I’ve had a couple hours to think about tonight. I may have doomed my entire group of friends. My whining about my sire, my insistance that I might be killed if I disobeyed him, has pushed Kord and the others into my mess.
I have no real proof my sire would kill me, but I do feel it was possible.Is it true I let them think this was fact to benifit myself? I honestly don’t know anymore. My guilt over thier current situation clouds everything.
I am sure of nothing, outside of Peter’s guilt. He is responsible for the Turks attacking in the East, and he is using us all as scapegoats to cover that fact.
Our little trial will pull notice away from the fact that he is involved and probably responsible for the attacks in the first place.
If any of us lives past tonight, we need to rethink how we do things.
We need to have a clear leader, not to take the heat but one to guide us. We need to adhere to what is best for the group. We need to organize ourselves. We’ve let the elders of this fucking city lead us around by our balls too often.
Fuck sides…we work for our own damn interests.
And Gerak…I’m not sure what to do about him any more. I do not trust him. He has a lot of bridges to repair before I am ready to again.
I have bridges to repair too.
Just don’t know how.