A Man Apart

Liam Sommers 21 Step brother to Jea College Junior Hunter I'm worse at what I do best And for this gift I feel blessed Our little group has always been And always will until the end »Jeanine

[liam-sommers]

I feel like I woke up from a terrible hang over.

[jeanine-jenkins]

You pushed the barriers I wasn’t courageous enough to do myself. It’s not like you forced me into being with you. On the contrary. You gave me strength to give you that first kiss. And despite all that happened since, I don’t regret any of it. ….What? Wait, what are you talking about? What black outs? You didn’t tell me anything about that! We need to take you to a doctor!

So what you’re saying is that we’ll end up like our parents no matter what we do? What you’re saying is that I’ll end up dead on the side of the road in a few years? Or that I’ll marry a hunter without even having any clue as to what he does for a living? How is that “good”, Liam? I don’t want a nice guy! Or any other guy. I want you, dammit! I love you! No one else!

[liam-sommers]

Forget it. Forget I said anything [starts to walk away briskly when she mentions doctor] 

[stops in his tracks when he hears her yelling at him ; he hears it all, the love part striking a nerve, but he willed it down, before turning around, and pushing her towards the trunk of the tree, raising her up against it, but somewhat forcibly] Is this what you love?  A monster? How the hell can I protect you, be with you, Jeanine if I can't fucking explain what I do when I black out?! What if I killed you? What if bring you into more danger than you are now? HUH? Do you have any idea how even more unbearable my life would be if I were an accessory to that? I'd fucking want to blow my brains out. That's how much. 

[liam-sommers]

Tell me one reason why I shouldn't kill you right now?

[werewilkins]

Please, I’m not one to do that, besides, like I said, I already know there’s no point.

Good, I don’t need your pity. *Snorts.* Your job here must be really easy, then. Be my guest.

[liam-sommers]

[Takes out a bottle full of wolfsbane and vervain tonic, listening to her ramble on, before splashing the tonic at her face for a moment, to make sure his suspicions were correct. After a moment he looks over at her, the features seeming familiar to a distant memory of his he can't grasp so well.] Where were you going? [he changes the subject avoiding her gaze]

[liam-sommers]

Tell me one reason why I shouldn't kill you right now?

[werewilkins]

Why bother? I’ve been in your place before so I know you’re gonna do it anyway. Let’s save our breath, yeah?

[liam-sommers]

What, no pleading, or groveling? 

If you're trying to get me to feel bad for you, you're failing. I've seen that act many times before. A newborn hybrid is a ripper through and through. Never met one with a conscious. 

[rozadragomir-blog]

[liam-sommers]

I feel like I woke up from a terrible hang over.

[jeanine-jenkins]

Is that what you think you are to me? You’ve never been a burden. Sure, there were times where we didn’t get along. But I’ve stayed sane all this time because of you. I’ll tell you what, whenever you feel like you can’t handle things and you need a drink…just come to me instead. I want to help you, Liam.

Don’t say that… You are good. Even if you don’t make it as a writer, you could be a journalist, a screenwriter, a teacher, anything! You’re much better than just that. You don’t have to be like your father, you know?

[liam-sommers]

Oh come on, I'm the one that messed things up, pushed the barriers, and keep doing stupid shit. You've stayed sane, because it's part of who you are. You've always been strong. Far be it from me, to continue bringing you down with me. What kind of a guy that has multiple black outs, and wakes up to blood on his hands he can't explain, could be anywhere near worthy of being helped by you? The time for me to be saved is gone, Jea. 

Some destinies are inevitable, why bother challenging it anymore. Didn't work with you, and it's not working with me wanting a life out of hunts, and family business. Shit happens, and you gotta roll with the punches and accept your place in life. At least you have a lot of good ahead of you. You can find yourself a nice guy that isn't nearly as fucked up as me. 

[liam-sommers]

I feel like I woke up from a terrible hang over.

[jeanine-jenkins]

I don’t care. You know I’ll help you if you need. You know, that’s how many alcoholics start out. A drink won’t fix anything.

Wait, so you dropped out?! I never told you to do that! I meant find a course that’s more…you. Something more interesting. Like…I remember you used to love writing. Why not that?

[liam-sommers]

I'm not your burden to bare, Jea. I'm not going to turn into one, it's just been a little easier to cope with all these changes when I'm buzzed.

Who makes money writing? My stuff isn't good enough to make a career out of it. That's why I tried that business thing, but turns out i'm no good at that either. I'm only meant for shooting things, which I don't mind doing...[pauses] someone has to. 

[liam-sommers]

I feel like I woke up from a terrible hang over.

[jeanine-jenkins]

No, they don’t. If they have a reason to worry, then they will worry. Liam, you’ve been acting really strange lately, I’m starting to worry about you. [frowns] What do you mean? You’re not going to class anymore?

[liam-sommers]

[scoffs] Jea, you got enough on your plate, I know looks are deceiving now, but i'm sure this is nothing a bloody mary can't fix. 

School was getting the way, who the hell needs that anyway right? I mean you said it yourself. I'm a hunter, what do I need business administration for?  It's not like I have a lot going for me. 

[liam-sommers]

I feel like I woke up from a terrible hang over.

[jeanine-jenkins]

It sounds like you might be getting sick. Maybe you should go see a doctor… What? No, I don’t think so. You really don’t look too good…

[liam-sommers]

What for? They always exaggerate things. I'm going to be fine. I probably got drunk and did somethin stupid, and now I don't remember. [runs a hand over his hair trying to play it off but not doing a good job at it] at least I don't have to clean myself up for class [uttters under his breath]

[liam-sommers]

Tell me one reason why I shouldn't kill you right now?

[liam-sommers]

I feel like I woke up from a terrible hang over.

[emilie-ooc-blog]

I think I remember seeing you last night… your name’s Liam right? 

[liam-sommers]

In what context exactly? Yeah. That's me.

[liam-sommers]

I feel like I woke up from a terrible hang over.

[jeanine-jenkins]

Maybe it’s just a migraine. Have you been eating properly? Probably not…

[liam-sommers]

Jea? ----Not really no. Probably why I feel so crabby. It's almost like a trailer tractor ran me over and threw me at the woods. I didn't text you did I?

[dailyalexrpettyfer]

[liam-sommers]

I feel like I woke up from a terrible hang over.

[landon-mills]

Well you’ll only find out with time. Hopefully the people you talked to last night will come up to and make a comment and you can piece things together. 

[liam-sommers]

It's 2015 and we still have no goddamn time machine.

I woke up outside in the park, with no one around me. I'm not up for asking questions. No one ever replies directly, they always say some shit like "Why do you ask," or turn it around and comment on how drunk i must have been to not remember. This is like the worst case of the hangover. Possibly the third part that no one watched...anyway. What's up with you dude? Haven't seen you since I stopped attending classes.

[liam-sommers]

Something's not right here || Liam - Self Para

Liam was lost. After having had a sour fight with a demon a few weeks ago, his ego was majorly bruised. He hadn't told anyone, but he had been in the hospital for a good two weeks now. He had to get a blood transfusion, suffered a severe concussion, and had broken his legs, and some ribs. To say that he was alive, was a miracle to the doctors. He had refused to say who had done that to him, and had pressed no charges. Something the doctor was very much against. But he didn't care.

Liam had it coming, and he knew from the moment he had spit at the demon, he had given up hope it would end well. Perhaps it had been punishment to himself, perhaps not even that. He wasn't happy anymore. Nothing seemed to matter to him as much as it did when things weren't so...complicated. Time and time again, he awoke to headaches, to black outs he couldn't explain. Several times having risen in a pool of blood, that he had no idea where it had come from. It only made him angrier and less of the man he was known to be: carefree, and cocky. Now he was just another asshole that didn't have his head on his shoulders anymore. An asshole that pushed away the love of his life further from him than ever. 

Drinking from his bottle of whiskey, his eyes sunken in from his usual flawless demeanor, Liam took out his gun, and shot at the trunk of tree and snickered to himself. Perhaps he'd go looking for the demon that left him for dead. He had a bone to pick with him, and it wasn't as if he had anything to lose anymore. The school had already informed him earlier that he had been kicked out of his major for a low GPA. Smashing the bottle of whiskey, he got up with a little of struggle, and started on a path walking aimlessly, like a zombie into the clearing.

[liam-sommers]

I feel like I woke up from a terrible hang over.

[landon-mills]

I’ve been there. 

[liam-sommers]

Me too, but never this bad. I have this blinding headache, I can't get rid of. Even tried drinking some more, but hasn't worked. I hope whatever I did was fuckin' worth it. 

[liam-sommers]

I feel like I woke up from a terrible hang over.

Thing is, I don't remember drinking,  or anything I've done last night. 

[landon-mills]

[sleeping in a common lounge]

[liam-sommers]

[on his way back from the counseling office, nearly trips over him] Dude, what the fuck? [regaining his balance, and picking up his bag pissed off]