Tristan’s movement caught my attention; his soft white hand reached for mine and heldon tight once they met. He was so cold so I knew I wasn’t the only one suffering from thecold night air.“Alice, do you think we could go some where more…private?”Tristan’s eyes shone with a ghostly glow behind the soft brown.“Of course Tristan” I answered as I led him to the back of the restaurant to grab my jacket.As I entered the coat room to get my coat a soft haze filled my vision, blurring the edgesof the room.Stumbling like I was drunk, I left the room coatless and afraid.
Was this what happened to my mother? Drugged and knocked up?
My fears we dissipated as Tristan grabbed my arm and dragged me out the back muttering curses about “Stinking mortals” and “needy peasants”. Confusing me further he led me to his car, a sleek black car with tinted windows.Almost throwing me into the car, Tristan jumped into the drivers’ side and started todrive with me halfway out the car window throwing up my recent dinner.The sleek cars movements ceased as we drove up to my apartment building where I had been living with my Aunt and cousin, who both had conveniently left for the next twoweeks on vacation.“Hold on foolish mortal, hold on for your life.” Tristan said as he picked my up off thefront seat and slung me over his shoulder.Bitter, cold air sped past me before I met the warmth of my bedroom.I knew I should be worried but I just couldn’t be because I just felt so good. Better thanI’d felt in a long time.Tristan’s long white arms loosened and I fell onto my bed. His eyes looked hungry for something I had told him I wouldn’t give, “Tristan I said I didn’t want to do this
I saidas he leaned down, his shirt open.
I don’t want to be like me mom! Please don’t rape me!
.The ghostly glow behind his eyes became brighter,” Don’t worry sugar, it’ll only hurt for a moment, just relax and you won’t get hurt.”