can't shut my heart up 2

tired

Virus POV

Dea: i don't want to.

                   Look if she'd just give it a chance maybe we could both get drunk

V: just loosen up would you? drink it-

                    I'm loosing patience- 

Dea: i don't WANT to leave me alone, why the hell are you SO FUCKING PUSHY-

                    God DAMN IT

V: LOOK I'M TRYING TO GET ALONG WITH YOU IN A FUCKING WAY I KNOW HOW OKAY?

                    Her face softens... fuck i shouldn't have said that

V: yanno what just... *sigh* whatever fine

                     I down her glass and take the bottle of fireball to my room, sit on the bed and start drinking it right from the bottle... 

*knock knock*

Dea: virus?

V: *rolls eyes* fuck off

                    The door's locked

Dea: virus for FUCKS sake i'm being serious

                    Eventually the get the door open and stand in front of me as i chucg the drink

V: the hell do you want?

Dea: ... can i sit?

V: i don't care

                   She sits next to me looking at the ground

Dea: did... did you mea-

V: i don't fucking know.

Dea: hey... i'm serious... did you mean it

V: of course i meant it, do you think i just walk into bars and do small talk? o-or have a buddy? no i... i'm alone... i'm always alone... WHICH IS FINE *gulp* i just figured since we're stuck together the least we could do is... is try to get along

Deamon POV

                          She really is serious

V: i don't even really know what the hell i am or what i like... how the hell would i fucking know what you like or... *sigh* learn to care enough to ask... i'm not good at this... but i... could try, i guess

                          I can't believe it... she's actually being serious, that WAS her trying to be nice. I grab the bottle and she looks at me pissed

Dea: *sigh* well... i guess i can drink to that

V: really?

Dea: if you can try NOT being a fucking jerk

V: gee thanks -_-

Dea: i can... try... a drink, i guess

V: you can't think this'll just magically make me nicer or anything yanno that right?

                              Oh, nah, she's a fucking jerk, that ain't changing... that being said...

Dea: i think we can make living with each other tolerable 

V: ... ya really think so?

Dea: well... no promises

                         She smiles just a lil, i only see her smile when she's torturing the town... i don't show her how shocked i am as i pour myself a shot and hand her the bottle

Dea: cheers

V: for?

Dea: toleration i guess?

V: *chuckle* sure... asshole 

Dea: yeah whatever bitch

Gracie POV

                       Good Lord, i am tired as a tombstone. I walk over to Trixie and clock out 

T: well, looks like that's it for you today... you should go home and rest

G: gee thanks haven't thought of it -_-

T: aye, watch it

G: pardon ma'am i'm just beat 

T: i get it... look, i suggest coffee... i know not everyone's a fan but at least you won't feel as awful when your tired

G: i do, it don't work too well

T: you need to try the local coffee shop, they make it SO good, it hits different

G: ya mean a cafe?

T: well... i guess but they mainly only focus on coffee so yanno... coffee shop

G: ight, i guess i can give it a try

T: cool, angel owns it so just say i recommended her place and she'll probably let you have the first cup free or something

G: oh, cool

T: anyways i gotta go home

G: yeah, same bye

T: bye gracie

                        Payton walks up behind Trix and slings a arm over her shoulder

P: hey babe

T: *gasp* pay i've told you not at work

G: *giggle*

                         It's kinda cute how Trix don't like no PDA... must be nice