Roland has been living with us for several months now. My life has been quite interesting since he's entered it. No longer am I constantly drunk, been sober for about two to three months now.
I do have my urges now and then to douse myself with high amounts of alcohol but I refrain from doing so by busying myself with fun activities.
Though right now in this moment, watching Roland openly flirt with an "old friend" across the room had my blood boiling; yeah I had to drink something or I was going to go batshít crazy.
I hated how they smiled at each other. I really didn't like how she was holding his hand. Despite her being a vampire as well I so badly wanted to go over there and beat the shít out of her pretty little face, but I would probably end up hurting more of myself than her.
Quickly tilting my head back I drain the auburn colored liquid in the shot glass in one gulp.
The alcohol burned as it rushed down my windpipe.
Well if Roland can flirt so fúcking openly then so can I.
Getting off the stool I head over to the tall, and handsome guy with luscious dirty blonde hair who earlier asked me to dance but I kindly declined.
"Hey! Wanna dance?" I shouted over the loud music, tapping him on the shoulder.
Turning around his face lights up.
"Thought you didn't want to dance!" He shouted, smirking.
"I changed my mind." I said, with a mischievous smile.
"Let's dance then!" Gently grabbing my hand he lead me further onto the dance floor.
Fingers still entwined he twirled me around so my back was up against his lower chest, upper stomach area.
As a new song came on I started to grind my ass into his groin.
The whole time we danced our bodies moved in sync.
With hooded eyes I looked over to where Roland was at only to see he wasn't there, or that woman.
What the fúck?
That son of a bí-
Suddenly a hand grabbed my throat and pulled me away from the hunky sweaty body I've been dancing with. One moment I was in the hot sweaty crowded place of "Candy Man" the next out in a cold ally and slammed up against a wall. My erratic breath puffed out in front of me as I looked up into the dark eyes of my lover.
"What is wrong with you?" He sneered, his fangs poked out from under his upper lip.
I laughed.
"I should be asking you the same fúcking thing Roland." I said, livid.
"Is this about Lora?"
"Yes, Roland, it sure as hell is. You guys sat there lost in your own little fúcking world, and it was like Libby and everyone else was no longer in the fúcking room!"
Knocking his hand away I walked a few feet away from him.
My feelings right now were beyond hurt. Focusing my attention up at the moon I rapidly blinded my eyelids to hold the tears at bay. I hate when I become a crying drunk.
Don't cry Libby. Don't fúcking cry, I thought to myself in a firm voice.
Warm hands wrapped around my freezing cold face and turned it slightly towards the pale face of the beautiful creature of the night who has stolen my heart.
"Liberty Candace Royce, you know damn well there is no one else I want but you. My world changed when you and Gina saved me that night. If you hadn't I'd of been dead, and wouldn't have met the love of my life. I owe you so much. No human has ever showed me the amount of kindness that you have to me. You don't see that I am lesser than you but equal. Don't ever think I want any other. As cheesy as this might sound I have all I need and want right here in front of me."
