133 Drunk (1/2)
”Where are you going, Eris?” Ambrose asks coming to a stop at the bottom of the stairs. I give him a small smile and say ”Out” He frowns at me in disapproval and says ”Going out at the moment wouldn't really be a good idea. Where's your demon?”
My smile grows as I say ”He's a little busy at the moment.” As I step down off the steps, I come face to face with Ambrose. I look up at him and give him a warm smile as I lean in and whisper ”A heart looks good on you Ambrose. Take good care of it.”
He scoffs at me and asks ”Are you drunk?” I chuckle and say ”Of course! Who would face a dark prince while sober!?” I pat his chest and walk past him as I think 'Who would go off to their own death while sober...'
Ambrose curses and says ”He will kill you witch!” I continue walking to the front door as I say ”I figured as much.” He curses again and suddenly appears in front of me. I step to the side and start walking around him as he says ”No one will thank you. You could even save them and they would still curse you! Don't be stupid! Don't get yourself killed trying to be a hero!”
The other vampires watch my every move with sharp eyes but when I reach the door, they step to the side and look to Ambrose behind me. I grab the door handle and say ”I'm no hero, Ambrose...” I open the door and walk out to see the sun starting to set.
I look around at the destruction and sigh as I step out and say ”I'm just a drunk witch...” I hear Ambrose curse behind me again right before the door shuts. He's actually a decent Vampire. I start walking down the street and slowly make my way back to my car.
My poor baby was destroyed once again... it looks like someone busted out the windows and tore everything up. I walk over to the tunk to see that everything was still intact. I have a protection spell on the truck with all my goodies in it and it looks like whoever tore my car up wasn't strong enough to break it.
Maybe I should look into putting one on my entire car... if I survive. I open the truck and grab my leather, black crop jacket. I slip it on and start pulling out my thigh straps. After strapping up, I start loading up on my daggers and spells.
Just because I'm going down, it doesn't mean I can't make them hurt. As soon as I shut the trunk, I hear someone step up behind me. I turn around to find Harris dressed in swat gear. I raise an eyebrow and say ”I almost didn't recognize you, Harris.”
He frowns at me and quickly looks around before waving me over. I fix my jacket over my blades and walk over to him with apprehension. When I'm close enough, he pulls me close to the wall and whisper yells ”Everyone is out to kill you, Hallows! You need to go back into hiding.”
I smile at the human and ask ”Don't you blame me for the demon?” Harris gives me a dry look before saying ”I know you better than that. You're always the one killing the bad ones while most people are sleeping, completely unaware about how close they've come to death. I do want to know what happened though.”