Did I feel bad for harming those people? Yes, I did. I mean I do have a conscience. I do know that the pain didn't last and it was momentarily, but still I didn't want to admit it was all me. I don't know who this guy is, but I do know he is being pursued by another vampire. Why? I don't know? Do I want to know? Of course I do, but I'm not going to let that on now am I? No, of course not. I don't want to be involved. I don't need to be involved. I have other things I need to work on. I can't let Alexander down at the café and I really can't stop meeting with Anastasia and our training. They keep me company and I need the company, because I can only keep company with the other equines for so long without going completely crazy. I can say that I do not care for his cocky attitude. I am sure I can get through with being interviewed by a Dark Hunter. I mean, I'm related to one, and I work for two of them. I'm pretty sure I'm safe, unlike Mr. Trouble over here. If it wasn't for me he would have been nabbed by that Vampire, and he wouldn't have the pleasure of bothering me within this dark alleyway. Man, I should really know better than to talk to strangers in a barely unlit alleyway. I allow a simple shrug of my shoulders in response, showing no fear in a mistake he sees. I do appreciate the thanks, but his mention of the leaves being poisonous does bring a small smile to my face.

"They wouldn't plant a tree with poisonous leaves near a gathering place of humans. Heaven forbid a child ate the leaf that fell of said tree and dies."

I was human. Well, I am still human, but I know how they think and act. Besides, I'm part horse now and I know what smells safe to eat and what doesn't'. I guess that is something I should be grateful about. I am sure way back in time when humans were barely humans they ate leaves off of trees, but in today's society you do that then you get a one way ticket to the asylum. A shame really. Some of those leaves are rather sweet and tasty, of course, I wouldn't dare eat leaves in front of another human. I don't really need to go to an asylum. I don't think as a horse I would enjoy being locked up. I do notice how he's attempting to make himself the typical dream boy that girls would flock for. I am young and impressionable, and yet, I learned so very quickly not to trust a Coverboy pretty face. My world changed because of one. My capability of believing in myself, or trusting myself was shredded. So, he can smile and try to work his boyish charms on me, but I know better. Boy wouldn't Mother and Father be proud of me now. I do notice how his hand slides into his pocket, and I grow still for a moment, my eyes narrowing as a glimpse of distrust appears in my bright blue eyes. The sight of a beaten up black leather notebook, is the very last item I would have guessed coming out of his pocket. He sure does like asking things of other people to help him. First I don't give him away to the vampire, second I make a distraction, and now for a third request he wants me to give him money. Seriously? I'm pretty sure anyone can get three measly dollars. With a sigh I pull out my own beaten red leather wallet from my pocket, the gold chain briefly glinting in the low light, as I dig out two dollars, and four quarters, exactly three dollars, handing it to him as I slide the chained leather wallet back into my pocket.

"Asking for exactly three dollars is a bit strange. What do you use the book for?

Calliel Alosi

Now I'm Unbreakable, It's Unmistakable