People always change. When I first joined, I had just gotten that body. It was right after I was changed and lost control the first time. Childish traits and personality are normally the first traits one of our kind has after a broken soul. Theo kissed me, Michael, not the other way around.

My eyes shifted to his reflection and I sighed, Besides, I still don’t have all my memories from that body. I just know that you weren’t there when I died. I have clips but I’m still trying to convince myself that the memories this one has happened many years ago…when the scars feel like they happened only yesterday. The fact that you kept that makes me wonder just who you’re lying too.

Radio put the bag back in his pocket and took a step closer.

Don’t move. I’m more pissed off at you than you are at me, Michael. You told her that it was a lie, that you never loved me. I was never scared to be alone; I was already prepared to live a life where I would have to leave my family because they would grow old and die while I remained frozen in time. You know, I even considered going to Nathanial to see if there was a way to reverse the curse…but I don’t have any hope. I never had much hope even when I met you…and that’s not hard to believe. You even told me before it got too serious that you would end up leaving and I took it. Accepted that our time was going to be short and that there was nothing I could do about it. I was alone when I felt that body finally give out…and I always knew it would end like that…and when I opened my eyes, I fully expected to be alone. Yet, Damien was the one who was there, passed out in a chair with a bag of blood.

I still kept my back to him, my muscles tense and trying to keep from shaking.

This is no fairytale life, Michael. This life took my parents from me when I was a little girl. It took my innocence when I was 10…took my husband and son from me when I was 20. Finally, it took my mortality from me just a year ago. I never asked for this, never wanted this and yet, we expect for there to be a happy ending.
I laughed and shook my head, If it was a happy ending, I would be under a headstone.

Finally, I turned to face him. My eyes cold and unwelcoming.

You have a few options. Leave and never contact myself and the children. Leave, pull your head out of your ass and start acting like a father, or…forgive, forget and we start over. If you choose the third option, you have to accept the Family. You will have to become deadly, be able to control and create fear and you will know more about myself. There are things that I would have never told you otherwise but I can’t keep living a double life. It’s gotten people killed. If you choose the other two, since you’ve shown yourself in, you can show yourself out. I would just hope you don’t run into the staff. Considering they are all vampires…it wouldn’t help your case in the slightest. You need to grow up. Just because shit ain’t going your way doesn’t mean you have the right to act like a 3 year old who was told he can’t have a cookie.

How am I to trust someone who can’t follow his own heart? Now you want to fight for me? Now…not when I lost my mind but only when someone else shows he’s interested? Bit of general information…I will always love Damien. Nothing will ever change that. He gave me Kain and nothing can ever change that. Just like Jessica will always have a home in your heart. I tried my fucking best to fight for you, I wanted you to come see me, wanted you there when I was dying. Zak even tried fighting for you when I couldn’t but…I’m tired of fighting to keep people in my life. It’s not a revolving door. Either get out or stay but make it fast. I really don’t want to have that vindictive butler dress me.

I would also....stay away from Alexandra. You aren't exactly helping your case-

A noise caught my attention and I raised a gun, pointing it at another 'Uncle' that just walked through the door.

Out.

But-

*Bang*

He dropped like a sack of potatos and I smirked, my eyes never leaving Radio.

Take your pick.