain she was causing him. But with her hand against his chest, she could feel his breathing become more ragged, more strangled. He was close to death, just like she was supposed to do, supposed to make him. Show him, bring him close to death, your boyfriend, show him the silver, sho-
In a flash, she was back in her mind. It only took her a second to realize that she wasn’t in the forest with Felix anymore, and instead of black eyes in front of her, Phoenix was there, pain in his eyes and…Ewa quickly back away, trowing the dagger on the other side of the room, ripping the rings off her fingers. What was she doing? Looking back to Phoenix, she saw all the marks, all the corrosion she caused on him. What had happened? She couldn’t have done this, could she? But taking a quick glance around the room and seeing her bag open, her chains on the ground, the dagger she knew was her and her rings…
Turning back, Ewa looked at Phoenix, tears springing to her eyes. Quickly, she ran over to him and took him into her arms, not able to hold in her tears anymore. “What did I do? I’m so sorry…Phoenix….Phoenix, please….answer me!” She said franctically as she tried to move him to their bed. She ran into their bathroom to grab a wet towel and came back, quickly beginning to clean up the wounds, starting with his neck. “Phoenix, please….stay with him…I love you I’m so sorry. It wasn’t me, please…” As the tears fell and she tried to clean up after what she had done, she realized this wasn’t any simple mark she did on him. No, if he didn’t get medical help he was going to die. Fishing for her phone, she quickly dialed 911, just wanting help to come, to fix what she did. How could she do this? Once the call was put in, she turned her attention back to Phoenix. “Phoenix….can you hear me? Baby, please…help is coming…just stay with me…please…” Sobs racked through her body as she stayed by him, just waiting for help to come.
He grunted to no one specific as he grabbed a shirt and put it on quickly. It was tiring, the whole day had been tiring. He could easily blame the full moon, but it was not just it. Last month had more repercussion than Phoenix originally thought, and even though it wasn’t his fault at all, people were still scared. Some blamed it on him, or so he thought. Maybe he was just being paranoid. But the lack of trust upset him. Though, if he stopped to think about it, he wouldn’t trust himself either.
Breathing heavily, Phoenix stared at the mirror in the other side of the room. Ewa had put it there, not him. She had put a lot of things in his room - their room, he sometimes had to remind himself. It was cool, he liked it. But there was still a little part of him that wished he didn’t have to share it all; and that was pretty ridiculous, since he was the one who suggested she moved in in the first place. Before, his place - which wasn’t even entirely his, but he acted as if it was anyway - had a more manly, messy look, except for everything that Lindsey cleaned up. Now..
Smoke walked around his legs, purring and asking for attention. He sighed. Yes, the house also was entirely made of wolves, not demons and kittens. He held the cat and sat on the bed before he could go any more deeper in the analysis of how things had changed. No, Phoenix Chambers didn’t overanalyse things. He also didn’t stare poetically at mirrors. He walked around the house shirtless eating and drinking and being irresponsible. Or he used to. Ewa had managed to change even changed. Inadvertently, but she did.
The door opened and he turned to look, getting up to make sure it was Ewa who had just got in. He got a glimpse of her dark hair and relaxed. Why did she leave again? Meredith, that’s right. He got back to petting Smoke, wondering if he should or shouldn’t talk about all his internal struggles with her. No, she probably would laugh at him. He shrugged it off.
It was only as she entered the room that he noticed something was wrong.
He stood up again, now his muscles tense. That wasn’t her normal expression, and she most definitely didn’t usually walk around with a black bag over her shoulders. Phoenix had never seen Ewa being mind controlled, and it took him a few moments to register her face. His eyes lowered to the silver she was holding. “Ewa, what..?” he started to say before realising she wasn’t in her right mind. He stepped back, fear starting to grow inside of him. Soon there was not enough room for him to step back and the silver chain was trapping him. His neck was rigid and he attempted to push her away, but the failed attempt to breathe was holding him back. Then it started. The pain.
He couldn’t breathe. It was a great choice, the neck. He couldn’t even fill his lungs with enough fresh air to scream properly, each movement only hurting him more. It only lasted a few seconds, but it was enough. No, better yet, it was too much. Finally he managed to regain control of his arms and push her a few meters away, the tears of pain running down his face and his hands instinctively rushing to the bleeding wound. He fell to the bed, not even getting enough time to process the whole thing. His mind was too fulfilled with pain for him to think. It was Ewa. Ewa. Ewa, who he loved, Ewa, who he marked, Ewa, who he trusted. And who seemed determined to hurt him in way more brutal ways than they had ever planned.
Ewa barely flinched as he pushed her back, her mind not registering what had happened. But a voice in the back of her head told her what she was doing was good, and told her to do more. So she turned to her bag where more silver lie. Her mind told her to put on the rings, the collection she has always had, but never wore anymore because of Phoenix. And the daggers. Take one, show him, make him feel it. But don’t kill him. Just show him.
Turning back to Phoenix, Ewa walked back over to him, and in movements faster than any human could do, she quickly cut open his shirt to expose his chest. Her hand came to his shoulder, the rings on her hand making his skin sizzle yet again, to hold him in place. With the tip of the dagger, she traced shape on his chest, leaving behind a trail of where she touched. In a quick snap, she laid the dagger against his chest, so it was flat against his skin. “Don’t move,” she spoke, not controlling her own words. “We don’t want you dead. Just show him.” Her words didn’t make sense, but her hand kept a firm grip on his shoulder as she kept the dagger pressed against his chest.
If anyone was to walk by her right now, they would wonder what was wrong. There was no life in her eyes, her face like a dolls, her movements controlled by an unseen force. But there was a force controlling her. Felix. His mind was in hers, having taken over, grabbed a hold of her every thought and changed it to what he wanted it to be, what he wanted her to do. Silver, show him, bring him close to death, show him a demon’s fury. Show him, show him.
The thoughts swirled in her mind, like a paint brush on a white canvas. Her mind was blank and Felix was doing with it as he wished. His brush wrote words that controlled her movements, her wants, her actions, everything. Ewa would break from this spell and remember how much she hated having her mind controlled, all the times her parents did it when she got in trouble. But at this moment in time, her mind only consisted of a few thoughts. And those thoughts led her int he direction of her home.
Once she finally reached her house, her feet blistered and hurting from the long walk, but her mind not registering the pain, she entered and headed straight to where she kept her black bag. The bag with the silver. What she had to show her boyfriend. Her boyfriend. Show him, show him. Bring him to death, to death. But don’t let him die. Don’t, just hurt, just show.
With the bag around her shoulder, she walked towards their bedroom, her mind focused on one thing. As she entered the room, Phoenix stood before her. “Boyfriend.” She said, looking at him with dead eye. Ewa dropped the bag on the ground, almost having it land on Smoke, and not even blinking an eye at it. Reaching in, she pulled out a few chains, ignoring the cuts being formed on her own hands as they ran against the sharp daggers. “Show him.” She said to herself as she stepped forward, closer to him, holding the chains out in front, the silver links making faint noises as the hit together. Ewa walked closer and closer to him until she was right in front of him. “Look.” She said softly as she pressed the chains to his neck, feeling his skin sizzle underneath, not even knowing what she was doing to the man she loved.
Felix followed her into the forest, staying a little behind her.
“I was tortured for a length of time. Submerged in water and holy water, but never in any real pattern, so it got to the point where I became fearful of any water in case it was holy water. Plus, nearly drowing in average water isn’t much fun anyway.” He added, shivering at the memories. “They had an Angel to heal me, so the scarring wasn’t so bad, but it meant they could torture me for longer periods of time.” He added.
They were a little ways into the forest now, and Felix knew no one was there to watch; people seemed to stay indoors in the immediate aftermath of a full moon, just in case. “Why would it be a set up to kill you? But, speaking of silver…” He suddenly grabbed her arm and turned her around, pinning her to one of the large trees around them. He held both of her arms up to the tree, his eyes swirling black. He smiled, flashing his teeth. “Let me show you the difference in strength between a 370 year old demon, and the jumped up trash talking young demons like yourself! We’ll see how much of a ‘pussy’ I am when you’re sliding that silver dagger in your room down Phoenix’s back!” He snarled, before focusing on taking over Ewa’s mind.
He imagined himself in her mind, in her shoes. Her walls he’d come to know so well, the insecurities he’d seen before she hated him. Pushing everyone away and caring only for herself in order to protect herself, to never be betrayed again. The chink in her armour, Phoenix, the evidence she had once trusted others. Felix had planned it all - he had been close to her and hated by her already, and knew both sides of her. Her mind was his.
His eyes still black, he let go of her hands when he was sure he had control. “Now, be a good girl…and show that boyfriend of yours a demon’s fury. But, don’t kill him. Just be sure to show him your silver collection from last night…”
As her feet brought her deeper into the forest, Ewa listened to his story, about how he was tortured. She felt a pang in her heart as she remembered to all the times she was run out of town when she had exposed herself as a child. All the towns that didn’t want to have anything to do with Supernatural beings, or the ones that didn’t know they existed. And then that time in Germany, when she was dropped on the church grounds…
Snapping herself out of her thoughts, she turned to look back at Felix, seeing the memories flash in his eyes of his own torture. It was one thing they had in common she would never let him know about. She didn’t need or want anyone to try and sympathize with her for what she went through, she didn’t want someone to know that pain. And here was someone who did, who was now afraid of water because of it. So, instead of saying ‘I know how you feel,’ like she should have, Ewa rolled her eyes and laughed at him. “You probably deserved it.”
But as she went to turn back and shrug, she felt Felix’s hand clamp down on her arm and quickly her back hit against a large tree. Anger flooded through her veins and she knew her eyes would be as black as night as she glared at Felix. “Let go of me,” She managed to snarl out before Felix began to speak. His words hit her ears like ice, he really thought he was that much better than her? That greater? And what did he mean by her sliding a silver-
Blank. Her mind was absolutely blank. It was like she was completely asleep, her mind in another place. There was no feeling, no thinking, no nothing. Just a blank empty space that didn’t exist.
But her feet moved. The only thoughts that existed in her mind were those to show Phoenix her silver. The daggers, the chains, the pins, everything she kept in that black bag. Show him a demon’s fury, her anger. She was good at being angry. There was nothing wrong with these thoughts. There should have been something stopping her feet from moving, from leading her out of the forest to her car. The knowledge that silver would harm Phoenix, and she didn’t want that. But in her mind only existed these few thoughts, and it was what she had to do, since it was all she knew. She stood at the door of her car and looked down at it. No thoughts existed about this, only silver. Show your boyfriend. Show him the silver. Do it. Now. But how could she get there? Ewa looked around and didn’t see Phoenix anywhere but knew she had to show him her silver. Where was he?
Felix stood at the edge of the forest, waiting. The headlights of a car flashed over him, and a minute later, the bang of a door, footsteps, and a vulgar greeting told him Ewa had arrived. He quickly fell into his plan, his arms folded, slightly hunched over, his eyes a little wide. He looked up meekly at Ewa.
“It’s…It’s sort of embarassing…you see, I’m terrified of…of water and…and well, I have to meet a business partner, in the forest. He’s working on some samples for an experiment…only…” He looked towards the forest. “I…I can’t walk into the forest on my own…” He mumbled, looking down, “The river cutting through it…the sound is enough to set me on edge. I…I didn’t have anyone else’s number and…well…I’d hoped you’d walk me there. Just until we find him, then you can go by all means, I’m sure he’d walk me out of there.” He pleaded, looking up again at Ewa. He wasn’t exactly lying; the sound of water did make him feel sick, but it didn’t hinder him too much, only the feel of water. Still, it would be better to get her out of sight before starting his plan, just in case anyone saw and suspected him later.
Ewa watched him, his voice shaking and his words broken. This guy was really a sad excuse for a demon with such a stupid fear. Ewa was a demon herself, and sure some things scared her, but never to this extent. And why the hell would he be meeting a business partner in the forest? All of these things didn’t fit together, didn’t make sense. But his broken demeanor made Ewa feel bad for him. Ever since being with Phoenix and opening herself up to love and caring about someone, Ewa found herself having more of a heart. And it was times like these where she wished she didn’t have one at all.
With a sigh, Ewa rolled her eyes and pushed him ahead of her. “Whatever, this is the oddest favor I’ve ever had to do for someone. But yes, the second we find this ‘business partner’ I’m leaving. I have more important things to do than babysit a 370 demon who’s afraid of water.” She continued to walk into the forest, following the path that was made from people who had walked in the forest before them. “How the fuck does a Demon become scared of something as dumb as water? It just makes you a pussy.” She shrugged and looked back at him. “And if this is just a set up to kill me, I have too many connections in this town for you to get away with it. You’re head will be on a silver platter before you can even think of leaving town. Just saying.”
Felix looked down at the paper that had found its way under his door.
No word from Blackstone. The Council reminds you you are not there to babysit your brother. Doing your mission is all that matters right now. Consider it esstential for his future.
He growled, tossing the paper into the fire and looking out of the window. Truth be told, he hadn’t seen much of a problem with this place: He didn’t really mind species living together, as such, so long as they weren’t breeding. That was when the problems arose, when the hurt spread. So long as demons lay with demons, sirens with sirens and so forth, he didn’t really care if their neighbours were Angels or Fairies or Wolves.
Only two couples had caught his eye as being inter-species, and only one of them worried him in terms of a potential half-breed being created. His mind flashed back to the poor, deformed and pained creatures he’d seen locked in the stacks of cages in the village he had crossed through on his travels - the painful words of the young demon-fairy who couldn’t control her demonic powers as a result of her half-blood he had released (I shouldn’t exist…I wish I’d never been born), the torture inflicted upon him from the parents who had disowned the creatures as a result of him letting them escape.
Shaking his head as if to rid himself of these thoughts, he vowed to himself never to let such poor beings be dragged into the world. His mind fell on Ewa, the demon who lay with the werewolf. Yes, that couple was the biggest concern - from what he’d heard, there was a Siren and an Angel together in the town, but in a much slower relationship than that of Ewa and Phoenix’s.
Pulling out his phone, he sent a text to Ewa.
Ewa, can you meet me tonight? I know we aren’t on the best of terms but…I don’t really know anyone else here and I’m not sure what to do. I need your help. Please…meet me on the edge of River Run Forest.
Hitting send, he smirked: he didn’t enjoy hurting people, but the werewolf in question always looked at him like he was muck whenever they crossed him in the town, and he couldn’t help but feel slightly happy at the idea of tearing the pride out of the dog…even though it wasn’t him who would be doing the tearing.
He grabbed his jacket and headed for the edge of the forest…
She could hear the sound of the shower running as she laid in bed with Smoke on her stomach, finally acting normal. During the full moon, her cat had acted on edge, worse than Ewa was with the sounds the house made. But he had finally calmed down and was beginning to act normal, well, as normal as a hyper active kitten could act. Everything was back to normal in her life, even though her head was still kind of fuzzy from the drunken stupor she had gotten herself in the night before. Hey, it beat being scared out of her wits that something bad would happen.
A light glowed from underneath Phoenix’s close on the bed, a small ring noise hitting her ears. Who the hell was texting her? Ewa searched for her phone, expecting to see a message from Lindsey or Tristan about some random shit, but instead, an unfamiliar number showed on the screen. Opening the message, she read it a few times, even though immediately she knew who it was from.
Ewa, can you meet me tonight? I know we aren’t on the best of terms but…I don’t really know anyone else here and I’m not sure what to do. I need your help. Please…meet me on the edge of River Run Forest.
What the fuck did he want? Felix was one of the many people on Ewa’s hate list. Ok, so most people were on Ewa’s hate list and only a few on her like list, but Felix was at the top with people like Jenna and Izora. His views on life that completely condradicted her own and in her eyes were quite wrong made her dislike him from the start. Sure, he was her best friends brother, but that meant nothing to her. She disliked this man, no, more than disliked, she truly despised him. But something intrigued her about this message, he was looking for her help, which meant he was weak in her world. So she would help, to have that advantage over him.
Ewa got out of bed and went over to the bathroom, peeking her head inside. “Hey babe, Meredith just texted me. Needs me, girl shit. I’ll be back in a bit.” Without even waiting to let Phoenix respond, Ewa left the bathroom and quickly got the things she would need, her keys, shoes, and her leather jacket. Finally, she left the house and quickly got in her car, peeling out of the driveway to head to River Run Forest. Pulling off to the side of the road where she saw Felix, Ewa parked her car and got out, crossing her arms as she walked to him. “Now, what the fuck do you want? Because I could be home having hot shower sex with my boyfriend.”
Meredith smiled as her friend assured her that she was not the only one who needed to get out tonight. She felt the need to ask Ewa how her and Phoenix were doing. Meredith’s personal vendetta for left often left her wanting to hear about other’s love life. She knew it was pathetic, but she couldn’t help it. As she looked around the bar, she answered, “I been okay, actually I’ve been feeling really distant from everyone lately.” Meredith looked down at the table, if she hadn’t felt pathetic before, she definitely felt pathetic now.
“Anyways,” she said looking up, “How have you been doing, dear?” She could not help but grin. She remembered seeing how cute Ewa’s new cat was. She hoped that it brought more joy to Ewa and Phoenix’s relationship. Just the thought of that made her grin. She was such a hopeless romantic. “How’s the move and the new cat?” The questions were just beginning to spill out of her mouth now.
“Distant? You could say that again, I was afraid someone staked you, I have barely seen you around town.” Ewa added a laugh to the end of her statement to show she was joking. She gestured to the waitress to bring her another drink and turned back to her friend. “Honestly, I know you vampires and sun don’t get along but, you really need to get out more. I should see you sometimes after the sun sets around town.”
As she heard her friend ask about her relationship, Ewa couldn’t help but sigh, not really wanting to talk about it. But Meredith was the only girl in town she trusted, and she needed to talk about everything with someone. “It’s been good, for the most part. Smoke is adorable, crazy, and way to hyper for a cat. Phoenix and I on the other hand…it seems all we do is argue. He gets mad when I make stupid dog jokes, and then I get mad whenever anything that has to do with babies, or parents, or anything gets brought up. I’ve been so on edge lately. I…also told him about my parent’s lovely ultimatum.” Ewa rolled her eyes and sipped at her watered-down drink, hoping another would come soon.
Meredith headed towards the bar, in her glistening gold cocktail dress that matched her hair. She was definitely way over dressed for the Hangout, but she hadn’t really gone out since the last time she and Ewa went out, so she felt the need to dress up just a little tonight. She didn’t know what it was, she just stayed in her house until she felt the need to feed. After hunting she would return to her house and just stay there. However she was finally able to get out and be with her friend. Tonight Meredith decided she would drink, perhaps not so much as she did the last time, but just enough for a small buzz. Besides, she couldn’t wait to ask her friend about her relationship.
As she neared the Hangout, Meredith’s sensitive ears heard a wolf howl in the distant woods. Baffled, she stopped where she was. Was that Phoenix? She wasn’t sure, but she could tell that it was a werewolf howl. Meredith lingered for only a second before continuing to the bar. Opening the door she spotted Ewa immediately and walked over to where she sat. “Hey! Thanks so much for getting me out of my house.”
Once she spotted her friend, Ewa smiled and waved the girl over, before noticing Meredith had already spotted Ewa. She shrugged and took a sip of her drink as Meredith thanked her for getting her out of her home. “Trust me, I needed to get out too.” She sighed and looked down at her drink, thinking about how many arguments her and Phoenix managed to get into over the past few days. Ever since Lindsey and Finnick moved out, it seemed every issue in Phoenix and Ewa’s relationship had come to the surface, and there was barely a time when they were happy and lovey-dovey. The only time was when they got Smoke, but only a day later, it was back to arguments.
“But, how have you been? Obviously been cooped up in your house since I haven’t seen you, which is not okay, just saying.” She smirked and tilted her head as she sipped on her drink. “You’re life has to be less stressful than mine is.” Ewa rolled her eyes at her own comment, before leaning back in her chair to listen to her friend speak.
So, the last time Ewa hung out with Meredith didn’t go all to well in her eyes. The two girls got a bit too drunk, had a bit too much fun, and ended a few too many lives. That’s why Ewa was glad to be going out to an in town bar with Meredith. The people at The Hangout didn’t really care about ages when it came to supernaturals, so Ewa didn’t have much to worry about. Plus, she needed to get out. Everything seemed to be blowing up between her and Phoenix, and after her little revelation to him tonight, Ewa needed space. Telling the love of your life how much your parents hate him and plan on sending you to another country isn’t the best conversation in the world.
Dressed in her normal garb, Ewa strutted into the Hangout, ready to just drink and relax with her friend. Truly, Meredith was Ewa’s closest girl friend in Blackstone, and it felt good to have someone be there for her. She had spent so many years alone, that she was finally beginning to appreciate what it was like to have…friends. It was odd and weird, but she also liked it.
Taking a seat, Ewa watched as people walked in and out of the bar, some people dancing, some simply drinking. She didn’t even have to order, the waitress brought her over her usual cranberry and vodka and Ewa just smiled. She sat back and sighed, sipping on her drink, waiting for Meredith to show up.