California...fucking shit of a state...but here I was...standing in a hotel room in California. Why did I come here again? Oh yeah...because Frodo had asked and I didn't want to be alone anymore.

I dropped my bag on the floor and landed face first on the bed, groaning softly as I finally relaxed. I met a few fans on my way through the airport buy the minute the little whores heard Vampire....they appeared. All the stupid little twilight whores who wanted to 'be my Bella' appeared. I couldn't wait to get out of the airport and into the hotel.

I had texted Frodo and told him what hotel I was at...even gave his name at the desk so they would just give him the key. My eyes drifted to my blotchy black arm and I sighed, he wouldn't stay. I knew he wouldn't once he saw it. I grabbed the first aid kit, wapping my arm in white gauze and black tape I had stolen from one of the local hospitals. I had just finished and started putting the gauze away just as the door opened.