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Message: <blockquote data-quote="izillama" data-source="post: 5948065" data-attributes="member: 79171">"No, they're not seeing each other. They're just two eggs from the same basket."Clover leaned back on her bed, staring up at the ceiling. A crack ran through it, tracing from wall to wall in a jagged line. She wondered what had caused the crack, and why it couldn't just run straight? Why didn't chaos ever run in a straight line? Or life. Especially never life.She looked back at Mindy and let her conscious "living" actions taper off to nothingness. Clover didn't bother to pretend to breath or blink. She didn't keep her emotions under control, and instead let her mind wander for a moment to her hunger. When was the last time she had fed? Who had it been on? Her lips parted marginally to allow room for her fangs, which slowly began to extend in anticipation of a feast. Clover allowed whichever thoughts surfaced first in her mind to take over. She sniffed the air, trying to smell fear. "How can you sit there? So calmly? So relaxed? Aren't you afraid of what you see? Of what I've become? How can you be so accepting? I know. It's because I made you accept me. Made you want to serve me, against your will. You can't even feel the fear, can you? I could rip you to shreds right now. I could bleed you dry. You can see my teeth, my dead gaze. How can you not fear that?"She found herself leaning forward with each question. Each accusation. "Because I made you, that's why. And where does that leave us? Either that makes you foolishly lacking a will of your own. Or me heartlessly controlling. And I know which of it it is. It's this."Before Mindy could protest, Clover extended her own arm and scratched it with a hardened nail. Vampire blood beaded up on her pale skin, surfacing like lava at the edge of a volcano. Her own personal inferno. She watched Mindy's face for any recognition. For any emotion. She spoke quietly, calculatingly, "My blood, Mindy. This is what keeps you here. This is what keeps you coming back to me. It keeps you my slave. To vampire society, this makes me a genius. Get a day-dweller to do my bidding. No risk to me, right? Just feed you. Drug you. Keep you acting against all of your own instincts. Look at you! You can't even recoil from the sight of me? Of my blood? Of the monster in front of you!"Standing suddenly, she began to pace angrily, her blood dripping haphazardly out onto the industrial tile floor, "You want to know the truth? Yes, we're in trouble. There are bad, bad vampires out there that tried to kill us tonight. There's a bad, bad vampire prince out there that holds our leashes. And you know what? Because I'm also another one of those bad vampires, now you're in trouble too! Because I was... selfish. Prideful. Because I took you and made you fall. Because I didn't give a damn about you!"Abruptly, she stopped and faced Mindy. Slowly, she closed in on her former roommate, holding her gaze. She should cry right now. But she couldn't. She settled for a sad, sad look on her face, "And the awful thing is that... I do now give a damn. I didn't care at all when I did this to you. When I gave you my blood and forced you to follow me. I didn't. And now that I do... I'm so afraid to let you go because I don't want you to face me. Because if you stopped drinking my blood, you'd see the real me. You'd become the mirror I didn't want to face. You'd tell me the truth. And I'm terrified of that. And I'm terrified of the nightmares you would have to face. Of all the things you know we've done. Of all the things you've done while you've belonged to me. It's the worst... worst irony. I feel bad about keeping you. I feel worse about letting you go. And none of this is fair to you, Mindy."She still didn't breath or blink. Instead, she sank down in front of her former roommate, level with her eyes, "So you decide what you want. I don't think you've had anything from me lately to keep you in this state. Tell me what you want. Do you want to keep this up? Do you want to keep drinking the drought of illusion? Or do you want to sober up... and face reality? Because I don't think Koln and Ruby and myself are going to be around much longer. Do you stay here and go cold turkey? Do you give it up now and see me for what I've become? Or do you decide, even after everything I've done to you, forced you to do, that you want to stay with me? Mindy, you're one of my only friends. But I won't force you to be. What do you want?"</blockquote>

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