I mean, I get why, I guess. But Logan understood right away, and it didn't seem like the past was even an issue. I don't think what happened the last time she went into heat even crossed his mind, he just wanted to make sure she was okay.
I love them both, but God, those two make things more complicated than they need to be.
Despite all the drama, it was kind of nice to spend time with Max. I've really missed her over the years. And now that I have one of my siblings back in my life, I'm wondering how I managed to go so long without having someone there who I could connect with. It kind of made me realize how lonely I've been over the past decade. I mean, none of my foster families wanted me - I didn't get along with their kids, or I was too quiet, or I was too loud. And I've had roommates and friends and jobs, but none of the relationships I've had with them have been permanent. They've only lasted as long as I stayed in the city I was in. It's been different here. There's people here who are like me, and in the few weeks since I've been here I've found my big sister and best friend and met many people who's involvement in my life are hopefully going to be more permanent.
I'm getting off track. Anyway, Max got a text from a guy named Pulse and since she was incapacited, I went out to save him. He was pretty nice.
Ugh. I'm starting to get shaky, even as I'm writing. I need to find more Tryptophan, soon. I really hope Max's dealer is still around.
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Current Music: warning!, incubus