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[sub]A collab between [@Hedgehawk] & [@HaleyTheRandom]; Featuring [color=2A7E2E]Zach[/color] & [color=A0D574]Erin[/color].[/sub][/center]
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Zach had too much to drink. Matter of factly, he couldn't actually remember what he had done at the party. He drank, he knew that. But he couldn’t quite recall doing anything else. He had a bit of a walk around, discovered what the commotion was out in the garden. Carlisle had ended up getting frozen, and the barrier had fallen. Fantastic. While the other males had offered to help or had been conscripted by Lilith to help move Carlisle, Zach had decided to very much not do so. Carlisle was a liability and to be perfectly honest had it all coming. He had been a drain in college and yet again here at the coven, he was a drain once more.

Naturally everyone seemed to be going back into the household, leaving him alone in the garden. Taking one more swig from the whiskey bottle he let out an audible sigh as he realized that it was empty. He casually tossed the bottle into the bush as he made his way inside to join the rest of the gaggle. It seemed everyone had congregated into the dining room. In getting Carlisle to the basement, everyone now had seen what had happened. It didn’t long however for things to really kick off, and those werewolves turned up. Zach was in no state to fight. The full bottle of whiskey was now starting to kick in properly. He attempted to stagger forward, trying to create a physical barrier between the werewolves and some of the females of the group.It was his odd way of trying to be helpful. Thankfully none of the werewolves even got close as several coven members went forward and broke free.

Eventually the Werewolves retreated and Zach lowered his guard with a rough pant. He needed more drink, or perhaps, maybe, a [i]pillow[/i] to lie with. He knew it was going to be hard. Nearly every girl here was aware of his antics. That was the one thing he missed about college: The female pool was bigger, and it was easier to swim in and pick up new fish. Here however, he was going to have to really let off his charm. He scanned the room for people to work over, and his eyes rested on Erin. Now that would be a catch. He would saunter on over to her, pressing his body up against the nearby wall before looking over to her. [color=2A7E2E]”Well, that was something. Once again, Carlisle somehow manages to ruin a party.”[/color]

Today had been an absolute whirlwind for Erin. From arriving to New York, to kidney punching a werewolf - the mere thought of any of today's events gave her a headache. As the crowd dispersed, Erin soon found herself alone as Delaney disappeared to find Rowan, and Serena was probably off flirting with some girl. 

The blonde had made her way over to the drink table, doing her best to find [i]something[/i] to drink. How she had ended up being one of the only sober people here this evening astonished her. As her eyes settled on a half bottle of Rum, Erin scrunched up her face in disgust while grabbing on to her consolation prize. She had acquired a taste for the alcohol after being friends with Delaney for years - but that didn’t mean that Erin enjoyed rum. Pouring some into a solo cup, Erin retreated to one of the corners of the large room before propping herself up against a wall and beginning to observe the scene around her. 

She had been one of the lucky ones when it came to the fight. Most of her friends had jumped into battle, leaving Erin to fall back and protect some of the younger Coven members. She had gotten a few bumps and bruises, but it was nothing compared to some of the injuries others around her had seemed to acquire. 

A familiar voice broke her away from her thoughts, her eyes falling on someone she definitely did [i]not[/i] want to see. 

[color=A0D574]”Seriously?”[/color] Erin scoffed. [color=A0D574]”You really couldn’t come up with a better opening than that?”[/color] 

Zach for a second didn't know what to say. It was like his brain stopped working. A moment later, he finally piped up. [color=2A7E2E]"Sorry."[/color] He half mumbled half slurred. [color=2A7E2E]"I forget most people didn't have to experience college with Carlisle. It was interesting. Always hanging off Miles side like a lost puppy"[/color] Zach let off a chuckle before taking the final sip of Whiskey from his solo cup. He then sighed softly [color=2A7E2E]"You did good tonight. With the Werewolves, and that other girl, whatever her name is"[/color]

The more that Zach spoke, the more Erin drank. She allowed the liquid to burn in her throat, rising with the anger swelling inside her chest. Zach was an absolute dog. While Delaney may have wanted to act like she had forgiven and forgotten - Erin wasn’t so big on taking the high road. 

[color=A0D574]”Hayden,”[/color] she replied simply. [color=A0D574]”Her name is Hayden, and you’d do well to get to know her and the rest of your Coven members names, honestly. ‘Would help if you showed up for a meeting from time to time, hm?”[/color] she questioned him, looking him up and down as if she was sizing up her next target. 

Well this wasn't going how he planned it. He knew he was out of practice with the trip back and everything, but drunk girls normally swooned over his bad boy vibes. He popped open the new bottle of whiskey and took a deep swig. He watched Erin drink the rum before raising his own bottle. 

[color=2A7E2E]"I was moving back in, only just managed to get everything in place. Parents didn't want me cramming up their place so I had to come back from college and find my own place right away… So that's her name…"[/color] He would hold out the nearly full bottle of whiskey infront of Erin [color=2A7E2E]" Have some whiskey hmmm? Better than that rum crap you are drinking. Still, I forgot how badass you can be when protecting people. Everyone things that Serena is the bad girl and Erin is the Softie innocent one. But when it comes down to it, Erin got those vicious powers"[/color] He said with a slight joking chuckle. 

Completely bewildered as to why Zach had even dared to approach Erin of all people, she quickly snatched the bottle from him - realizing that she wasn’t drunk enough for any sort of conversation with him. As she pressed the bottle to her lips, the blonde took a large sip and nodded her head in recognition towards his compliment. Surely he wasn’t expecting their conversation to be all sunshine and rainbows. 

[color=A0D574]”What is it that you want from me, exactly,”[/color] she questioned him, a storm brewing behind her blue eyes. [color=A0D574]”You don’t really expect [i]me[/i] of all people to welcome you back with open arms, right?”[/color] she continued on, taking another drink from the bottle and adding one more thought as the liquid sloshed. [color=A0D574]”Especially after what you did to Cupcake.”[/color] 

[color=2A7E2E]"Well, I know what I [i]want[/i]"[/color]He said with a suggestive smirk [color=2A7E2E]"Always liked taller women"[/color] Hearing the rest of her cements though, Zach let out a small sigh. He really wished he kept the drink now. He could have used a stiff shot right now. [color=2A7E2E]"Look, it's not my fault that she got hooked on the good stuff. I made it clear from the start, I don't attach to people, I do what I please. That's her problem. You want a one night stand, I am your guy. Anything deeper, go find someone else" [/color] 

Zach smirk made Erins skin crawl, her knuckles turning white around the bottle of whiskey as he continued to choose his words poorly. [color=A0D574]”You’re expecting that from [i]me[/i]?”[/color] she questioned him in shocked disgust. [color=A0D574]”Please get out of here before I fuck you up worse than Kolbys whore.”[/color] 

[color=2A7E2E]"Woah, calm down a bit girl. I think all the fighting has gotten you wound a bit. Take another drink and relax. You have been through a lot tonight. You just need to unwind"[/color] Zach would change his tone to a disarming one. He was trying to be careful here. He didn't want to totally blow his chance. [color=2A7E2E]"I am just trying to say that I think you are a beautiful girl and you deserve some relaxation. And I am here to help with that. Why should Serena be the one to have all the fun?"[/color] 

Fighting back the urge to gag, Erin quickly raised the bottle and swung it at the side of Zach’s head. She had had enough bullshit for one night, and was tired of him piling it on. It was a little out of character for her to be so volatile, but honestly she had thought the world would have been better off without Zach for a while now. 

Zach let out a yell as he felt the bottle smash into the side of his head, sending shards of glass everywhere and dousing him in the remaining alcohol. He leant against the wall, holding his head. [color=2A7E2E]"God damn it woman. What the fuck is wrong with you!?"[/color] He let out a low growl, having to resist the urge to try and swing at her. He wasn't that kind of person, even if he had just been embarrassed. [color=2A7E2E]"... You have no idea what you are missing out on"[/color]

As a pleased expression appeared upon her face, Erin let the remaining glass fall from her hand and onto the floor with the rest of the broken bottle. Zach should have known by now that Erin didn’t make empty threats. Why he had kept pushing her for sex of all things she’d never understand. He had to have lost the remaining brain cells he used to have at college. She knew that Zach would never swing - but deep down, she really wished that he would. 

Shrugging her shoulders, Erin wiped her hand clean on her dress before taking a drink from the previously acquired solo cup in the other. [color=A0D574]”Oh please,”[/color] she mocked him, her voice sour. [color=A0D574]”I wear heels bigger than your dick. The only thing I’m missing out on is syphilis.”[/color] 

Zach had his fair share of rejections. It was par for the course. But for some reason this one hit harder. He had always considered Erin an easy target to pick up. Compared to the rest of her extended family, Erin had always come across more as the loner type. This shouldn't be happening. This was embarrassing. Raising his hand to the side of his head, he ran his fingers along the impact site, using them to shift glass shards out of hair, as well as seeing if she had managed to draw blood. After pulling his fingers away he could see the tips of them now covered in crimson. It wasn't thick, but it was enough to signal that he had been hurt. [color=2A7E2E]"Please, you haven't had dick this good in your life. If I was so shit why do you think Delaney kept [i]begging[/i] for more"[/color] 

[color=A0D574]”This conversation is over,”[/color] Erin retorted, turning away from him and attempting to weave through the crowd. If Zach kept going down his current path, he’d have a lot more to worry about than a concussion. 

Seeing Erin try to walk away, Zach would reach out and attempt to grab Erin by the wrist to hold her in place for a moment. [color=2A7E2E]"You are making a big mistake, girl. You don't want to walk away from any of this"[/color] He would then let pull on her wrist to try and bring her back. 

Feeling the grip around her wrist, Erin yanked her arm from Zach's grasp. Quickly turning back around to face him, she balled up a fist and hit him on the same side of his head as the bottle - aiming specifically for the temple this time. 

Sharply inhaling through her teeth, the blonde tried to shake the pain out of her hand, watching him slump to the floor with another smirk on her face. 

Delaney would be proud. 

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