Charlie was tense, so much so that his shoulders and jaw ached. His muscles were all alert, pulled tight, ready to do battle. The heightened state also left him somewhat jittery. He actually flinched ever so slightly as Val's leg came to rest on his lap. Her heel teased him. All her actions, expressions, words... they'd all been so sexy before he was turned, now they were frightening. He was so totally fucked.
Keep it cool, Charlie. He was trying, but failing. At least Vale seemed decent enough. Kinda weird too. Charlie didn't have a problem in the slightest with the yellow-eyed man. Charlie also didn't mind if Vale wanted to get grabby with Val. Did the woman really think that would make Charlie jealous? He wasn't a possessive man. So very far from it! He liked to win, so when it came to battling another dude to try and get in a girl's pants, well, yeah, he'd bust out his A game. But Charlie had been with Val already, and he didn't care to get with her again! Crazy bitch was likely to cut something off!
"Flatter myself? You contacted me... remember?" He'd come here to get his life back together, but she just couldn't leave him alone. "I think you're the one flattering yourself." As if he'd just run off with her at the snap of her fingers. Please.
Charlie watched all the interactions going on around the table. He was most intrigued at the way Vale licked at the glitter on the little girl's neck. Maybe it wasn't glitter afterall. Huh. Certainly something worth investigating. It was also interesting the way both ladies wanted Vale's attention. Charlie had to give the guy props. "Yeah... I've enjoyed myself. Nice place ya got here. The school ain't so bad either." He was actually enjoying his classes so far. Playing with blades, learning how to control his blood lust, scoring with all these freaky chicks with strange new kinks and their crazy abilities. Hell yeah he was having fun. He just wished it had been his choice to come here. And he wished he could return home to his family whenever he felt like it. It killed him being here tonight, not being at Maggie's birthday party.
Thinking of her made his chest tighten, and he looked away from Vale and back to the bitey bitch. Evil, evil whore! This was all her fault.