♛ What have I not confessed to you in 10 novels*?! Ye gods, you people want my blood, don’t you?
Alright I’m being a little melodramatic. What kind of confession do you want? I’ll consider it.
*We don’t count Louis’ novel bc it was Louis’ novel, regardless that we shared the same ghostwriter.
♛I already am. Did you catch me in the Fall ‘13 Dolce & Gabbana show?
Can’t do it too often, though, or they’d catch on that I don’t age. So I drop in for a show or two, and then come back under a different name.
Also, it can get tiresome, all those male models throwing themselves at my feet. *sigh*
♛This is a true confession, in the sense of a longing to reveal it to the one you care about. Strange, isn’t it, that there are different kinds of love, and that we can feel it for our friends as intensely as for our lovers?
Best friends are family members who we choose, and want to keep in our lives. It seems that fate brings them to us just when we need them. You look over at them from across the couch and think, “How did I get to be so lucky to end up with this incredible creature by my side?!” The same can be said for lovers.
If you really do have these feelings for your best friend, the feelings may be mutual. They may not. Is it worth risking losing the friendship over? That’s a question you have to ask yourself. No one can advise you.
Some of the strongest loving relationships have foundations in trusting, close friendships. Certainly Nicki and I had that. I’ll forever mourn the loss of “our conversation,” which later involved communicating in an entirely new way. There are certain… things… we did together that I’ve done with no one else since, and never will. One might say he was the first person who ever really listened to me, and wanted to share with me in return. Through getting to know each other, we were drawn closer and closer… he was the first person to be curious about and love what was inside of me, on a long-term basis. I thought I knew what was inside of him, and I loved what I found there. Intimacy followed naturally.
In contrast, Louis and I had precious little time in the beginning. He would have died if I had waited even one more night. I thought we might be immediately bonded with the Dark Gift. The shock of it and his nature was, unexpectedly, a huge obstacle for him, and those first few years, what really held us together was our lingering – and mostly restrained – desire for the each other. We struggled through and became friends slowly. Then best friends. Then lovers.
We defy titles. Definitely not two halves of one whole, although I do like to refer to him publicly as “my better half” occasionally, just to tease him *smirks*
Maybe that’s the point I’m trying to make. Do you and your friend seek to draw closer to the inner core of each other? You may need to wait for a sign that they want that, too.
Betrayal and distrust.
Go fuck yourself, Lestat.
♛Ooooh burn. You know, for Louis v. 1.0, you lacked his penchant for literally setting me on fire, but you always knew how to do it figuratively.
It might have smelled like that after I was forcibly kidnapped from it. I was always the one who brought flowers in and swept up. It must have smelled awful without me, your doting maid.
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#kills and licks the blood from her lips #Get on my level Louis #Best Vampire Ever #Are you proud of your monster father? #Blood is life
♛Darling! I am very proud of you, mon monstre petit. You might say burning with pride. Louis is much improved by now but he does need to get on your level. He’d be devastatingly more fun.
♛Hindsight is 20/20, or so they say. The feeling is mutual, Nicki. Don’t you have a house to go haunt? Rattle your chains elsewhere.
♛ And you will forever by my loyal dark gray subject? Hmmmm? Yes, good arrangement. Don’t forget that I fell into this title, alright, it was assigned to me, I exhausted myself trying to shirk it, but it’s really easier to just accept the damned title than try to resist it. It doesn’t hurt that I look good with a crown.
♛Well thank you for the invitation… saving that for later… Willing beverages are divine offerings.
I wish I could take you with me sometime! I do prefer having an engaged audience, but despite the best planning and performance, it can get rather gruesome. You might change your opinion of me after such an excursion. I wouldn’t want that.
♛ I’m going to cry over your crying, we’re going to cause a damn flood with all these tears! Am I getting too soft in my old age? Or actually getting wiser?
Unlike you, I will actually ruin my clothes if I cry on them, I have to go change into Crying Time Clothes… Then Louis will start asking why I’m crying and it all gets very involved and emotional. And possibly physically messy.
Wait, maybe I DO want that… Can’t play that card too often or he’ll catch on to it.
♛ This is perfectly normal, do not consult your physician, I have this effect on people.
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