Crazy
God, it never ends. Everything's just spinning out of control. I think we're all breaking apart. Except maybe Des and Gabe. They seem the only ones who are okay right now. Well, I guess I'm okay, too. They've been really cool about hanging out with me and avoiding the subject of my being a cold-blooded murderer...I haven't really seen Oz much since he got back from Tibet, but I don't think things went well over there. I have an appointment with that shrink Dylan recommended coming up. That'll be greeaaat. After what's been happening though...It'll be good.
Anyway, Dylan had been acting totally weird lately. So un-Dylan like. He was dropping Taylor off a lot with me and he wasn't spending as much time with Connor. He was spending time with another guy. Who he used to sleep with. For money! So yeah, totally suspicious or what? (And oh man, I so cannot think of Dylan in leather pants standing on street corner with a pink feather boa. Excuse me, I need to scrub my brain.) I was taking notes and following him around but I didn't have any proof. Until I was patrolling and stumbled on him and Mike grinding dancing. Oh. My. God. I guess it wasn't as bad as it looked. Dylan swears they're just friends, and I don't think he's lying. It just looks totally suspicious on the outside. But, um, he busted me for patrolling alone. And he made me promise not to do it anymore...
I really wish I hadn't made that promise. I can still patrol with Connor (when he heals, ugh), but...I don't want anyone to see me do it. I liked being alone.
Anyway, I get this call from Dylan and he's completely freaked out. Connor was trashed. Not drunk, but the shit was beaten out of him. Oh man, thinking that some vampire slayer vampire thing can do that to Connor...It's scary. Connor was always this invincible rock and someone broke him. Getting a ride over there was no problem, and seeing Connor like that? He looked terrible. Dylan's got that look. That look that says "I have a really bad plan." I'm worried. I say we stake her before she can hurt anyone else. If we can...
I better make sure Dylan doesn't go through with whatever he's planning. I don't want someone else I know to end up dead.
Anyway, Dylan had been acting totally weird lately. So un-Dylan like. He was dropping Taylor off a lot with me and he wasn't spending as much time with Connor. He was spending time with another guy. Who he used to sleep with. For money! So yeah, totally suspicious or what? (And oh man, I so cannot think of Dylan in leather pants standing on street corner with a pink feather boa. Excuse me, I need to scrub my brain.) I was taking notes and following him around but I didn't have any proof. Until I was patrolling and stumbled on him and Mike grinding dancing. Oh. My. God. I guess it wasn't as bad as it looked. Dylan swears they're just friends, and I don't think he's lying. It just looks totally suspicious on the outside. But, um, he busted me for patrolling alone. And he made me promise not to do it anymore...
I really wish I hadn't made that promise. I can still patrol with Connor (when he heals, ugh), but...I don't want anyone to see me do it. I liked being alone.
Anyway, I get this call from Dylan and he's completely freaked out. Connor was trashed. Not drunk, but the shit was beaten out of him. Oh man, thinking that some vampire slayer vampire thing can do that to Connor...It's scary. Connor was always this invincible rock and someone broke him. Getting a ride over there was no problem, and seeing Connor like that? He looked terrible. Dylan's got that look. That look that says "I have a really bad plan." I'm worried. I say we stake her before she can hurt anyone else. If we can...
I better make sure Dylan doesn't go through with whatever he's planning. I don't want someone else I know to end up dead.