Undeserving Of Your Sympathy (ON HOLD)

Like Drugs In LA

The lunch bell for the day goes off thanks to Fangs whilst the sweet smell of hot meals come wafting into my room thanks to Bloodbath. She's such a good cook; I've tried her meals maybe once or twice and they've always been a success. Sadly, I can't come to daylight dinner as it is, of course, daylight. Midday to be exact. That's too dangerous for me to even be awake so I shall stay in my room until the darkness kicks in outside.
I hear Mr Iero go across the hallway from above me. He makes his way down to the large kitchen and I suspect he starts on what Bloodbath's cooked.
Of course we don't call any of our bats their real names, otherwise that would scare away everyone, even if they are sick names.
I call Bloodbath Emily, Soulless Romeo and Fangs Helena. Their real names are just a step up from these nicknames but they can give off too much information about what we do around here.
Mr Iero looks like a vampire even though it's obvious he's not one.
He has the palest face complete with a lip ring and wears red eyeshadow a lot. I can tell he wears it a lot because a lot of people take it off at night, I've noticed, but he still has it on. He probably does now.
He has a black mohicany that I've only seen once or twice and there's red either side of his head. It's really nice.
I think it makes Iero look better than he his - if that's humanly possible. I don't know.
I now get it. I'm attracted to this man. It can't be. I've heard of mortals being attracted to immortals but not the other way round.
It's rather weird to think about. It's like a cannibal being attracted to a human. It's not possible. I resist the fact that I probably want him in my life all the time. Iero's mostly on my mind ever since he came into it.
He's flipped me upside down. I'm all soft now. That's why I must resist it. I can't be a romantic vampire like in Twilight. I don't wanna be one. Twilight's the movie I despise the most because of this problem.
My thoughts are all jumbled up and I always have mood-swings and think about different things every ten seconds. But everything I think about, whether it be personal life or public life, Iero is always in it. I don't want him with me in the same hotel but again I do. It's pretty odd to be honest.
Sometimes I'd have to shut my mouth or have someone shut me up in case I say anything about Iero.
He's bad for me. Like drugs in LA. Or drugs anywhere. My experiences have been bad and I'm not sure I want to say anything about it but I almost died.
There's been times where I've wanted to die so much that I've leaned over one of the hotel balconies, right over the edge, and dreamed of jumping.
This man is not healthy for me. I can't stop him though. It's already been too far and he's not even been in my sight for 24 hours.