Time To Move On. (Liam)

[romz]

July 1st 2009.

No job, no boyfriend, no life. Who thought spending a little time with your father could make you lose so much. Megan was at a little rock bar down one of the back alleys of Vegas. She didn't want to go anywhere near the main casinos in fear of seeing Brendan. He left her... just got up and left when it got tricky. She never said she was leaving him, but then she found out about his parents and manipulative sister. Logan wanted to kill him, not wanting his daughter to go through heart break at such a young age. But she stopped him, knowing her heart would just break further. Now, Logan was in New York trying to sort out 'old buisness' or something. She didn't go with him, instead she returned to Vegas, to see her mother.

"Another." Megan muttered, pushing her empty glass forward. She was on her sixth JD and coke, and didn't plan on stopping anytime soon. She just didn't get it. Why did so much change in so little time? Why did Megan turn from this beautiful, beaming girl to a hollow empty shell. Her eyes were cold, the warm brown fading into a dark emptyness. The barman chewed on his toothpick, making her look up. He smiled at her, "Rough day kid?" She took the now refilled drink and began gulping it down. Megan touched the glass down, now only halfway full. "Rough day, rough month, rough year." She replied, pulling out a carton of her favourite cigarettes. Meg slipped one into her mouth, and leaned forward as the barman held a light for her. "Wasting away in here kid, you need a job?" She looked up hopefully and smiled. "Wouldn't mind." He nodded, "You start tomorrow, when you sober up." She laughed, nodding as she inhaled her cigarette.

"It's your song choice babe." Her new boss said, pointing at the jukebox. Megan nodded, pushing her stool out as she stood up and stumbled over to the jukebox. She looked through the list, still taking tokes on her cigarette. She came to a decision of Johnny Cash, God's Gonna Cut You Down. As she turned to return to her seat, she saw a man appear in the doorway. He was frightfully pale, and... scarily beautiful. All thoughts of Brendan suddenly disappeared, and she stared at this new guy, smiling weakly as she did.

[liam]

If there was one thing Liam was glad of by being a vampire, it was his excessive speed. It gave him the chance to go to places at quite a quick pace, which would normally take a normal person hours, days, weeks, months to get to depending on the distance of course. His sister was of course in New York, and that's normally where he resided, the both of them shared a rather spacious apartment, in fact, it was more like a guest house. It was an old building which had been renovated and it had numerous rooms. Of course with Emerald's ownership of Cortez's Night Club she was able to afford the special glass, which allowed the both of them to look out across the sunlit city without hurting their eyes or making them weak.

They weren't the species of vampire to burn in the sun, but if they were out in it for a certain amount of time, it made them weak, and Liam hated being weak. Since he got used to his powers with being the beast he was, he always liked to feel strong. He liked the idea of being able to protect his sister and his friends. When he lost his strength due to being in the sun for too long, it made him feel vulnerable and he didn't like it.

Today he had taken a trip to Las Vegas, no real reason why, other than to have a bit of fun at the casinos which he had done and now he was going to spend some of his winnings on a beer. Technically they didn't need food or drink to survive, all they needed was blood, but he and his sister ate anyway, for no other reason than to keep up appearances. He cut down one of the back alleys and immediately sensed a bar, which sounded like it might be the ideal place to go. Somewhere he could be, well, not so noticeable.

He walked in the door quietly, closing his eyes, trying to concentrate so as not to get an influx of everyones thoughts. He was about to make his way to the bar when his eyes fell upon her. Immediately he sensed something different about her. Her scent was magnificent, he felt immediately drawn to her. He realised he was staring, and shyly turned away from her and slowly made his way to the bar and ordered a beer.

From where he stood, waiting on his beer, his eyes, much to his annoyance, kept drifting toward the brunette. Of course brunettes were a weakness, he loved them, but something about this one, he wasn't sure what it was yet, but there was just something different about her. The barman gave him his beer, Liam handed over the money and began to wonder if he should make his way over to the girl or not. His shyness and nerves immediately getting in the way, he chose not to, and instead, after giving her a very weak smile, he turned away again.

[romz]

Megan watched the new guy as he entered. He moved so gracefully, and so beautifully. She couldn't help but stare. But when he turned his head away from her, almost snapping it around, she frowned slightly, her perfectly shaped eyebrows turning inwards. She shrugged, moving aside from the jukebox to let other people choose a song. But she didn't return back to her drink, instead she watched with drunken glazed eyes the man at the bar. When their eyes locked for just a brief second, she caught the golden glint and gasped, falling back against the wall. She had never seen eyes so beautiful, she had never seen a man so beautiful.

As she stood up straight again, smoothing her vest down as she brought herself to look at him again. This time he gave her a very weak smile and turned away. Megan rolled her eyes and began walking up to him, suddenly swerving around him as she did. Her perfume trail was strong and somewhat drawing. She walked past him, the taps of her converse patting lightly on the wooden floorboards as she did. Once she was back at the end of the bar, where her 'new boss' was and more importantly her drink, she looked back at the guy as she tried climbing on one of the stools. "Whaddya think he's staring at?" She blurted out to her boss. He chuckled lightly. "The most beautiful woman in the bar of course." She giggled loudly, her face lighting up.

But then, all thoughts of Brendan came swarming back to her. The way he made her feel, the way he just left. She gulped loudly, swallowing the big lump in her throat. She downed the rest of her drink and grabbed her coat from the bar counter. As she stood she looked around the room suddenly, and everything was blurry. More blurry than normal. What was this? Then she looked down at her drink and noticed the white substance left in there. Her eyes shut, and suddenly she was grabbed by the arm by some middle aged guy, dragging her outside.

[liam]

Liam continued to stand by the bar and drink his beer, his eyes glancing in her direction every now and then, unable to control them from watching her. His eyes were normally brown, but when he was feeling something for someone they turned a sort of golden amber in colour. He knew his eyes would have changed shade at that moment, because he had an immediate infatuation with this girl. Yet, because of what he was, he didn't want to act on it. Continuing to shy away from her.

He heard her move across the floor, and as she did so, his head quickly snapped round to where she had moved to. Again, glancing at her every so often. He heard her asking the barman what he was staring at, because being a vampire he had super hearing. However, he wasn't about to answer that question, and instead just glanced at her again. He also heard the barman say that he was staring at the most beautiful woman in the bar, and in his thoughts he didn't deny that for a second.

When she wasn't talking, he tried to zone into her thoughts, but he couldn't hear anything. Now she was either not thinking anything, or for the first time in as long as he could remember, he couldn't read her thoughts. Then he began to wonder if that was one of the things which was drawing her to him. He couldn't deny how wonderful it would be to have a quiet life, not to hear any thoughts while he was around her. But again, his nerves and shyness was getting in the way, and he still didn't make any move to talk to her or get closer to her.

Still sipping on his beer, and watching her from the side of his eye, he watched as she downed the rest of her drink and went to get her coat. She was obviously leaving. This was when he would have to start acting rationally, should he allow her to leave in the chance he'd never see her again? Or should he get over what he was and go after her?

However, his question was soon answered, as he saw her being dragged out by a middle aged man. Since the barman didn't seem to be doing anything, Liam felt his inner vampire come out without even realising it. He put his beer down on the counter, "Watch this, I'll be back." He said in a low voice as he quickly went out after the guy who had dragged the girl out.

"Let her go." He said simply, and the guy just stared at him, "What are you gonna do about it if I don't?" Liam felt his anger build within him, and he actually let out a low growl from the back of his throat, as his eyes flashed red, and his fangs came out.

"How about this?" He asked, as he grabbed the guy with one hand, and quickly looked to make sure nobody was looking and hurled him into the distance. How far was uncertain, but it would have been far enough and with a bit of luck the guy would either have died or at least be so severely injured he wouldn't be doing anything like this again.

Liam then bent down and looked at the girl who was lying on the ground, wondering if he should make her take some of his healing blood, but the truth was, he didn't know what was wrong, or what had happened to her, his blood might even make her worse for all he knew. He couldn't risk it. So, instead he pulled her up into his arms easily and went back into the bar.

He placed her down gently on one of the booths long, soft chairs and went back to the bar counter. He then saw the white substance in the glass she had been drinking from. He lifted it and sniffed. "She's been drugged!" He said simply to the barman, and then Liam went back to where he had placed her and held her in his arms, hoping she would come round soon. If not, he would have to give her some of his blood and hope that it would work.

[romz]

Still Meg's vision remained blurred and fuzzy. Her head began pounding as the drugs kicked in. Who did this? Someone she knew who was holding a grudge? She couldn't figure it out, mind you she was now confused and completely unaware of anything. But something she did hear, as her arm was being clung to by whoever it was that drugged her, was a vicious hiss and growl from someone. As though they were a vampire. Of course she couldn't put two and two together at the time, and she wouldn't remember it later on anyway. Then, Megan suddenly fell to the floor, knocking her head against the concrete. She passed out immediately, not knowing anything that was going on around her.

For the next twenty minutes, Megan didn't open her eyes or make a sound. She lie in the man's arms, her chest barely moving as the drugs slowed her body down. When she eventually did open her eyes, she saw the man with the amber eyes and her future boss. "Wher..." She couldn't speak, her throat closed up. She gasped for air, staring upwards at the man cradling her. It wasn't Brendan, it was the amber eyed man from earlier. The most beautiful man she had ever seen.

"Oh... it's you." Megan managed to get out, closing her eyes again. The bar was closed, Paul, her 'boss' had closed it after the incident and called the police on the guy who drugged her who managed to escape with a half broken body. The young man didn't have to ask to stay, after he helped Megan, he was automatically on Paul's 'good' list. "Meg sweetheart, it's Paul, can you open your eyes kid?" She shook her head, finding the light too bright. "It hurts." She said, almost crying.

[liam]

Liam continued to hold the girl in his arms hoping she would come round by herself. The owner had closed the bar and called the police, and the owner had nodded his head at Liam without any words, which made Liam know that he was welcome to stay with the girl. As she lay there motionless, Liam kept smoothing out her hair, moving it away from her eyes every time it happened to fall down.

He noticed her breathing was slow, and he could hear that her heart was slow. This was worrying Liam, he didn't want anything to happen to this girl, she was magical to him, and yet, he knew the minute she did come round, he would act all shy and awkward again.

You see, Liam was very different to his much older sister Emerald. Emerald could eat guys for breakfast, there was no shaming her, she had the typical vampire passion and wasn't afraid to show it or use it. Of course Liam had the vampire passion too, he was just a lot more refined and held back more. He knew how a passionate embrace with a female could get, and so he tried to refrain himself at every turn.

After some time, Liam felt movement and he looked down at her, once again taking in her features, once again, his eyes turning amber. She was trying to speak, Liam began to panic now, what if she started to ask questions? He wasn't about to tell her what he was, she either wouldn't believe him, or she would want to run a mile from him. He didn't want that to happen. He was so physically drawn to her, and the idea of a quiet life with her was so very compelling.

When she said 'oh it's you' all Liam could do was give her an awkward weak smile. After all, he had all but ignored her before, but as explained, he had his reasons for that. Then the owner began to talk to her, he called her Meg. Meg, thought Liam, was a gorgeous name for such a gorgeous girl. When she said she couldn't open her eyes and that it hurt too much, he could sense that she was almost crying. He didn't like that.

He sat with one hand tugging at his hair now, wondering what he should do. He wanted to help her, and yet he was scared to help her at the same time. Neither of them would understand. But looking at her, he couldn't stand her being in pain. He looked at the owner, and in a steady voice he spoke. "I can help, but.." He trailed off, they wouldn't understand, then he looked back down at Meg, "You might not like what you find out." He continued, as he looked from the owner back to Meg. "I can take the pain away, I am sure of it." He confirmed as he looked at Meg and sensed the blood type she was, his own should work. He had never killed anybody by giving them his blood before, they all survived.

[romz]

Megan could feel him smoothing out her hair, but she didn't know who it was. Could of been the guy who done this to her for all she knew, she fidgeted, suddenly worried someone was going to hurt her. Even though, she stopped almost immediately after, realising she forgot what she was fidgeting about and it was more comfortable to lay still in the person's arms. It was strange. Brendan... not that she liked to even think about him, would never in a million years bother with her now. She hated it. She hated the fear she would never be happy again. He was stupidly rich, stupidy amazing and just plain stupid. Debbie caused it, she told their parents of the age difference and Brendan moved on almost immediately. How could he do that? Tears formed at the corner of her eyes, yet she couldn't sob. All they did was run down her pale, soft face.

Meg passed out again, her eyes tightly shut, everything was dark. There was no sound, no light, nothing. It was just empty. She didn't even know he spoke to her, in fact, she couldn't even hear it. Megan's heart was slower and slower as she fell deeper and deeper into the darkness. The only question was, would he pull her towards the light. Or would this pit continue until she fell for good.

[liam]

The whole time Liam had been talking to Meg and Paul, neither of them actually said anything to him. Paul did raise his eyebrow when Liam said he could help but that they probably wouldn't like it. But he never said anything to Liam about it. He kept looking from Paul and back to Meg and that's when he saw the tears falling, and yet she wasn't making any effort to actually cry. His hearing could pick up the slowing of her heart, and immediately Liam knew he had to do something before it was too late.

Whatever that guy had used to drug Meg, it must have been either a potent powerful one, or it had a bad reaction, because the way her heartbeat was slowing down, Liam sensed that it would soon stop, and he could not allow it to happen. He looked back up to Paul again. "Her heart is slowing, it's not a good sign." Liam said simply, and then his eyes went from their usual amber, to a slightly darker shade, more like a black/red, because he was scared, he was scared that if he didn't do this, she would die, and yet he was scared that if he did it, she would never forgive him for making her drink his blood, and Paul might not allow him back into his bar again.

That was when Paul finally spoke to him, "Kid, if you can make her well, then do what ever you have to." He said to him, and Liam looked from Meg to Paul again. "Well, if you're sure, but you may want to avert your eyes." Liam said in a firm voice, and then he turned to face Meg again. He wasn't angry, so his eyes didn't turn red, but he was full of deep emotion and so they remained a black/red colour he then bit into his wrist and with his other hand, he gently prised Meg's mouth open and watched as a good few drops of blood went into her mouth.

With any luck, she should be coming back round within seconds, if she didn't then his idea had failed and he would have to get her to a hospital very fast. Something he knew he was capable of with his excessive speed.

[romz]

Megan continued to stay still and silent. No movement. She was allergic to a few things, including some chemicals and medicines. She usually had a strong immune system and could fight things off quite well, but this... she must have been seriously allergic too. She didn't know of course, she was fading quicker than ever. That was until the blood of the mysterious man touched her lips and fell down her throat.

All of a sudden her eyes shot open and Meg shot up out of his arms and stared straight ahead of her. She was sweating and gasping, not entirely sure of what had just happened. Paul turned and saw her, he grinned and knelt down besides her and the guy holding her still. Megan felt someone's hand around her waist and immediately got butterflies. "What happened?" She asked, turning to see Paul. He shrugged, flicking his shaggy hair behind his ears. "He happened kid, I don't know what he done, but he helped you." Megan turned around, seeing the guy who had indeed helped her. It was him... the amber eyed beauty. But his eyes weren't amber anymore, they were dark. "You..." She smiled at him, her brown eyes lighting up. He was so handsome, she couldn't help but just stare at him, leaning closer so their faces were merely inches apart. "Thank you." She said, staring deeply into his eyes.

[liam]

After he let his blood go into Meg's mouth, he could only sit there, holding her, waiting and watching. He knew if nothing happened within a minute, that it wasn't going to work. So, he was thankful when he saw her eyes open wide and she sat up very quickly and stared out in front of her, asking what had happened. Liam was glad that she was alright, that his blood had worked and not made her worse, but the fact that she was awake again and was now looking at him, after Paul had said he happened, he immediately began to feel awkward again.

He knew she would see the colour of his eyes now, and they wouldn't be a normal colour for a human, and so he shyly averted his eyes, and looked away from her, even though he kept his arm firmly around her waist. But she began to speak to him, well at least she said the words, 'you' followed by a 'thank you'. So he turned back to face her again, his eyes were still the dark shade, he could tell and she was staring at them.

"You are very welcome." He replied, but he noticed that her face was very close to his, and he could feel her hot breath. He knew she would tell he didn't have a hot breath himself, and if she touched him, he would feel cold to her. This was why he didn't fall for humans. It was too complicated, but as she looked at him, he could feel his eyes turning back to their usual amber, because he knew he liked her. The vampire passion within him was aching to get out, and it was scaring him.

"I...I...I'm Liam." He managed to say, thinking that she was this close he might as well give his name, but really all he wanted to do was kiss her, but he was scared if he started, he wouldn't be able to stop there.

[romz]

As soon as Meg sat up straight, panting for breath, she felt the man holding her suddenly tense up. She didn't know why, she remembered him looking awkward earlier on, as though she was a bad smell or something. As she said thank you, he replied sweetly in his smooth American accent. Then for a while as they were face to face, they stared into each other's eyes. Now they weren't amber, they were a darkish red colour. But then all of a sudden they flared that amber colour again... She looked nervously at him, her caramel brown eyes staring straight into his. "Your eyes..." Paul looked at her with a raised eyebrow as he was on the phone to the police. She smiled at him and shrugged, he nodded and went back to the phone. But as she turned back around Meg looked at the man nervously, he was so beautiful. She didn't want to stop looking.

As he faintly said his name Meg smiled. He stuttered slightly, showing he was nervous. What was it about him? What was he all about? She was confused, his eyes changed colour, he kept backing away from her like she smelled funny and he was nervous. "Liam?" She grinned. "I'm Megan, haven't seen you around here before." She leaned back, throwing her legs off the booth seat as she wrenched her neck around in a circle. Paul put the phone down and looked at her, "Police are on their way now kid," He looked at Liam. "You better stay around too Liam was it?" Meg looked between both of them and sighed, the last thing she needed was dealing with the police.

[liam]

Liam continued to look into Meg's eyes as she looked into his own, and he knew how weird it was going to look to her, to see his eyes turn from the dark red to the amber again. He would soon have to tell her about himself, and yet, at the same time, he found he wasn't sure he wanted to tell her. At least, not quite yet. Why would a nice young woman like Meg want to be with a man like him? With someone who wasn't even technically alive. Well he was alive, but he was technically dead. He was what they called a member of the 'undead'. She commented on his eyes, "They change colour, yes." He confirmed in a shaky voice.

"Megan?" Liam repeated her full name, and it sounded good on his lips he realised. He liked the name. "Nice name." He said, he was also speaking in short bursts of speech, something else he did when he was around females, particularly females he was feeling something for. But he had never felt this way about a girl before. Never.

"I usually stay in New York, I came here for a visit." He said, but he wondered if he should stay in Las Vegas. He knew he could get a house with that special glass Emerald had in her apartment, but then there was his part of looking after the club to consider. What difference did it make really? He could come here any time he liked.

Then Paul mentioned the police, now he really was uncomfortable. Liam seldom dealt with the police, they didn't like what he was, and he didn't like them. He looked from Paul to Megan, and he didn't need to be able to read her mind to know she wasn't happy about the police coming either. "I think Megan would rather the police did not come." Liam spoke in a strong and steady voice.

With that, he swooped Megan up into his arms, and he was out of the club and a good few miles away from it in seconds, before he put her back onto the ground, and stood with his hands on her shoulders and looking into her eyes. "If you want, I can take you back in there? If not, you can always get a job working at my sister's club." Liam said, probably saying the most words to Megan since they had begun to talk. Now, he would have given away another part of what he was, she had commented on his eyes already, now she would know he had excessive speed.

[romz]

Meg could feel her cheeks blushing slightly as he complimented her name. She could hear the nerves and slight withdrawn tone in his voice. And it didn't go unnoticed by Meg how his speech was in small outbursts, almost as if it was hard for him to speak. She was baffled by him; his eyes changed colour, he seemed more nervous than anyone she had ever met, he was amazingly beautiful and... she felt the need to be near him always.

"New York? Lucky you." But then the sudden reminder of her ex lifted through her. Brendan was from New York... She sighed heavily and stopped staring at Liam, dropping her eyes to her lap, where her hands lay tucked neatly together. He just left her... with some lame ass excuse. So she went to Canada with Logan for a while? She never said she was leaving him. Maybe he was just fed up and wanted someone new and better. 'I'm not exactly what you call beautiful anyway.' She said to herself, sighing again.

Liam spoke again, grabbing her attention. He said he didn't think Meg wouldn't want the police there. Well she had been through a hell of a lot in a period of an hour, not to mention the past couple of months. Of course she didn't want to see the police, she had enough trouble with them recently at the Corinthian and out and about, she didn't want to be questioned by the cops, they would just blame her. They knew what she was and what she could do, and frankly more and more people were starting to hate people with 'special' abilities. It was worse and worse now. Meg had heard the horror stories of murders and rapes and God knows what else to people with abilities now, it was just too much. She would have been one of those statistics tonight if it weren't for Liam. "No... no police." She mumbled, still not bringing herself to look at him.

But before she knew it, he sweeped her up into his arms and ran. She shut her eyes tightly and within a few seconds Liam stopped, he told her he could take her back there, or he could just get her a job in his sister's club. "What? A job... what kind of job?" Her eyes were still closed, she refused to open them yet. He then dropped her down. She opened her eyes and suddenly she was outside of central Las Vegas, on Route 66. She could see the strip, all lit up in it's beauty. "Wow." It was all Meg could say, she had felt the speed in his arms but didn't think it was real. Maybe the drugs were fucking her up more than she thought, but it wasn't the drugs. It was real. "What... what just happened? I've never seen anyone run that fast and I've seen," She paused, throwing her hands down with bafflement. "A LOT of shit recently!" She was panacking, she couldn't remember anything. "Who are you?" Meg said with tears in her eyes.

[liam]

Was he lucky to be from New York? He wasn't so sure about that. The weather wasn't as good in New York for the most part, but then, who needed good weather when you were what he was? The less sun and heat around for a vampire the better. Even though he could walk in the daylight, he preferred not to be out while the sun was in its glory, because he put him in a weakened state, and he liked to have his wits about him, always. "It's alright, I like the weather." Liam replied, and this time he gave her a smile, small, full of nerves, but a smile just the same.

He then watched as she lowered her eyes and looked at her hands. He wondered what was wrong with her, why she suddenly appeared to be upset, but he didn't want to ask her what was wrong, because he didn't want to appear too interested in her, because he was still scared at what he was feeling so suddenly for this beautiful brunette. Earlier when he'd been trying to read her thoughts, he hadn't heard them, he had begun to think it would be great to be near someone who he couldn't hear, but then when he wasn't even concentrating he heard those words of hers filter into his head and he knew she hadn't spoken them.

So, he could hear her thoughts, maybe it was a case of some of her thoughts being more deep rooted, like a vampire, he could never read the thoughts of another vampire. Or maybe it was he who had been too focused on trying not to stare at her, that he wasn't listening hard enough. "You're wrong about that." He said in a strong voice and gave her yet another small smile, "You are beautiful." He continued, and gave her a slightly bigger smile. Was he finally beginning to feel comfortable around her? Maybe, but he was still terribly confused about letting her find out what he really was.

He had been right, she didn't want the police involved. He was already planning on taking her away from the bar before she spoke her words. But hearing her confirm she didn't want the police made him take her out of there even faster. "My sister owns a night club." He began, "It does not have strippers or pole dancers." He continued, and sighed gently, thinking how good it would be for Megan to work at his sister's club, because he sometimes worked there too. "You could be a barmaid if you wished." He finally said as he watched Megan finally open her eyes when her feet were on the ground and said 'wow'. No doubt in reference to how far away from where she had been she now was.

He knew she would question his ability to have excessive speed, and then she had asked who he was again. He knew now, he couldn't keep it back from her any longer. He would have to tell her. But he was definitely scared. "I'm not like normal guys." He began, looking around for a few moments before turning his attention back to Megan. "I was born ninety three years ago, I was turned into a vampire when I was only twenty two years old. But as much as I know I am a monster inside, I do not feed on humans. I care about them too much." He explained, and then he looked away from her, he had to.

"Now you know the truth, I know you will no longer wish to stay in my company, you will be afraid, like so many others before you." He said in a sad and shaky voice, as he continued to look away from her, knowing that he would probably lose the one person he had these sort of feelings for in a very long time.