|Alaric Saltzman (selfloathing) wrote in wariscoming,
@ 2014-09-27 19:16:00
|Alaric Saltzman sat on the stool contemplating the glass of bourbon in front of him. No matter how bizarre the events of the last several hours had been, one thing remained the same. Ric liked his bourbon, especially when he had a lot on his mind. The events of the past several hours weighed on him heavily. Ric was glad to not be sucked into oblivion or wherever it was those left on the Other Side ended up when in fully collapsed, but whether he was happy to alive? The jury was still out on that one. He felt guilty as hell for all the things he'd done and the fact that he'd made it out while Damon and Bonnie got stuck on The Other Side only made it worse. Elena's pain at the loss was obvious. So was Jeremy's and Ric couldn't help feeling like it was all his fault.
He hadn't been back in the real world for very long at all when he suddenly found himself standing in the middle of a Kansas graveyard. It was obvious right away that this wasn't Mystic Falls and it didn't take him very long to discover he was in the city of Lawrence. It also didn't take him long to find the nearest bar. If there was ever a situation that called for a drink, this was the one. After he was settled on a stool with a drink in front of him, Ric pulled out his phone and connected to the network. It didn't take him long to find some kind of message board and when he threw up a post, he quickly received replies from several people he knew. Some of them were people who shouldn't even be alive and he was grateful to Caroline for warning him about that. It meant he could dial back his reaction to seeing Damon's comment a few minutes later.
Hearing Jenna was here, alive just gave him more reason to beat himself up, though. No matter what Elena said, Ric didn't think there was any way Jenna could possibly forgive what he was or what he'd done. He was a monster. He'd done a lot of monstrous things. And Elena had become a vampire because of him. Because Rebekah had tried to kill her to stop him. He'd had a long time to mull over all the horrible deeds he'd done in his life. Even if some of it had been the result of Esther's manipulation, he was still responsible. The idea that Jenna could... no. Maybe it was good that she hadn't said hello, yet. Maybe it was better for her if she stayed as far away from him as she could get.
These were among the throughout coursing through his mind as he tossed back the glass of bourbon and ordered another. Damon was on the way, which made for a good excuse to just keep drinking, if you asked him.