"Come now Koraki, is that anyway to treat your old friend"

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After cassia basically shoved us out of her door and ran, i returned alec home, and returned home myself. Sitting on my bed cross legged, I inspected the bag filled with vials from my dear friend. I needed to keep them close to me she had told me. They were important.

It wasn't hard to fasten the pack to the inside of my coat, and with some minor sewing, and a wider bag i made it almost seamless on the inside of my coat. With a small zipper to access it. I had read a few of the labels on the vials, things like;

"When you need to itch that scratch"
And
"Mirror mirror"

Were the so called 'labels' cassia had described. "Fucking cryptic" i cursed. i zipped up the hidden pocket and smoothed it down, looking at myself in the mirror, making sure that whatever Cassia had given oh so hastily, it was hidden and on me at all times.

i had left Alec to his house after we left, considering, i may not know what he his, but i know he is not pure soul or an angel so, he stays on earth.  suddenly natalia burst into my room and i looked around before remembering what i was going to try and hide --the pack that my friend gave me-- was already hidden. "So I've decided that boys are douches bags and all we need is wine!" Natalia lifted the bottle of rose  wine over her head. i grinned sheepishly, and walzted over to the cabinet i kept in my room, or wine glasses as well as regular shot glasses and just...cups. behind them i kept emergency 1876 Prussian vodka. the Last four bottles on the planet. today's vodka is just so watery. My hand hovered over the bottle of drink.

No...not an Emergency, yet

i snatched the wine glasses and turned to Natalia, smiling half heartedly. "come. no being sad. drink up."  she stated, as she filled up the two glasses. i grinned, "bottoms up" and I slammed back the surgary wine. 

***

"No, you listen!" i slurred. "he was fucking her. like, I heard them, it was gross." my voice trailed off after 'them' but Natalia must have heard the rest of my sentence. "but what if--" i cut her off. "heard them!" i repeated. she shook her head. "okay raven. you heard them." i was clearly much more drunk then her. ",but you hear voices. Celina?" she dismissed. not caring, or worried enough to continue the topic.

"i haven't heard her in.." i trailed off, and looked away. i was too honest when i was drunk. Natalia lifted her head of her glass and looked me over. "..Raven?" she started. i darted my eyes up at her, to asses her worry, before looking away. "i might have heard her in the morning for the last couple nights. just whispers." i muttered. Natalia took my face and turned it. the world spun. "raven! you need to tell me these things! i could have made you an elixer three days ago that would send her away. i could have helped you do your job so that you could have more insanity to keep her at bay, you know what will happen if she--"

"you know i fucking know what will happen." i said, standing up, before stumbling back a bit. Still drunk. "don't you ever assume i dont remember. i rememeber. i remember killing what i created." i slammed the rest of my wine and poured another. natalia did the same, and helped me finish my fifth bottle. down side of being Immortal. We are all heavy weights. i frowned. "im sorry. i wanted to be sure. that it wasnt just the nightmares. or me making up things." i was slurring more, now and the room was spinning by itself. natalia began collecting the wine bottles and snatched the wine out of my hand "what?" i yelled exsaperatedly. "and now, because you didnt tell me Celina--The creature that lives in your head that," she slams one of the empty bottles on the table and looked me in the eye. "feeds off of sanity and addiction-- has been making apearences, I gave you booze, and fed her for you. no more drink. and no sleeping until you are sober. and tomorrow? get some insanity before you lose your fucking mind and kill someone you like. like me." natalia picked up her things and left my room closing the door a little harder than she should have. i jumped and rested my head in my hands, and blinked. 

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