Mackenzie Dubinsky (thedirtysouth) wrote in blueridgeau,
@ 2012-08-28 21:33:00

POSTED WITH MACK CAUSE KIA AIN'T IN THE AU JOURNAL.

CHARACTERS: Kia and Benji (Probably Mack and Alex at some point too?? MAYBE EVEN TATUM? GOD WHO KNOWS.)
SETTING: The beach in front of the bar where Kia died on the anniversary of her death years later
CONTENT: NSFW PROBABLY
SUMMARY: Kia is drawn here for some reason and runs across Benji. TRAUMATIC DRAMA ENSUES.

She wasn't sure what had drawn her to this place among the tall grasses of the dunes. There was a bar behind her, the noise slowly drifting across the waving grass. Mack had told her once that this was where she died, and Kia thought it was a shame, it seemed so peaceful. It was a marvelous waste. Kia vaguely remembered that night, it seemed like a blurred dream to her now, something that may or may not have happened. She couldn't really imagine her life any other way than it was currently. She lived with Alex and Mackenzie, the tall blonde taking care of her more than her companion but Alex still had her moments.

It had taken some getting used to, being a vampire. There was the insatiable hunger for human blood that plagued her almost constantly. Mackenzie refused to feed on humans, and as Kia's creator had forced her to follow the same guidelines that she had been following since she had been turned as a kid. Alex, however, had taken Kia on a few different hunting trips, ones that Kia was quite fond of. Mack hadn't been too happy when she had found out, and Kia had felt guilty, really, she had. Nothing compared to human blood though, and as much as Kia had been trying to appease her creator, it was had to deny Alex's persuasive tendencies. She supposed that was what had brought her out here tonight. Mackenzie and Alex had gotten in a fight again, or rather, the tall blonde had caught them trying to sneak out the back door. Either way, Kia had felt guilty and had decided to leave the two older women to their argument (and what was sure to be destructive make up sex eventually), and wandered until she had found herself here.

She had sat and watched the waves roll in for an hour or so, lost in thought, wondering just what her old life had really been like. Mackenzie had told her a little bit about her family and friends, but she couldn't help but feel like there was more. The tall blonde had made it seem like her old life was terrible, and Kia truly believed that the woman was telling the truth. After all, she had been murdered. There had to be more to her life than that though, it was like the memories were right there just out of her grasp. The wind picked up, and Kia subconsciously drew her hoodie around her tighter. It had been a while since she had really felt the cold but old habits died hard. There was something else that the sudden gust of wind brought, and she gave the air a experimental sniff catching the familiar smell again. She wasn't quite sure what it was, but it was familiar, comforting. She stood up from her spot on the beach and began to follow it, the wiff of scent on the wind carrying her closer to the bar.

The music was louder here, and she could hear loud chatter from the open windows. The front of the place was deserted however, the patrons preferring the back porch with it's Christmas lights. There was a lone figure though, standing in the shadows of the parking lot, leaning against a beat up Jeep. Kia's eyes narrowed, and she circled around a few of the cars parked opposite to get a better look. It was a blonde girl, a very familiar looking blonde girl, the one that had let her die. Mack had showed her the tall gangly girl from a distance once, and as much as Kia felt a tug at her heart strings when she saw her, she knew that the blonde was responsible for her murder. She frowned, and stood in the shadows just watching the other girl. She wanted to jump her, drink her blood, make her pay for making her this way. Something held the brunette back, and she stayed hidden for just a few seconds longer until a pair of headlights flashed in her direction, illuminating her hiding spot for what seemed like eternity. She stepped back into the shadows as quickly as she could, for Mack had warned her against being seen by the blonde girl, but the damage was done.

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lockupyourgirls
2012-08-29 09:08 am UTC (link)

Benji had to admit that despite everything, including the loneliness of it all that she still couldn't shake, life in the last few years had been treating her surprisingly well. It had been a long time since Kia had died on her, and she knew it had been a long time even though she still woke up screaming once or twice a week, drenched in a cold sweat and gripped by despair everytime she rolled over to tell Kia about her nightmare, finding the bed empty again and realizing it was never a false nightmare at all. It was a lot to get over, even in five long years, but she had come a long way from the borderline comatose shock she had been in for the first couple of months, the whole turbulent first year even, even the refusal to eat, trying to take her own life. She had been so numb then, and she was numb now but she was learning how to deal with it and to try to experience other things despite it, to explore the world even if it she had to do it alone. There was still good in the world, there had to be, and she wasn't totally alone anyway. She had her sister, and even her relationship with her mothers had improved in the last six months. Sera and Hunter hadn't had a drink all night long, not tonight or at all since Taylor and Eddie had their second baby. And there was Izzy by her side, always, and that did help. He kept her grounded, reminding her they were only twenty-six and there was still a whole world out there, and they were going to explore it, her and her best friend.

Things were finally looking up for the two of them, and that was why she had agreed to come here, to this bar that she had told herself she would never go back to again. She had even started driving around it, taking routes to avoid it, to avoid even looking at it. But that past was gone and done and over, tonight they were celebrating the future. When they had been younger, before all of this, the three of them had dreamed over moving away from Texas, dreamed of doing big things. But Kia had been the special one, and now it was just her and Iz alone, but opportunity still came knocking. Surfing had been painful at first, it was something she did while Kia laid on the beach, and the disappointment of going alone kept her out of the water. But she had really thrown herself back in over the last two years, it was dangerous and distracting two things that Benji craved now, and it had finally paid off. She was kind of old, even if she didn't feel it, past her prime surfing years for most people. But she was reckless and that was how she surfed, and people were almost always impressed. She took risks even young guns didn't dare try, mostly because dying didn't seem so scary anymore. Kia always told her to be careful, so without her warnings, Benji did as she pleased on the waves. What did it matter? She didn't want to die, not really, but she wasn't afraid to anymore. Everyone went whenever it was their time, she had come to terms with that five years ago. Your time was up whenever some greater power decided to end it, so why not have fun with it in the meantime?

Someone had taken notice of her having fun, and that was how they had ended up celebrating. It had been a little over a month ago that she had been approached by a woman on these very dunes, and asked to come to California and do some work with Roxy. Demos, commercials, modeling their clothes, she didn't really care. It was the first thing she had been excited about since that night Kia left her. The girl that had been nothing, that had aspired to nothing, and had wanted to kill herself just a few years ago, was going somewhere. She had a major surfing company interested in taking her on as a rep, and she was going to take it. She and Izzy were leaving in two days, just before her birthday. She wondered what the December surfing in California would be like. Her whole family, even some that had only recently started talking to her again, were inside the bar celebrating. It had been a favorite place for her, before it was tainted. Izzy had set the whole thing up for her, and though she had been drinking a little, she was barely buzzed and just not feeling it. She wanted to be happy, she surfed down on the beach all the time and said she was fine with the venue, but she wasn't.

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