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Damn Regret	By : medievalcutie Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Red Jumpsuit Apparatus Views: 981 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is purely a work of fiction! I do not know any members of RJA, and I do not profit from these writings.

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A/N: nope, haven't dropped the story, just having issues with home internet :(

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Taking Ronnie Winter back to my apartment was not something that I would have thought to be even remotely possible this morning, and yet here I was leading him up the stairs to the small apartment I shared with Addie and Elias. Oh they were going to kill me for this, I was sure.

Almost as if he could sense my growing unrest, Ronnie lightly laid his hand on the small of my back causing a shiver to go up my spine. This couldn’t be happening. First off, we were enemies at best. So why would I want to take my enemy back to my apartment? Showing someone who very well could want to kill you where you lived was not smart. Had the things in the park changed things that much? Doubtful, but regardless, here I was standing silently before my apartment door without moving, Ronnie Winter behind me.

There really shouldn’t have been any reason to be as frightened as I was. After all, it was my apartment too, so I could have whatever guests that I wanted, right? So hopefully that would rule out the kill from Addie or Elias. Although thinking about it, he would probably have to worry more with Addie than Elias. While Elias was an okay sort of guy – I had known Addie a hell of a lot longer. And that sort of thing matters when killing the arch nemesis of someone.

I had to shake myself out of this. Ronnie wasn’t going to be killed for merely walking into my apartment with me. If I hadn’t been with him, well then that might be another story. But I was with him, so my two slightly overprotective roommates shouldn’t have anything to worry about, and absolutely no real reason to kill him. But what do I know about the logic of weretigers and vampyres? Next to nothing, that’s what.

Ronnie chuckled under his breath as I finally got up the nerve to unlock the door. I couldn’t stop myself from turning to scowl at him. If he was going to mock me, I’d just tell him to let himself out and stay the fuck away from me. But of course, now he knew where I lived. So it was either friendly terms, or kill the bastard. And if I was completely honest with myself I would agree that I really didn’t want to kill Ronnie.

“Addie? Elias?” I called out to my roommates out of habit every time I entered the apartment when they would likely be pissed at me. And after all the shit that had happened lately, I would be on the shit list for sure with me sneaking out of the apartment.

There was a growl from the living room, and I instantly knew that both Addie and Elias were in there, and at least Addie was royally pissed at me. Boy this could possibly get very ugly in a hurry. I couldn’t contain the groan at the thought of having to deal with at least Addie in a very pissed off mood. When Addie got pissed, well, it could get really ugly rather quickly. And to be honest, I didn’t want to deal with having to calm her down right now. I’ve done it more times than enough in the past. But right now I just wanted to see what the hell Ronnie had in mind before grabbing a cigarette and sleep.

“Stella, I think we need to talk. Your . . . guest can wait outside.” Addie was standing in the doorway to the living room. Anyone could tell she was beyond pissed. Although at the intentional hesitation when she was talking about Ronnie didn’t do anything for my own temper. Addie had always been a mother hen, and right now I was tired of it.

I couldn’t believe I was actually doing it, but I shook my head. “Addie, shove it. Ronnie and I talked everything over. We’re cool now. But there’s a bigger issue here. Something that you and Elias don’t even seem to know about. It didn’t really hit me until I was out beating some sense into this lug’s thick head. So I think we all just need to sit down and talk rationally for a bit.”

I hoped that Addie wasn’t going to spring at me. One thing about being around all these superhuman things, it makes a girl feel really inadequate. I knew that Addie could easily kill me in a second if she wanted to right now, and I think Ronnie did too because he moved slightly to the side where he wasn’t standing completely behind me anymore. No doubt if Addie gave the slightest indication of pouncing I would be pulled behind Ronnie within half a second. All the being tossed around by the supercharged guys tends to lead to feeling like a bit of a ragdoll. And well, that’s not the most fun experience.

Elias rounded the corner from the living room, looking cautiously on alert. I couldn’t take any more of their crap. Honestly, they could all get over their obsessive overprotective nonsense. “Guys, we have bigger issues than Ronnie going on here. Like supercharged evil preternatural bad guy running around on the loose, and more than likely after me.”

Addie’s huff let me know her opinion. She being the stubborn ass that she always had been was more concerned about kicking Ronnie out of our apartment via a very painful death than any big bad guy running around. That’s supposedly what the Council’s for, or so I’d been told. Although from Elias’ description of the guys who had actually turned him, they sounded more like the mafia than some kind of rule keeping government force of the preternaturals.

The adrenaline from all the park danger must have faded from my system because I was suddenly lightheaded again. “Okay, Addie, I get that you hate Ronnie, but can we please just go into the living room to sit and discuss the problems like adults?” What I didn’t say was that if I didn’t sit down soon I’d likely be sprawled out in the floor of the entryway regardless. And I would much rather sit down on the couch than give Addie more suspicion against Ronnie, as odd as that sounded.

Elias grabbed Addie’s shoulders and pulled her back towards the living room. “Adelaide, get control of yourself. Stella is right. Besides, she needs to sit. Bloodloss from a vampyre feeding leaves humans very weak. Not to mention she’s already been through a lot in the past few days. Let’s sit. I’ll start a pot of coffee for you, Stella. Would you like anything, Ronnie? And you have my word I won’t tamper with it.”

In that moment I could have kissed Elias. Addie seemed to acquiesce to his suggestion, although she was still glaring at Ronnie. I smiled gratefully at Elias as he slipped off into the kitchen, both for the help in controlling Addie and for the coffee. Although the look on his face showed that he was just as curious and anxious for explanations as Addie was, albeit with a bit more patience (probably because of the fact that he was well over a century old).

I managed to make it to the couch in the living room with having to only catch myself on the furniture once, hating the weakness that made having Ronnie help me to the couch almost a necessity, after all, it was his fault I was like this in the first place. As soon as I sat down, Ronnie moved and sat beside me, Addie standing across the room looking like she was going to kill either one of us just at the drop of a hat.

The silence was beyond obnoxious, and I frowned at Addie, making sure to let her know with just a look that I was so not happy with her right now. The overprotective mother hen crap had gone beyond annoying. Of course, Addie didn’t seem to register the threat on my face. Probably due to the fact that she was damn near indestructible while I was pretty banged up at the moment.

Elias walked back around the corner carrying a tray with three coffee cups, cream, sugar, and a steaming coffee pot. Of course he was playing the role of perfect host. That and with the nice china and dishes out it was less likely that there would be a drop down fight in the middle of the living room. Having the nice dishes in the middle of the room tended to stop fights that could potentially get very destructive.

After fixing a cup of coffee for Addie and taking it to her, Elias pulled my roommate over to sit with him in the chair across from the couch, although I couldn’t hide the frown as Addie merely perched on the arm of the chair, still in attack position. Although I couldn’t fault her completely. If someone had told me that I’d be having coffee in my living room with Ronnie just this morning I would have laughed at them and likely asked what kind of drugs they were using.

“Okay so what were you meaning about some ‘supercharged evil preternatural bad guy running around on the loose’, Stella? And what does Ronnie have to do with any of the problem?” Elias was at least trying to be civil, and for that I was thankful. You could always count on an older vampyre for their patience and civility. Unless of course you were their next meal, then all bets were out the window.

I could feel the stares of curiosity from both Addie and Elias as I finished sweetening my coffee. I really didn’t want to have to explain to them about Allen, but if my suspicions were right, then there was no backing out of it without telling them. I took a deep breath before taking a quick sip of the coffee.

“Long story short, my evil bastard of a stepfather is probably some kind of preternatural bad guy who is not only likely trying to take over the world, but kill me before I can manage to do something to stop him. Ronnie’s part in it is that he knew me before New York, and I mean, actually knew me.” I gave Addie a sharp look to keep her from interrupting. “You were one of my friends from Summerset before we moved. I knew Ronnie in West Cran, with Allen.”

Even just saying the name made me shudder. Ronnie must have noticed, because he quickly wrapped his arm around my shoulders. It was strangely comforting, as odd as it seemed, given our past interactions. Addie gave a small growl from low in her throat and Ronnie sighed before moving his arm to just rest on the couch beside my own.

“I know you guys might not trust me, given the misunderstandings in the past, but trust me on this matter, Stella’s stepfather is one nasty piece of work. I really don’t care if you guys still hate me on this, but we’ve gotta do something to stop this bastard. Otherwise you guys will probably end up with a dead roommate and under some form of mind control yourselves. I’ve seen him work the mind control stuff. It’s some pretty powerful mojo.”

At the mention of mind control, I turned to look at Ronnie. So that’s how Allen managed to get his financial backing, and why Ronnie ran from me at the coffee shop without letting me explain. He probably thought I was in on all the mess, and that I would try to bewitch him into believing me. Not to mention how he’s been hounding me the past four years that I’ve been in New York.

Ronnie nodded, a sad look on his face before turning back to Elias and Addie. “I caught Allen trying to bewitch my father one night. Fortunately for my family, we were either blessed or cursed. Like your kind, Elias, but still slightly human. My great-grandfather got on the wrong side of a warlock one time and our family’s never quite been the same. My father managed to resist the mind control and we’ve since stayed as far from the man as possible in society. Although I have to admit, I am sorry for what happened to you for that night, Lizzie. Both what Allen did and from my asshole-ness.”

Addie seemed about to believe, but obviously had a few more questions on her tongue, so I merely laughed and raised an eyebrow. That seemed to be more than enough prompting for her to spill into her stream of questions. Elias merely sat there in one of his blank contemplating stares which annoyed the hell out of me.

“Okay so first off, I want more info about this mysterious stepdad of yours. I mean, I know your mom remarried, Summerset isn’t big enough to merit anyone not knowing the local news. But I never heard anything afterwards about the guy being evil. You never even said anything bad about him whenever I talked to you, and from what I saw of him whenever I visited, he seemed like an okay sort of guy. Secondly, you have some serious explaining to do, Ronnie. It’s not just that Stella’s been saying how much you hate each other over the years, it’s your general 180 in personality. First you’re doing everything in your power to antagonize Stellie, and now all of a sudden you’re all cuddled up to her on the couch of our apartment, just when she’s telling us about a plot to kill her and take over the world from a mysterious stepfather. And thirdly, Lizzie? What the hell are you talking about? You know her name is Stella.”

The whole time Addie was questioning me and Ronnie I hated it. And the comments about her confusion involving Allen made me sick in the pit of my stomach. I hated the man, was terrified that what was being suggested was actually coming true. If Allen was now coming to kill me; well, who knew what else could be going on in his mind. He could be planning to rule the world for all anyone knew. And I’ve always thought he was working his way to the White House. Hell, I used to imagine what it would be like to be the president’s daughter. Of course, that all went out the window when the abuse started getting progressively worse and worse over the years.

“Allen’s a professional con artist. He does that kind of thing for a living. He makes people believe they can trust him. Swindles countless people out of not only their money, as he was trying to do to Ronnie’s dad, but he swindles people out of their trust and votes in elections. He’s already a senator, only one more step to being president. Then who knows where he’ll go from there. He’s a horrible person. And all those times that you’d visit and I’d be either hurt or on crutches or some other injury, those were the beatings that he gave me when I started to stand up against him, all cleverly masked as another very klutzy accident on my part. Hell, I ‘fell’ down the stairs so many times Mama thought about installing an elevator just so I wouldn’t break any more bones.”

All the talk of Allen made me even more sick than I had been earlier while walking home after Ronnie’s little taste testing. I hated that man, and more importantly, I was scared to death of him. So having to hash out all the details about him and life with him, it’s pretty close to hell on earth. I couldn’t contain the jump and slight scream of fright at the feel of a hand on my own where it had been resting on the empty cushion beside me on the couch, spilling my coffee all over my lap in the process. I could feel the blush spreading over my cheeks as I saw that it had only been Ronnie, although now I really felt like a shower. Of course I didn’t want to just leave Ronnie in the living room with Elias and Addie on his own. That could be disastrous.

“I’m going to go grab a quick shower. Do you three think you can keep from killing each other until I get back? I would say we just sleep and wait until tomorrow to finish our little pow-wow, given that I’ve had a hell of a day already, but I can tell you guys probably wouldn’t listen to me. So I’ll just tough it out. With a lot of coffee, mind you.”

Elias spoke up for the first time since bringing the coffee into the living room. “No, don’t worry about it, Stella. We’ll close for the night. You can have your shower and sleep. Adelaide and I shall keep watch for you. Ronnie, you are welcome to stay or go as you please. I believe that you want to do what you can to protect not harm Stella, so that is good enough for me. Addie will be no trouble to you.”

I knew there was a reason that I liked Elias. And this was just one of them. I sank back down on the couch with a sigh of relief before turning to Addie. She would be the one to convince. In all the years that I had known Addie, she had been just as stubborn and pig-headed as anyone could possibly imagine. And with her having already been seated in her dislike bordering on hatred towards Ronnie, convincing her otherwise would be the challenge.

“Okay by me.” Addie shrugged with a smile and I felt my jaw drop. “Although if you so much as lay even a thought on her, I’ll kill you myself. And believe me, I’ll enjoy every second of it, of which there will be many.”

Okay so the threatening on pain of death was definitely more like Addie. Although for a second I thought something had seriously addled my roommate’s brains. Because that had not been anything like Addie. Luckily for everyone involved, Ronnie didn’t seem to be the least bit phased by the threat of a slow and painful death at the hands of Addie.

“That’s of course a reasonable threat. Of course that’s a completely unfounded and unneeded threat. I would never do anything to hurt Stella. In fact, I’ve been trying to keep her alive for the last month, but that’s something for more details tomorrow.” Ronnie seemed to notice that I was dazing out a bit and smiled at me. “Go get your shower and sleep, Lizzie. I’ll be here to keep you safe through the night and be here when you wake.” He leaned over and kissed me on the cheek, seeming to be amused by the small growl from Addie. “And I’m sorry I took so much blood earlier. You are delicious, and I was a bit overwhelmed. Forgive me.”

His whispered words made me blush a little at the reference to when we had sex earlier. Okay so this day was ending in a way that completely befuddled me. Ronnie Winter as a bed buddy? Oh yeah, this was interesting. But of course the call of a warm shower and then sleep was more alluring than figuring out whatever it was going on with Ronnie. And so I managed to make it into the bathroom without more than just outlines of white around my vision. I had to sit on the toilet cover in order to strip out of my clothes and get the water for the shower started, but I managed to step into the shower, working on letting the warm water calm me down after everything that had happened today. The white walls and décor of the bathroom made it impossible to realize that the white around the edges of my vision was more serious than I had thought before it was too late. The last thing I knew before the white completely took over was that I was falling.
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