Savannah Levine

Savannah woke up sitting against the same wall where she had collapsed the night before. It took her a few moments for the events of the night came crashing down on her.

"Oh god. OH GOD!"

She managed to get to her feet even though she thought she was going collapse. She made it as far as the bed before she felt the desire to throw up. She was violently ill in the trashcan for a few moments. Straightening, she started to head to the door, knowing she had to turn herself in for what she had done.

Not that dealing with the police was going to be as bad as the fact that she had murdered the guy she loved more than anything.


[[OOC: For the not-dead boyfriend]]

Savannah was laying on the bed with Destiny curled against her. Every few minutes, Destiny would nuzzle her, and then lick her in the puppy's attempt to comfort her.

She was not asleep. She hadn't even tried to sleep -- even though there were times that her body fought to render her unconscious. She hadn't had enough energy to cast a healing spell of any kind, but she had managed to gather enough to cast a pain relieving spell so she wasn't completely miserable.

However, it wasn't her physical pain that she was focused on... it was her emotional state.

Wyatt... Wyatt had hurt her. He had talked about killing her if she didn't learn to obey him. That, in and of itself had cut her in a very deep way. Then there was Chris. He had pretended not to know her and that had almost hurt worse than the fact that she got her ass handed to her in the fight.

Chris and Wyatt had been two of her first friends here. They were two of her best friends. Wyatt was... had been... was her big brother and Chris was her whitelighter... and her brother, too.

So she had thought.

When she had run into Chris on Friday, she had assumed he had been gremlin bit. She assumed the same thing of Wyatt yesterday. She had been so very, very wrong. Gremlin bite victims didn't become violent. Gremlin bite victims didn't have unfortunate facial hair that apparently was sentient enough to turn you evil.

Johnny had gone after Wyatt when he heard what happened and she didn't know what had transpired between the two of them. She had been too upset and worried about him to push him on it.

Savannah Levine had never trusted easily, and now two people that she trusted had turned on her and were acting really... well, very un-Halliwell guy like. She didn't know what was going on with them and she really... To be honest, part of her wanted to kick their asses as soon as she was able. And she would -- as soon as she figured out what was wrong with them and how to change it. Then she would kick their asses for them.

She needed to check on Isabel and Summer to make sure that they were okay... but right now, she wasn't fond of the idea of leaving her room.


[[For the boyfriend.]]