This one is send out a little early I hope thats fine.

Trigger warnings:
-unplanned self injury
-anger outbursts
-quick mentions of needels (in hrt context)
-mentions of alcohol
-mentions of sexual harassment
-very unhealthy mindsets
-while csa is not mentioned i think its pretty obvious
-marriage in a very bad ligth
-discussed physical ab/se
-very improper implications of what someone does with their childeren
-adoption
-implied mentions of p/rn

Alex gets shaken out of his rage by a call from an unknown number.

He didn't even notice that he smashed his bathroom mirror if it wasn't for the shard stuck in his hand.

"Hey, here's Mori. Porter said you wanted to meet up so he gave me your number. We wanted to have a general meet up to get to know each other."

"I have to fix a little furniture but then I can come wherever."

"Fantastic." Their tone is usually a little monotone, their joy being the same tone Alex is used to from their voice.

"And remove glass from my hand"

"Not fantastic. Please be careful to not further injure yourself."

"I will try. When is the meeting?"

"Today! In the evening, we have the most time then."

"Sure. Where?'

"At the bar from last time?"

"Sure. I will be there by 8."

"See you then!"

Alex then gets to clean the glass stuck in him. Luckily it's not much, the previous times this accident happend having made sure he has hot glue on every pieces edge. He glues them back into their form and takes care of his mildly bleeding hand. At around 7 he gets ready to leave. He arrives a bit before 8

The barkeeper is the same as usual, Viktor. Alex waves to them quickly. He smiles. Weird.

Porter already sits in a niche, moving back and forth slowly.
"Alex! Here!" He screams a bit too loud. Viktor flinches at the sudden noise.

"Sorry for yelling!" Porter quickly adds, noticing the pain he caused.

They are pretty much the only people there. "It's fine Porter."

Alex raises his voice. "You know each other?"

"Yes, Viktor was in the same hospital as me when they got sick and our parents are friends. We also went on T together. I helped him with the needles cause you know, the 15 years I spent in a hospital taught me something. I also help Emily with her estrogen."

"Pretty much. Childhood friends. Despite Porter being half a year older. How come you come here so much? I barely know your name, so what is it?"

"Alexander but just call me Alex. Apparently my coworkers really like the alcohol here. I don't really drink so I wouldn't know."

"I am surprised. You seem to order a lot for them, as a group for a non drinker."

"Yes, I do. They seem to not quite like you for some reason."

"Men generally often don't. Which can be a bit taxing when trying to date them, I must admit. Unfortunately, drunk women have a tendency to throw themself at me. Despite multiple nos. But away from the dating life of your homoromantic barkeeper. How come you are here?"

"We wanted to meet here with Mori and Phie. Remember them?"

"Vaguely. May I ask who they were again?"

"Vampire and their very pink girlfriend."

"Ohhh, those two. I am aware. Is it cruel to say I wish Sophie would be a tad less happy?"

"A little. But I doubt Alex judges you. He is quite nice."

"I don't."

And then Mori and Sophie hurry in, Mori with a lot of almost comical pink lipstick marks plastered on their face. Sophie has one or two black ones. It matches each others lipstick

"Sorry for being late!"
"It's fine!".

They order. Mori has an arm around Sophie and plays with her hair.

"Alex, can I see your hand?' They ask.
"Why?"
"Curiosity. You cut it open."
"Rather not. It's just a harmless cut. I am not going to bleed out"
"You have the same stubbornness as your sister. Phie also always says it's just a simple cut and then she walks through thorns. She is worrying me"
"I am right here!" Sophie puffs her cheeks, pouting. "I don't get into that much danger!"
"Sophie you on the way here almost ran into 5 lamp posts."
"You were too cute and distracting me!"

Alex doesn't necessarily need details about that. It's not like it's an inappropriate amount of pda, he just doesn't need to watch them.

He starts planning. Plans are a way to keep control. He fights his urge to make decisions on impulse usually, if he isn't in 100% control.

Not control over others, but control over the situation. Control that lets others keep theirs. But also allows him some. Alex needs little to no control over others. He needs every single little amount for himself. Without it he will start showing fear. Everything the sky high walls kept in will burst out.

Alex is lonely. Even in the group he is. He is a lot. Never quite comfortable with people, always a little too wary. He is unable to be attracted romantically to someone he isn't deeply connected with, and who he 100% trusts, which only that one guy he met as a 16 year old ever did. Not that he isn't connected with other people. Well he was. Rarely. But even then, this type of feelings were not a thing he felt for any woman. With none of them he wanted to be held tight and never let go, none of them even got near that fuzzy warm feeling. He never wished anyone to eventually properly marry him, besides that one guy he met.

Weddings bring up a sour taste in his mouth. Just thinking about them makes him usually uncomfortable. Thinking about his own however makes him a special kind of sick. Its anger is mainly, mixed with an underlying sadness. His only real thought is: why would anyone let this happen to a child?

Anyways, he probably won't date ever again. Because the one man he ever had feelings for probably doesn't remember the mess of a teenager he helped at 14 till he was 17. Especially in the way Alex changed. He isn't nearly as sweet or kind anymore. He is just a trainwreck of a person in his opinion. Alex is also pretty sure the man's name was Viktor. Well, back then he was a boy, but he should be a man now. He looked a little like the bartender Viktor if he thinks about it. Weird. Both have the same very dark brown skin tone and black hair, the same yellow eyes, the same slightly hooked nose, however he remembers Viktors was more crooked years ago.

Eventually Porter taps him on the shoulder. "Alex?"
He quickly snaps out of his train of thought. "Yes?"
"Mori wanted to talk to you. They wouldn't tell me about what."
"Fine with me. Mori, what do you want to talk about?"
"Lets get somewhere private to discuss"

They eventually settle for the toilets. Mori is tense and picks at their cuffs "So, how old are you?" "20." "Your deadname isn't perhaps Amy is it?" "Absolutely not" Alex is repulsed at the thought of his older sister. "What about my behavior makes you assume i'd jump on my younger siblings leg for funsies?" "She did what now? Sophie sometimes tells me about her but that's new." They are shocked. "Why do you think I can not walk properly? Besides Katherines… let's call it business, as I assume you know what I am talking about, Amy would have great fun furthering her punishments by jumping on my leg most of the time. I don't limp for Show. My leg is messed up." He says, bitterly. Alex doesn't hate being disabled, he hates the reason much more. "I am so sorry."
"I don't need your pity. I got out of that hell and now I want to prevent it."

Mori seems much less assured then with Sophie.
"Now it's my turn to tell you why I wanted to get involved?"
"If you want to? I don't mean to pressure you. Porter just seems a lot more at ease. Though he always seems slightly alarmed. It might be his girlfriend who calms him down that bit."
"Emily? Yeah, she does. I personally am not really her friend, she's a little too little sometimes for me, but Porter loves her to bits." Mori seems much more uncomfortable without Sophie, picking on their skin.

"Did anyone ever tell you you are quite transparent? Your emotions are quite visible most of the time. It's pleasant. I am glad you can do that." Alex more mumbles then says properly.
"Odd compliment, isn't it? I accept it. You are quite hard to read. It's odd if I may say so. I have memorized Phies body language so it's pretty easy to read for me, but you are an utter mystery. Interesting. I thought twins were mildly similar at the very least."
"Understandably. Do you want to tell me why you joined?"
"Yes, I actually do. Would you like me to start anywhere specific?"
"Tell me anything you feel comfortable with me knowing. Knowledge is power, however power shouldnt be obtained at the cost of others''
"So, I assume you have heard of me? Assuming you follow Sophie's life, you probably did"
"I dont. I made the last… 1 and a half years only sure I survived. Nothing else if I am honest. But what are you referencing?"
"I have a… reputation. You can imagine the reputation someone who comes from a giant family has and who goes against their ideals?"
"Please tell me it's not about anything involving dirty videos. Because then I must remove myself. And take a bath."
"No, not that stuff. You know why people turn into vampires?"
"Deathly illness?"
"Usually, some people decide very young because they find the thought cool. Can confirm it's not. I would never turn back for anything in this world tho."
"Then why did you turn?"
"I will tell you. So, I am an adoptee. Adopted very young, from people who believed adopting kids from another country would be fun."
"I understand."
"So there I went, off to god knows where with them. My parents were amazing friends with Katherine, and despite my begging to not go to her would always take me along. No matter how many bruises I showed them I obtained from her I had to go. Of course I enjoyed meeting Phie, but nothing else about those visits was remotely fine." They seem very angry. Alex is mildly frightened. This isn't related to Mori personally, it is related to his normal fear of angry people. Including himself.

"Sorry for seeming angry, it's just,... upsetting? It could have all been avoided. I could have been fine. Even happy. But now I am just another victim. I feel like I should've avoided it. And now I jump to actions so none can overpower me. If they aren't done with their plans they won't act. However if I can at least have a vague plan I can easily win."
"I don't understand that mindset."
"Oh. Anyways." They start telling him about their painting excitedly. Alex has lost the relation but listens.
Eventually they stop. "Sorry, I just love painting and tend to forget conversations if I can't talk about it." They seem happier but still tense. "Let's return to the others."

(I hope you enjoyed, i would appretiate to hear your thougths)