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Owww.
Why is that I always seem to be ass deep in trouble? I don't go looking for
it, it sort of just finds me.
I mean, seriously. Who the hell asked those son of a bitches to come looking for me anyways? I know for a goddamned fact that Nikolas and Kristopher didn't send them after me, if they had,t hey'd have told them specifically that if a hair on my head had been harmed, they'd personally kill them. God, I love my vampires.
For an explanation, on top of my broken arm, I now enjoy a full set of lacerations from being tossed out my window, which thank God is on the first floor of my apartment complex and its only a ten foot drop and I had enough time to shift myself so I landed on my feet.
So..the most I can say right now, is ow.
And if anyone tries to make light of this situation, or make a funny at my expense, I am going to put my six and a half shoe so far up your ass, the water on my knee will quench your thirst. On top of that? I'll chop your goddamned head off.