So it’s a few hours after my last entry, and I thought I’d write up some mini treatises on the people in my life; how I feel about them, etc. I just finished writing an email to my parents, and sending a text to Donnie. I’m so jumbled up in my thoughts and emotions that I don’t know if this is the best time or the worst time to do it, but here goes anyway.
Emily Marie Williams-Delacroix is my mother. It’s my understanding that in her youth she was a free-spirited individual, having done her growing up in the sixties and seventies. While her parents were strict with her, she was never strict with my brothers or I that I recall, although a lot of the disciplinarianism was done by my father, whom I’ll talk about next. Mom was a stay-at-home mother, not needing to work because my father pulled in a big enough income that we didn’t want for anything. She homeschooled my brothers through fifth grade, and was an excellent cook. Honestly, I can’t think of a bad thing to say about my mother; she’s always been supportive, which is what made it all the more hurtful when I came out as Wiccan and bi.
Alexandre Nicolas Delacroix is my father. He’s never talked too much about his life before he met mom, so I don’t know much about his time spent growing up in France. He loves my mother very much, which is why he emigrated here when they met. Growing up he was always stern with us kids and had a hard time showing his emotions. Still, you could tell he cared by how how treated us (at least now it’s easier to tell, looking back – Dad was always a difficult person to read). I really hope I didn’t hurt him when I came out to him and mom.
Raphael Louis Deleacroix is the eldest of my twin brothers, the other is Gabriel Jules Delacroix. I wasn’t terribly close to my brothers growing up, as they were five years older than myself and didn’t want to hang around with their pesty little sister; though that’s not to say they didn’t hav emy back when things went south for me with bullies at school, or when it came to boys hurting my feelings (I never told them about the girls either).
Anthony Morales is my ex-boyfriend. We broke up six years ago because we didn’t see eye-to-eye on how to run the coven, and because he turned out to be a real jerk. I suppose I was attracted to him in the first place because of his hispanic roots and initial charm. And he was charming, at first…but after awhile his ideas of a woman’s place in a relationship and the power of running the coven going to his head drove us apart. He was never supportive of my writing, thinking I should be dependant on him. I list him here because from time to time I’ve seen him at the New Age/Occult store I used to frequent, and as he’s a local practitioner, I still kind of have to deal with his screwups from time to time. He was also a part of my life for a couple of years, and helped to shape who I am now, for better or worse.
Donovan Wentworth is my…patron? No…I think the word Danielle used was domitor. In any case, he is my vampire master. While I don’t like the connotations that brings up, it has its benefits. But I’m not here to talk about those, I’m here to talk about Donovan. He has been, for the most part, generous towards us, not accounting for my colossal screw up. Even then he didn’t get ragey, so much as kind of angry. Still, with what I’ve seen of what he’s into, and the fact that he would summon up a demon, let alone make a deal with one….what have I gotten myself into? Can I back out without getting killed? Should I back out? Or should I stick around and see what he has to teach me, storing away information just incase?
Scott Parsley is my roommate and a fellow ghoul. Into videogames and having his own esports team. I really don’t know what to make of the guy. He seems okay one minute, then the next like an ungrateful asshole. Still a kid yet? I don’t know.
Raul Ron Jackhand is another of my fellow ghouls. I do not like Raul. He gives off creeper vibes. I’m glad he’s not around much.
Danielle is yet another ghoul. She’s new around here, and Raul’s mate, I guess you could say, since her sole purpose seems to be just getting pregnant by Raul. She’s pretty likeable, even if her catlike appearance is off putting initially. I’m just not sure what to make of her after tonight’s events. On the one hand, I didn’t consent. On the other hand, I didn’t complain, either.
Sandy is Scott’s girlfriend. She’s a great girl, seems very adventurous, but I have to be careful talking around her, unlike Danielle, because she isn’t in the know, and there’s already been a couple of near slip-ups that Donovan has had to take care of. Honestly, I don’t know what she sees in Scott beyond looks and a connection in that they are both gamers. Hell, maybe that’s enough.
Donnie is one of Scott’s gaming buddies, and the new guy in my life. He seems like a really nice guy and I hope things go well between us, for however long it might last.
Iron Kitty Squadron is the name of Scott’s gaming team. Most of them are okay, what little I know of them. The only one I have issue with is Burtowski, and that’s because he’s a major bro. It’s annoying.
Ben is the demon Donovan summoned, and I helped convince him (Donovan, that is) to release him. He has been, for lack of a better term, a fuck buddy to me. Every time has been a good time with him, but I kind of miss the first time, where it was les fucking and more lovemaking. My concern is if I should break things off with him before they continue. My desire to call him Master earlier this evening concerns me, as do his statements from last time, making it clear that he is the one in charge of our relationship. It kind of makes me feel like I have no say. I can’t stay with him just for great sex…maybe I should try telling him no next time, see what happens?