Three
Morning came and Kari was yawning and stretching as the sun shined through a gap in her close curtains. When she was done stretching, she put her right arm over her eyes and sighed, she didn't want to get up from where she was lying because it was warm and she already knew that the day was going to be a little off because it was sunny out, she'd have to go into hiding until the storm that was going to set in around ten, she could smell the rain in the atmosphere a distance away.
Yesterday it was raining like hell...why didn't it stay like that? Kari asked herself and sighed heavily. It's been a few days since I've been back over there...maybe I should pay them a visit since I don't have anything to do . . . I did forget to go over and help them fix the place up . . .
She sat up and walked over to her computer desk where she typed in her password so she could listen to some music before she went over to apologize for not coming over to help clean up, she had forgotten that night she had college classes that she couldn’t skip anymore.
Right now she was extremely bored and didn't want to do anything but she went to the refrigerator where she grabbed a blood pack and opened it. As she leaned back onto the counter sipping at her breakfast, all she could think about was if Vincent was alright. Usually she didn't think much about humans because she tried to keep herself separate from them as much as possible. But before she would go anywhere, she wanted to take a shower and get clean clothes on so when she was done drinking the blood pack she threw it away and headed for the shower.
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“Hey Vincent, why don’t you go out for a little bit, I haven’t seen you go on walks other than coming to work.” Kyle suggested.
“It’s going to be raining soon, I’ll go tomorrow.” Vincent said as he started looking through the internet to see what new songs were out there so that he could buy them for the play list, the last DJ called this morning and said he quit.
“Vincent, go out for a little bit, take my raincoat in case it rains before you get back. You’re going to have some fresh air and that didn't stop you from walking home the last time it rained.” Kyle growled out slightly and threw Vincent the coat angrily.
“Fine, I’ll be back in an hour.” Vincent sighed and put the coat on and walked out, Kyle walking up to the door right behind him and locked it up again.
“I finally got him to go outside, I don’t know why he doesn’t go outside anymore, it’s like he’s afraid of what’s out there.” Kyle said to himself.
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“God I hate being out here!” Vincent noted out loud to himself as he walked among the streets of
Middlebury near the bar. “I don’t trust anyone in this world but Kyle anymore.”
Vincent walked the streets that he knew well in a slight daze but very alert because of what’s happened to him in the past.
The faces of the two men. The images never leaving.
His pleas, begging them to let him go.
His cries for help, never being answered because no one cared.
The taste of their seed still stung his tongue to this very day. Making him want to vomit whenever he ate.
How the men used him for their physical pleasure no eight year old should see.
Their names ringing in his ears as they muffled their moans of physical pleasure so one could find them.
The permanent scars on his ass reminding him the pain he will live with for the rest of his life.
The nightmares he will always have of those few hours in hell.
Tears had started to fall down Vincent’s face as he held his stomach. Just thinking about it make his stomach hurt. Made his body tremble in pain like he went through it again just then. The numbing of his legs made him fall to his knees before falling to his side next to the road All Hallows Road. Curled into a ball of pain only to be found just minutes later by Kari who was driving by on her way to the bar.
The car skidded to a stop.
“Vincent!!” She screamed as she opened her car door, leaving the engine running but Vincent had already passed out by then.
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Kari and Kyle were sitting at the bar, talking about something that sounded like an argument. They had been going at it for what seemed like all day since it was now around five in the evening and it was almost time to open the bar.
"Kari, we need someone to help Vincent, he's about to collapse from how many customers we've been getting lately that are just pushing him to the edge." Kyle begged.
"I'll think about it, I'm usually in the mountains at night." Kari argued.
Kyle just sighed and palmed his forehead before he rubbed his face a little, they had been going at the same topic for the last three hours and Kari wasn't letting up any whats so ever. They didn't know that their
arguing was loud enough for Vincent to hear in his bedroom.
"They're never going to shut the fuck up are they?" Vincent growled to himself out loud, he had his head buried underneath his pillow and blankets and he could still hear them. He sighed heavily and forced himself out of bed. "It's already five thirty!?" Vincent screamed and ran to the bar in the front.
"Why didn't someone wake me up!?" Vincent yelled as he burst through the door, scaring the two that were sitting at the bar.
"I thought you needed the rest and I was going to give you the day off." Kyle said as he turned to face Vincent and saw that he was venting.
"You know me damn it, I never take a damn day off." Vincent growled and walked behind the bar to get a glass of water.
"I'm the one that suggested it." Kari butted in as she leaned forward against the counter.
"Oh . . . sorry." Vincent said as he lowered his head in embarrassment.
"It's alright, you didn't know." Kari said, a grin forming on her face. "I think I'll take you up on that offer Kyle."
"That's wonderful Kari." Kyle said with a heavy sigh of relief. "You start working tonight and what your wearing is fine, you don't really need a uniform of any sort."
"What are you talking about?" Vincent asked as he scratched the back of his head.
"Me working here as a helper." Kari explained. "It seems you're too good to resist."
"You stay away from him understand?" Kyle growled and pointed at Kari with a warning.
"Don't worry I will." Kari laughed and got up to stretch slightly.
"It's almost time to unlock the door, decide who's going to do what and quick." Kyle yelled from the kitchen.
"I'll take the first three hours on the floor, you help preparing food until then." Vincent said and walked over to the doors to unlock. Kari had already went to the kitchen without another word.
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Psyren was pissed, she hated being grounded and stuck inside her room all day and night with nothing to do but talk to a whining Belle for hours and lay on her bed.
"What do you want to do Psyren, we're all grounded, that's a no fucking feature." Belle whined from
her end.
"Yea Psyren, and all that was your idea." Sean complained.
"What ever you're going to do isn't going to involve me, you fucking understand?" Dale growled through on his end and hung up, he wanted nothing more to do with her.
"If you're planning anything, I'm all in for it." Raphiel chuckled. " I know you're going to plan something sooner or later."
"Why don't we burn her house down?" Belle asked through.
"Belle, that's the best idea you've ever had all day." Psyren smiled as she moved her hand away from rubbing her eyes. "Neither of my parents have a power so I can sneak out."
"Yay, we'll meet you at Kari's place?" Belle chimed, Psyren could tell she was giddy with excitement.
"I'll grab the matches and the alcohol." Raphiel offered. "Meet you in ten?"
"Yea, meet you guys there in ten minutes." Psyren said and hung up on the now three way conversation as she grabbed an old shirt and tore it up into strips to be shoved in the bottle of alcohol and put them in her pocket as she opened her window. She jumped out and landed softly on the grass before she used her vampiric speed and disappeared into the night towards Cedric's place.
"She's taking so fucking long Raph." Belle whined as she tapped her right shoe on the ground, her arms crossed in front of her.
"She'll be here, it's only been five minutes and she lives further away from him than we do..." Raphiel started to explain then she started to come into view. "Well there she is now."
"Finally, you took forever Psy." Belle complained when Psyren stopped running.
"Shut up Belle, you're always complaining." Psyren laughed.
"Well lets get started so we can hurry home." Raphiel suggested as he held up the alcohol and matches as Psyren pulled out the cloth.
She shoved the cloth into the bottle as Belle kept watch to make sure no one came around, they knew she wasn't home because the lights were off and no music was coming from the place.
"Where's Kari anyway?" Belle asked as Raphiel started lighting a match. "She's usually never away from her house."
“She's hunting." Psyren grinned. "She hunts for mountain lions all night."
"Ooh, you stalk her too much." Belle laughed and they ran towards the house as the cloth was lit.
Raphiel threw the bottle and the three watched it shatter onto one side of the house. They were in awe as they watched the flames engulf that side completely before they all turned and rushed home before someone noticed that the fire had started.
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"Everyone seems to like our new helper." Vincent grinned to Kyle as he walked up to the bar to pick up a drink order.
"Yea, lets hope she stays longer than the last kid that tried to help." Kyle sighed. "I don't think it'd be as easy
as this time to find a new one if she leaves."
"I know what you mean, and isn't it time for her to have a break anyway?" Vincent asked just before he left to give his order away.
"Hey Kari, come on over for a break." Kyle said over the music the customers had blasting from the jukebox.
Kari looked over to Kyle and nodded before she served the table she was at and sat down at the bar.
"White Russian please."
"Sure, like Tuesday right?" Kyle asked. "Double shots of everything except milk and shook not stirred."
"Yea." Kari sighed and buried her face in her hands as she leaned against the counter. "Is it hot in here or is it just me?"
"It gets hot in here after a while, you'll get used to it though." Kyle laughed as he put the drink together in a tall metal cup and covered it with another and shook it.
"Alright." Kari agreed with a smile and pulled a cloth out of her pocket to wipe her face of the sweat that was dripping. "And thank you for the drink and the job Kyle."
"You're always welcome." Kyle smiled.
"Did Vincent have a break yet?" Kari asked just as Kyle was finished with her drink, pouring it over a tall glass of ice before handing it to her.
"Yea, he's in the back on break now." Kyle answered as he nodded over to the door.
"Alright." Kari nodded and sipped at her drink.
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Vincent closed the bathroom door as he leaned with his back against it and locked the handle. He was happy for a few moments of silence as he slid to the floor, putting his hands behind his head as he leaned forward to rest his head on his knees. He closed his eyes for a few moments and nearly jumped out of his skin when he heard sirens driving by the bar but they passed by and he realized that they weren't cop cars, he figured that they were an ambulance or something as he rose his head and pulled his cell phone out of his pocket and speed dialed a friends' number but quickly hung it up before it started ringing and stood up to wash his hands before he went back to work.
"He's taking an awful long time in the bathroom." Kari sighed and looked to the door just before someone opened the bar doors and ran in towards her, breaking her concentration.
"Kari!" The male said as he got to the bar.
"What is it Gary?" Kari asked as she finished her drink and was just about to go back to work.
"You need to get to your house, it's on fire." Gary huffed, Kari figured he ran here instead of driving here.
"What!?" Kari nearly screamed and shot to her feet.
Gary led her out of the club and too his house, both of them using their vampiric speed and was there within seconds. Kari's face was glowing with a lot of hatred that she felt towards her now very ex-friends and oh how she knew how to get back at them for this, she hated using this method but she had no choice and she was going to bring up the tape she still has in her pocket.
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Kari pissed when she saw that her house burned down, she didn't file any charges and said that it might have been electrical problems, she got away with it because the house was over two hundred years old and she didn't replace the electrical wires in it yet since the mid nineteen sixties...but she didn't bring up that she was alive that time. But since that day, she locked himself in the bathroom of Vincent's apartment where she was invited to stay. She had been in and out of there for almost two weeks and he didn't know if she was going to get out of the phase or not.
"Are you coming out sometime soon Kari?" Vincent asked as he knocked on the door. "You've been in there for two hours now, you need to come out.”
"I'll be out shortly." Kari said with a depressed voice.
"No, you're going to come out now . . . Kyle wants to talk to you anyway." Vincent tried to lie.
"He's not here, but I'll be out in five." Kari sighed and there was movement in the bathroom so Vincent decided to give her some space and went back to the living room.
When Kari was out of the bathroom, Vincent was sitting on his couch watching a drama series. Kari recognized it as House but she wasn't sure since she didn't watch a whole lot of television anymore.
“Wanna sit next to me?” Vincent asked as he scooted closer to the side of the couch closest to the front door.
Kari nodded and sat on the edge of the couch closest to her. She had an idea on what she was going to do with Psyren and the others, but she needed her books and they were buried under her house when it burned down. She'd have to go through the wreckage in order to find it and soon, but she would get it later, she wanted to think through what she was going to tell them.
“I hope you don't mind Kari, but I was going to go on a small walk for a short period of time. Do you mind watching over the place while I'm gone?” Vincent asked, a little uneasy in asking someone he didn't know for very long to watch over his personal belongings.
“I don't mind Vincent. I'll make sure no one comes around while you're gone. What would you like me to do if the phone rings?” Kari nodded.
“Just let it ring, I'll check the caller ID when I get back. I shouldn't be too long ok?”
“Ok, I'll be here.” Kari nodded once again as Vincent stood up and checked his pockets for his keys and phone.
“My number is speed dial two on the phone if you need anything while I'm gone. Be back soon.” Vincent nodded. She nodded back as he left.
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Vincent sighed as he decided to walk a distance away from the apartment. He took all the back roads he knew and eventually ended up near the mountains where he wanted to end his walk before calling a friend of his, but if Kyle ever found out about what he was doing oh he'd be getting his ass kicked all the way to his personal doctor, Dr. Evelyn Young. She's a bitch sometimes when there was a need for it and she could be pulled off as Vincent's biological grandmother, he did have the dark brown hair and somewhat similar personality.
But as Vincent came to a stop behind an abandoned building and he leaned against the wall with his back as he pulled out his cell and speed dialed a number. The building used to be a warehouse but was condemned when it was reported as a marijuana factory, the people that worked here ended up in prison for life but hardly anyone comes by the building anymore so no one stayed around here unless the drug dealers came behind here to sell their stuff, it was perfect for drug business.
When the phone rang, it only rang twice and a male's voice sounded from the other end, "Hello, Jake speaking."
"Hey Jake, it's Vincent...how you doing man?" Vincent said with a grin on his face.
"Long time no talk Vince my man, I've been doing fine you?" Jake asked, his voice sounded like he was very excited.
"I've been doing fine but I don't have long to talk, do you think you can bring me a quick order for me?" Vincent said quickly, the sweet talk over with.
"Of course, how much you need?" Jake said as rustling was now heard in the back ground.
"Four shots...meth if you have any...that stuff was always the best...worked quickly too." Vincent said, his spine shivering at the thought.
"I have enough, credit or cash?" Jake always let Vincent pay later if he didn't have the money...he trusted him enough to go that far.
"Credit, I didn't bring my money along...and I forgot to stop by at the bank..." Vincent said as he padded his pants for his wallet and realized he forgot it too. "I even forgot my wallet, oh wait...found it." He said as he dug through the extra pockets in his pants.
"It's alright man, I'll be . . . where you at anyway?" Jake asked.
"I'm at that abandoned marijuana factory . . . in the back." Vincent answered before he rested his head against the wall.
"Alright, I'll be there in five . . . don't you work tonight?" Jake wondered, he always wondered if Vincent was on or off work when they talked.
"I'm working tonight and for the next three days . . . but I can also call today off if you want." Vincent said, nodding as he said this . . . he wanted the day off anyways so he could be with Kari but didn't know if Kyle would give it to him.
"Alright, but anyway, I'm on my way now so get a hold of your old man real quick." Jake said, Vincent could hear the engine coming to life in the background so he nodded to himself and they said their goodbyes as he hung up.
Calling and asking for the night off . . . is going to be a nightmare as always, but I can make the time up this weekend I guess. Vincent convinced himself as he dialed his work number.
"Yea Vincent?" Kyle asked.
"Is it possible that I can have the night off?" He asked, preparing his ears for the yelling.
"Sure, I'll just call in a friend of mine so it'll be fine . . . don't talk to Jake . . . you know how much I hate the kid.." Kyle said, his voice getting deep in warning.
"Don't worry dad, I don't talk to him anymore." Vincent lied.
"Alright, have fun tonight." Kyle said and the phone hung up as a car drove up, yea right normal time, that would be like don't come home the next morning or something.
Vincent decided to stay where he was in case it wasn't who he thought it was . . . a lot of drug dealers came to this location so it was always dangerous to be here on your own . . . but Vincent sighed a sigh of relief when it was his friend Jake. "Long time no see dude." Jake said as he walked up with a wide smile.
Jake had red hair and black circles under his eyes from lack of sleep these last few weeks. He was skinny like he was anorexic and he was just as tall as Vincent was which was no fair at all especially since he was an ex-boyfriend.
"Yea dude." Vincent agreed with the same wide smile and held his fist out as they did their welcoming handshake, which if you didn't see it before looked really stupid.
"So do you work tonight?" Jake asked as he handed Vincent his merchandise.
"Nope, Kyle's calling in a friend of his to work with them tonight." Vincent answered, his eyes on the meth the whole time.
"I heard you got a helper at your father's bar. Who is it?" Jake asked, his curiosity building as he and Vincent climbed into his car.
“Yea we did, her name's Kari Von Wolfgang. Very nice girl too.” Vincent answered with a slight nod.
"Not a familiar name around here is it?" Jake asked, his voice a little grave since he didn't get the position instead.
"No it isn't. But she's at my place right now cause someone or something burned her house down to the ground. It's in a pile of ashes.” Vincent noted.
“She's sleeping on that convertible couch right?” Jake asked, sounding jealous now. “But I hope she finds out who burned it down.”
“Me too-” Vincent started saying when his cell phone started ringing. “Hello?”
“When do you think you'll be back Vincent? I have to find something under the burned remains of my
house.” Kari said through the receiver.
“I'll be home late. I ran into a friend while I was out, just make sure you lock the door when you leave and leave a window open so you can get back in.” Vincent nodded.
“Alright, have fun Vincent, see you when you get home.” Kari said and hung up.
"So where you wanna go tonight?" Jake asked as they buckled their seat belts when Vincent shoved his phone into his pocket.
"Anywhere but the bar . . . " Vincent noted and they drove off to a different club on the other side of town.
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Kari sighed as she put the phone back on it's cradle before she grabbed her shoes from beside the door and slipped them on. She didn't have to leave the window open to get back in. She could bend another paperclip and pick the lock to let herself in. She did it before already a few weeks ago, but she wasn't really in the mood. All she cared about now was to get the book and some other things she had out of the ruined bits and pieces of her house before someone went over to collect perishables. She looked around to see if any windows were unlocked and left a moment later.
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Vincent and Jake were sitting at their own table/bar as they were being served with probably their tenth drink already and were just about to do something they'd both regret but neither cared. Vincent still had some feelings for Jake and visa versa. Neither man had the guts to say anything to the other and it wasn't until their next drink that Vincent said anything.
"Jake, you know I still kind of love you right?" Vincent asked after he downed his shot of Rum.
"Of course I do . . . and I wouldn't talk to you either or give you such good deals if I didn't still kind of love you either." Jake said, then hiccuping before drinking his next shot of Whiskey.
"Good deals, I gave you three hundred dollars . . . " Vincent retaliated before he was pulled into a kiss, and in his drunken stupor he didn't try to break it.
The kiss went from a short one into a very passionate one very quickly, both men wanting more of the other as they tried to take each others' clothes off before they were interrupted by their personal bar tender.
"There are rooms in the back, I think it'd be best if you go back there before you go any further." She said, trying not to be rude or anything but she wasn't interested in watching two men have sex at her table.
Neither man objected as they payed her and they went to the back where she pointed. Jake wanted to go to the rooms on the right and Vincent wanted to go to the rooms on the left...so they played rock paper scissors to get the arguing done and over with. Vincent had won and they went to the rooms on the left but Jake went to the last room on the right before Vincent could say anything else and dragged Vincent with him, closing the door behind them as they went into another passionate kiss...both tongues dueling for dominance of the other.
"God Vince, how can you taste the same as on our first time six years ago?" Jake asked in between kisses as they shuffled over to the bed, both of them falling onto it with Jake on the top, Jake loved being on the top just as much as Vincent loved being on the bottom.
"I don't know, maybe it's because I haven't changed much." Vincent tried to explain, but his head was so out of it because of the alcohol he drank.
"What ever." Jake muttered before he lifted Vincent's shirt over his head with one hand as the other teased a perked nipple that was begging to be pinched.
"Aah . . . " Vincent moaned softly as his back arched, he was always sensitive.
Jake just smirked to himself and leaned in to give the neglected nipple some attention before he was interrupted.
"I have to get back . . . " Vincent muttered between moans.
"Why now?" Jake whimpered.
"Kari's at my house. She's living there until she can get a place." He explained and tried to sit up.
"Well it's our night tonight and no one's taking it from us and besides, we can't go back with these boners right?" Jake asked as he tilted his head some.
"F-Fine, 69?" Vincent agreed and blushed a deep shade of crimson.
Jake didn't say anything as both men then took off their pants and Vincent put his shirt back on, he wanted
to get back to the club when they were done and it'd be faster to just put his pants and boxers back on if he already had his shirt on.
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Kari pushed her way through the ruins of her house as she went to where her bedroom used to be. She remembered where it was because she had been living in the house on and off for centuries. She made it a vow to make sure that Psyren and the others were destroyed after what they did. This was a felon in both human and vampire laws but knew that human punishment wasn't as severe as what vampire punishment could be, that's why she lied to the police when they asked questions.
Just thinking about the slut Psyren made her blood boil so much she almost changed her mind to go after her and rip her to shreds. Then she remembered that by doing so she'd get in trouble also and she didn't want that. She wanted to spend as much time with Vincent as she could. She didn't know why but just thinking about him was calming her down so she took a heavy sigh and started digging where her bed used to be. She had buried her books and ceremonial equipment underground because she didn't want other people to find it if they somehow got into her house but she was careful enough to make sure that it was inside a locked titanium box so that nothing would be worn from the elements. Why she didn't have it out and out in the open like what most vampires have with theirs is for a couple reasons;
She didn't like using her books and ceremonial equipment
She wanted to keep her past tucked away so she would forget.
She hated, no wait, utterly loathed the people that wrote the book to the day they died.
It was all personal reasons as to why she buried the books and equipment deep into the ground.
Within seconds of her digging into the hard dirt her house was sitting on, her hands slammed into a titanium box. She winced slightly but she started digging around the sides of the box so it would be easier for her to pull out as she breathed slightly heavy. The ground was harder than what it was a few hundred years ago but she was alright with it. It didn't bother her much, but the thought of why she buried the box in the first place always sent shudders down her spine.
When the box was free of the surrounding dirt, she heaved the box onto the side of the hole and heaved herself out. It was much more work than she thought it would be, it didn't take that much energy to bury it, but she was younger then. Sighing heavily, she put the dirt back into the hole and heaved the box onto the back of her shoulders, using her vampire speed to get back to Vincent's apartment.
