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"I'll be fine in a few hours," he gasped wincing again as a pulse of pain hit him all at once. He slowly sat up and pulled his shirt with that as well looking at his scars that were red and bleeding surprisingly. He groaned sinking down again as if he was more irritated than freaked out by the open wounds that fell onto his legs. He looked at the blood on his fingers as he looked at his hand that had a little bit blood on it. "Dammit," he whispered closing his eyes and putting his sunglasses on the table so he could rub his eyes.

"I will, promise," he said gently looking over at her. He could see how panicked she seemed and he smiled gently. "Its okay, Rose. I'll be fine. I've had worse," he said gently looking at her with a gentle smile. He would have hugged her in another life but he couldn't. "And its bad for you to chew on your nails," he said chuckling a little bit.

"Because, I always worry about y--others," he said softly before he sighed and shook his head. "Also, if I have scars, it means I've taken wounds. Of course I've had worse." Everything he said he did his best to sound normal even though knew knew it wasn't. It wasn't at all. His wounds weren't from anything normal. It was terrible. He hurt so much, it was just terrible.

"You wouldn't believe me if I told you. Besides, even if I told you, and you did believe me, you would have to pick what scar. I've done lots of things," he said quickly closing his eyes softly. He couldn't keep it away from her forever. Eventually she would figure out and then be mad at him. He would rather explain it to her, and her flee him.

"I'm immortal. You have been alive before, but you don't remember. I can't be killed, but you have. I to live till the end of time and more to face the punishment of killing you and sinning by making a deal with the devil to have the strength to protect my kingdom. I've lived before The Knights of Round Table, and I've lived through the plague. I've lived through the American Revolution and Cvil war, and both World Wars. I do my best to stay away as I'm fearful to kill you again, but every time I try you are there. Rose, Sakura, both names I've always called you in what ever live. That's why I called you Rose. With the scars though, like I said, you would have to point one out for me to tell you," he said quietly. He closed his eyes tightly biting his lip again with the larger canines showing more now. He looked away rolling over onto his side as his body was hit with another wave of pain and he didn't want to look at her. He knew she would think he would be crazy or out of his mind, or something. Never believe him. Though, she always did, eventually.

Alex heard the door closed and he bit his lip harder drawing blood. He nuzzled his face into the pillow harder wishing that he had just lied again. Though, he would rather have her know and stay away then still lie and have her feel safe in it. He slowly got up again and looked at the bags and sighed. He picked up their bags wincing, climbed out the window dropping to the ground, then finally ran home. It hurt so much, but he needed to stop being there and just not be there at all. He would have to go back tomorrow to give her things back, but till then, he was drinking. It made him dangerous, but it deluded his mind like any creature helping him relax. He closed his eyes tightly for a second and pushed the door open dropping their things and grabbing Jack from the fridge and knocking back a few shots.

After a few hours, Alexander was as wasted as a vampire his age could. He sunk down quietly onto the tile floor with the world spinning around. He laid down on the ground and passed out sleeping the best he had in days, years, maybe even centuries. When he'd woken up again, the sun blasted into his eyes painfully making him wake up. He stood up being completely off balanced looking at the empty bottle of Jack and he shook his head a little bit. He stole the blood out of the container and left it on the counter. He looked at the bags and he sighed going to get dressed and brush his teeth. He yawned loudly and puled on his clothes before heading out the door again with a cap over his eyes to keep the cloud filtered sun out of his eyes. Alex walked to school before running finding himself going to be late. he was still sore as hell, but he felt a lot better. He closed his eyes and stretched his body out upon arriving. He sat at his desk again yawning slightly before resting his head on the table closing his eyes.

Alex went through the day noticing Rose gone, but he wasn't surprised still by it. He left the school and into the sport's fields quietly just needing to get out on his own, or something. Get away from all these people and just relax again. Days like this he missed the solitude he'd banned himself to a couple of lifetimes. He sat down on the ground and pulled out his drawing book and started flipping through it quickly just looking at everything he'd drawn. After a while, he found the last few blank pages and started sketching again. He sighed just drawing on his own glad to be that way with the overcast day. He just hoped it wouldn't rain. If it did, it would ruin his book then he would be pissed off, again. He pulled his side up and looked at the cut up body he had for his own that still was bleeding. "Dammit," he whispered again.