Date: 2011-10-14 09:00 am (UTC)
She felt someone grabbing at her elbow, and she thought it might have been those Jesus freaks out front coming after her, or may be Pam or a bouncer coming to bring her in to see Eric so she could be yelled at. When she saw it was Wylie, she ripped her arm from his grip as hard as she could. Blood tears were already pouring down her cheeks. So, not wanting him to see her like that was already out the window. Wondering if she even cared at that point? She wasn't sure that she did.

"Ya jus' fuckin' met me a few weeks back, this is the whole whoppin' second fuckin' time tha' ya seen me! An' ya think ya know me?! I do care 'bout myself. I've been learnin' how to be this whole new me all by myself. Ya ain't knowin' shit about me, so fuck you! I do care 'bout me...I do. I'm learnin' the ropes, an' I'm survivin' on my own. I know what my ex said 'bout my blood is shit, an' I nor my blood ain't shit neither like he said we were." She turned, taking a few steps away from him before she switched directions to walk in. She stopped, standing with her back straight, her arms crossed under her breasts.

"I went in there 'cause I was hungry! Least I can glamour someone when I'm done so they ferget it. Can't be caught these days takin' from humans without meetin' true death, an' I ain't wantin' ta die," she growled out toward him, looking at him somewhat over her shoulder.
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