Bad Decisions

I blinked rapidly, my hands slowly going out of my pocket. I was all alone with Vector, and I could feel a massive vortex of emotions. Hate, resentment, confusion, passion. I hated myself for the last one.

I swallowed hard. "I was..."

He gave a small laugh. "It is a good time. I am normally not awake."

I saw how he was looking at me. Like I wasn't, and never could be a threat. Like all I would ever be is a little girl in a dress.

"Why are you awake now?"

He shrugged, then leaned away from the balcony. I watched him walk the little distance to the stairs, then carefully descend from it. He held a youthful elegance in his steps, and I found myself almost enthralled as I watched him.

If only I didn't hate him this much.

"I wanted a drink. And maybe a partner."

He never came up to me, and he made his way to the large standard bar. I knew better than to go anywhere, and I slowly followed him. He had his back completely to me, and I wondered how it would feel to stab him in the back, litera