My Love is Like Whoa..
Sometimes I wonder how I get away with these things. Like this morning; I had a nice breakfast with Jake, and Alex is none the wiser. She thought I did something nice for a random guy, and that it was a little unusual, but that didn't seem to tip her off. And if she knew, I would know that she knew. So she doesn't know. She just figures that I
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Bugger.
Whatever, I'm tired of walking around and looking for him, I'll take a break in this bar as long as no one hits on me, and get a hotel room afterwards. He was originally supposed to find me, but I got stuck finding him. I don't know how he expected this to work. Idiot.
... Oh, there he is now. Carly's here too. Well that's convienient. And some decently cute bartender is getting a little bit of enjoyment out of her being here. She got a boyfriend that fast? Figures.
Sam doesn't look too happy about that, but you can tell he's trying not to show it or say anything. She's probably just doing it for show, knowing Carly, to drive him insane. Although if what I've heard about my brother is true, I think he's over her.
Which is so utterly and completely stupid.
He saw me, and raised an eyebrow when I put a finger to my lips, and snuck up behind Carly. The whole slayer stealth thing, I love it. Although it did sort of take me forever to learn that part of it. Got into the occasional fight with some of the other girls because they seemed to find that funny.
I tapped her on the shoulder. "Excuse me miss." I grinned.
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She's not afraid to kiss me in front of this guy. That's a good sign in my book. I smiled as she pulled away, setting her glass on top of a napkin and sliding it towards her.
"Anytime," I told her, hoping I wasn't grinning too widely. I shouldn't be gloating. The ex-boyfriend is obviously more than a little irked by my presence. That's fine by me. I'm majorly irked -- perturbed, even -- by the fact that he interrupted my promised fun.
I'd just have to make sure Carly and I were able to resume said fun once I got off work.
Leaning against the bar, I looked up again just in time to see an unfamiliar young woman sneaking up behind Carly.
"Hey--" I started, but was cut off before I could speak up any more.
"Excuse me miss."
Oh. It's friendly sneaking, not malicious sneaking.
So who's this new character?
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Whoa, that felt good. Not just regular good either, Jake's a great kisser. I'd be kissing him a lot more if my ex wasn't sitting right next to me, and yet...I don't want Sam to leave right now. I haven't see him in a long time, if we put some effort into the conversation, it would be a lot less awkward and a lot more fun. If all goes well, I might get to hear a little bit about what Sam has been up to since he ditched me.
He'd probably call it a mutual breakup. It wasn't. I didn't "break up" with him until months after he'd left for Europe. I was still Sam Howell's girlfriend for a long time, regardless of who I was sleeping with.
And there were a lot of whos.
Still are.
When I pulled back I sensed someone moving in back of me. The look on Jake's face told me that I was right, and then he started to warn me but stopped short.
"Excuse me miss."
Tensing up for a fight, I gave myself a second of complete stillness. When the...whatever it was in back of me didn't react, I spun around and launched a kick to it's center before I looked to see who I'd knocked on their ass.
Her ass.
"Holy shit! Don't do that Arianna!" Taking a deep breath and letting it out fairly quickly, I walked over and helped her to her feet.
Wait, when did she get the steal-oh. She went overseas. Sam was being sneaky and didn't tell me the whole truth.
"You too?"
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Was that just for show? Proof that she's over me or something? I didn't doubt it from the first second I walked in here. I didn't. She should be over me. After all, I'm...
... Okay, I'm only somewhat over her.
Four freakin' years, and she can still drive me absolutely nuts just by looking at a guy the wrong way. It's demonic. Or I wish it was, at the very least.
Speaking of demonic...
I opened my mouth to say something when Arianna walked in, but didn't get very far. She's going to try and work the whole slayer angle to sneak up on Carly. I'm sure that'll end well.
"Excuse me miss."
Where did Carly learn to land a kick like... Oh God. No freakin' way, that has to be a joke. A bad one.
"Holy shit! Don't do that Arianna!"
"Apparently it's not safe." Okay, the look on my sister's face is completely worth the shock value of the idea that I might not be dealing with one slayer, but two.
One of them my ex, and one my sister. This is some sort of cosmic payback for one of the more massive pranks I helped put together in high school, isn't it.
Just a guess.
"You too?"
"Yeah, her too." I smirked and shook my head.
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Okay if I'd known that was coming, I completely would have been able to block that. Where in the blue hell did Carly learn to kick like that?
"Holy shit! Don't do that Arianna!"
"You're not the one who just got knocked on her arse out of nowhere!" I sputtered out, taking the hand that was offered to me as I got up and brushed myself off a bit. I glanced over at the boyfriend. "I think you people need to sweep these floors a bit more..." I said helpfully, and looked back to Carly.
"And by the way... ow."
"You too?"
"Yeah, her too."
"What do you mean 'her too'?" I blinked, and then got the idea. "Oh, you mean... oh." I grinned. "Yeah, definitely me too." Oh now I'm just completely amused. Extensively.
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Secret's out, for the both of us. Mine wasn't a secret anyway. I don't want to hear about my abilities on the evening news, but I don't keep quiet about it if I trust the person not to freak out. Obviously they've known and they know about me, but even if they didn't...
Honestly, I guess I wouldn't have said anything. Everything that's happening with us is so weird. First I'm throwing myself at Jake for reasons I can't explain, then Sam's helping me up off of the floor, and somehow I ended up having to do the same for Arianna. I don't know why I'm so attracted to Jake now, or why Sam had to make his presence known at the exact moment I was making a move on Jake, or how Arianna managed to find the exact bar that Sam and I were at, but it's all too confusing for me to put this much thought into while my heart feels as damaged as a frat boy who got kicked in the nuts.
I hate Sam for that, because somehow it's his fault.
"Sam never stood a chance."
He was going to get his ass kicked no matter which one of us he got stuck with. Sam's stuck with Arianna for life, so I guess he's lucky that he doesn't have me around to kick his ass. Our breakup worked out for him, he looks like he's doing good with life.
"Anyway, I'll do this again. Jake, this is Sam's sister Arianna--my former partner in crime. Arianna, Jake's the best bartender in the world."
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"Yeah, her too."
"Yeah, definitely me too."
"Sam never stood a chance."
What was all this "you too" business about? Oh. Oh. It took a few moments, but it finally clicked. They were talking about vampire slayers. They were both vampire slayers? As far as I knew, there used to be one -- only one -- at any given time, but a little while back, something went down and suddenly there were a whole lot of slayers. Kind of funny that two girls who already knew each other would both be slayers. Talk about coincidence.
"Anyway, I'll do this again. Jake, this is Sam's sister Arianna--my former partner in crime. Arianna, Jake's the best bartender in the world."
Aw. That's sweet.
"Nice to meet you," I said, reaching my hand out to the new arrival. "I'm not the best in the world, but I do make a pretty mean screwdriver. You want anything? It's on the house, seeing as you're a friend of Carly's and all."
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"Oh no." I laughed, and looked over at Sam, who was doing that eye rolling thing. "No, never, definitely not."
"Anyway, I'll do this again. Jake, this is Sam's sister Arianna--my former partner in crime. Arianna, Jake's the best bartender in the world."
Partner in crime? That's one way of putting. I nodded to Jake with a grin. "Hey." Very cute. I really want to know if this is the new boyfriend. And if he's old or not. Sure, me dating is laughable, but I can dream.
Guys tend to be rather afraid of me. Gee, I wonder why.
"Nice to meet you,
"You too." I nodded and shook hands with him. Sam looks less than pleased. I guess that means this one is the new boyfriend. Which I'm not entirely sure is bad or not. I'll have to figure it out later.
"I'm not the best in the world, but I do make a pretty mean screwdriver. You want anything? It's on the house, seeing as you're a friend of Carly's and all."
"Actually..." I looked over at Sam, and rolled my eyes at the look on his face. "I'll just have a soda." I muttered. Chance shattered. Blasted brother. Stupid drinking age. Hate both.
"So are you Carly's boyfriend, or what?"
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...
Yeah. Whatever. Moving on.
"Anyway, I'll do this again. Jake, this is Sam's sister Arianna--my former partner in crime. Arianna, Jake's the best bartender in the world."
"Hey."
Arianna thinks he's cute. Don't ask me how I know, I just freakin' know. She gets this look, even though Bartender Boyfriend Jake's too old for her. Don't ask me how I know that either.
"Nice to meet you,"
"You too."
"I'm not the best in the world, but I do make a pretty mean screwdriver. You want anything? It's on the house, seeing as you're a friend of Carly's and all."
Gee, Bartender Boyfriend Jake is modest. That's real special.
And don't even think about the drink Arianna. We both know how you handle your alcohol, and you were the one who told me about that one. We had an agreement on you not drinking for a while.
"Actually... I'll just have a soda."
It's great how she still actually listens to me, and how I didn't have to actually say anything on that one. This'd be even better if she wasn't giving me a dirty look over it.
Come on Ari, you were the one who said it, not me.
"So are you Carly's boyfriend, or what?"
It was so left feild after the silence that had followed her asking soda, that I coughed on my drink. Especially since it was exactly what I've been thinking since I saw them together.
Leave it to Arianna to be the blunt one.
I think I'll just keep my mouth shut.
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He lies. Jake is the best. Best looking, friendliest, most fakely compassionate. Makes the best drinks. Looks the best doing it. If you're going to become dependent on alcohol, I reccomend you doing it around Jake in order for you to have the best experience possible.
I mean damn, I'd drink a lot if Jake wasn't Alex's brother. I'd order shots and make conversation until he was tired of talking and wanted to move on to the other activities he does so well.
I need to stop thinking about him, and I need to do it now.
"Actually... I'll just have a soda."
I know she's not of age, but I wouldn't have said anything. This place doesn't exactly enforce the law anyway. Jake would look the other way for her in a heartbeat. I'm guessing Sam's the one not letting her have any fun.
I don't want to see Arianna drunk, but one drink wouldn't have hurt anything.
"So are you Carly's boyfriend, or what?"
God damnit Arianna.
I'm not going to answer that. I called him a friend to Sam. I wasn't sure exactly what to call him at first, but that seemed like the most appropriate title.
'Boytoy of the moment' doesn't give him the credit he's due. We're close, my weird night after feelings aren't going to change that. At least I hope they don't. It would suck if they did. He's the only guy I can talk with honestly and know that he's not doing it for some kind of sexual reward.
...He got that anyway, didn't he?
Arianna directed the question at Jake, he can answer it.
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"Sure. Coke okay?" I asked her, reaching to scoop some ice into a clean glass for her. Even without asking, I could tell she was too young for alcohol, but we do a lot of looking the other way here. We even let people smoke inside sometimes -- if we're feeling generous. Personally, I think smoking is gross, so if I'm the only bartender on duty, I generally don't let that slide, but drinking age? I rarely card. I'm probably going to get fined or arrested one of these days.
"So are you Carly's boyfriend, or what?"
I was glad I hadn't been drinking anything when she asked that. I know I would have choked if I had been. Instead, I just looked up from pouring her drink, kind of disoriented by the question itself.
Carly had introduced me as a friend to Sam, but... this was just too good an opportunity to pass up, wasn't it? Would I ever get another chance like this? I might embarass Carly a little, but it would be great to see the look on Sam's face if I said 'yes.' Damn, I bet that would be hilarious.
I just grinned at Arianna as I set her drink down on the bar.
"Yeah, I am. I like to consider myself pretty lucky."
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...Did Jake just say what I think he said? It had to be my ears being weird, I misheard. Or maybe everything that I've been thinking about involving Jake made have a verbal hallucination. That has to be it.
I mean, we're not going out. We had sex once. It would have been twice if not for my handsome past coming back to haunt me, but we didn't have any tonight. Besides, having sex twice with the same partner doesn't mean you're involved. There aren't any mixed signals here.
So why did he say...oh.
Jake never knew about Sam and now that he's met my one and only ex boyfriend, he wants to push his buttons. That has to be it, right? The look on Sam's face right now is just...whatever Jake is trying to do, it's working. I don't know if I want him doing this, but he's definitely doing it well.
He did get a good reaction.
I still don't think pretending that we're together is the right thing to do. I'll feel bad even if we don't get caught in that lie. Sam doesn't deserve to be lied to. I haven't had a real relationship since him, especially when I mistakenly found out that he was....
Screw it. I thought he was married for years. If Jake wants to be my boyfriend for the night, Jake can be my boyfriend for the night.
I need to get another drink in me.
"Jake, stop that." I smirked, leaning in to give him another kiss. "You know I'm the lucky one.
I didn't say I was his girlfriend, I just said I'm lucky. That could mean anything, right?
"I need another apple jack."
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Was she playing along?
This just got a whole hell of a lot funnier.
"I need another apple jack."
I smell an opportunity for a PDA. I smiled at her before taking her empty glass and leaning across the bar for a kiss. She'd already given me one in front of Sam before I introduced myself as her boyfriend, so I didn't forsee any trouble in getting another one. "Sure thing, babe," I told her, taking her empty glass and going to refill it, but only after tossing my best 'I'm so smitten' smile at her over my shoulder.
Handing her drink over, I leaned against the bar and turned my attention to Arianna.
"It's nice to finally meet you. I've heard good things," I lied. Honestly, I'd never even heard her name before tonight. Didn't matter. I was being vague enough. This was small-talk, noone was ever expected to go into detail. And if they were? They usually BSed their way through it anyway.
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Thank God I wasn't drinking when that one was answered. Although, I think I'm going to need a couple more now. In another state. Far far away from here.
Great, he actually is her boyfriend. That's just... great. Great for Carly. She moved on. Freakin' wonderful. Very special. So freakin' happy for both of them.
I saw flames starting to go up on my drink, and quickly smacked my hand down ontop of the thing, hoping no one was actually looking. This really isn't the time for me to start.
"Jake, stop that. You know I'm the lucky one."
That's a slightly disgusting statement. But I'm going to keep calm. There's too much alcohol around here for me to lose it. I really don't feel like blowing up this bar with me and Arianna inside.
And maybe without Carly inside too. This Jake guy can stay in, as far as I'm concerned.
No. I'm not the type of guy to kill. Sort of. No matter how much fun it'd be. Keep in control Sam... God damn it, put your mind somewhere else or something.
"Congratulations." I muttered, trying to keep a lid on it. I always know when I'm about to lose it, because I can feel the entire room heat up little by little, and my hands start to tingle. It's not too long after that flames start popping up or something explodes or whatever I'm looking at starts to heat.
I'm just now sort of wishing that I'd talked to Monroe on what to do in this kind of situation. Shit shit shit. God damn it.
"It's nice to finally meet you. I've heard good things,"
Sure he has. That's vauge bullshit if I've ever heard it. And Arianna's watching me, so I think she saw the flames. Great, maybe she can get the Boyfriend to tone it down a little.
I really doubt she's going to, but I can't say anything without looking like a jealous jackass.
I hate my life.
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