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towards my arm that was soaked in blood.
I left the room without saying a word. Willow was safe that’s all that mattered. The hunger inside of me still lurked close to the surface and I needed to feed.
It was getting late and the bar was still packed with people, but the streets were practically deserted. I didn’t want to return to the bar because the last thing Micky needed was all hell breaking loose on his dance floor.
“Hey there big boy.” The words were slurred behind me.
I turned around to see the girl from earlier who had slipped me her number. I felt the prick of my fangs against my lip. As unappetizing as skank seemed, she would have to do.
“You know, you shouldn’t be out here all alone. The streets are pretty dangerous at night.” I smirked with my reply; if only she knew.
“I’ve heard all the scary stories but I’m sure I’ll be safe out here with you.”
“Don’t count on it.”
Before she could take another step I had her pinned against the wall and my teeth buried into her neck. My hand was covering her mouth to keep her from screaming. If anyone were to leave the bar right now it would look like nothing more than two drunks getting dirty in the alley.
The hunger inside of me wanted to take her life, death was the only way it was truly satisfied. I couldn't though. I refuse to be that person again. After the way Willow looked at me earlier when I almost lost control, there was no way I could ever let myself take another life.
I pulled away from her and removed my hand from her mouth. She was able to stay on her feet which is a good sign. I’d wipe the memory from her mind but with the amount of alcohol I could taste in her blood there was no way she'd even remember tonight.
I called her an ambulance. I Told them she had alcohol poisoning and had got in a bar fight. I gave them the address and left when I heard the sirens.
I needed to get cleaned up; I was covered in blood and Willow didn't need to see me like this when she woke up. The private bathroom was at the bottom of the stairs and away from the public. I shrugged off my jacket then pulled off my blood stained shirt. I left the shirt in the sink and ran the hot water to try to wash the blood out of my white shirt. Tristan came in as I was scrubbing the blood off my arms.
“Micky is shutting down for the night. Almost everyone’s gone. Want to tell me what the hell happened?”
I looked at him through the reflection of the mirror and just shook my head. No one was going to be happy about Calliope being back.
“The guy who had Willow works for Calliope.”
I could feel the tension in the room at those words. Tristan remained motionless behind me but I could tell he was fighting back the rage we all felt inside.
“Son of a bitch!” Tristan turned around and punched a hole in the bathroom wall.
“I should have known something was up. I had him there when I got Willow, I should have killed the fucker where he stood.”
“I did.”
I grabbed a rag off the small rack in the room and began drying my arms off. Tristan paced the room while raking his hands through his hair. If he pulled any harder he was going to rip it out.
“What the hell does she want?”
“I don’t know but he sent him here with a message. Told me to be careful how close I get to Willow.”
“Was that a threat for you, or for her?”
“Doesn’t matter. If the bitch shows up she is as good as dead.”
I walked past Tristan and headed back up the stairs still shirtless. I found Amelia sitting on the side of the cot beside Willow brushing her hair out of her face. It almost looked like she actually cared.
“Did she wake up yet?”
“No. But she seems fine.” Amelia replied then stood up and headed for the door.
“I can see the way she looks at you Tobias and I can see the way you look at her. Don’t be an idiot. Either do something about it, or let
I left the room without saying a word. Willow was safe that’s all that mattered. The hunger inside of me still lurked close to the surface and I needed to feed.
It was getting late and the bar was still packed with people, but the streets were practically deserted. I didn’t want to return to the bar because the last thing Micky needed was all hell breaking loose on his dance floor.
“Hey there big boy.” The words were slurred behind me.
I turned around to see the girl from earlier who had slipped me her number. I felt the prick of my fangs against my lip. As unappetizing as skank seemed, she would have to do.
“You know, you shouldn’t be out here all alone. The streets are pretty dangerous at night.” I smirked with my reply; if only she knew.
“I’ve heard all the scary stories but I’m sure I’ll be safe out here with you.”
“Don’t count on it.”
Before she could take another step I had her pinned against the wall and my teeth buried into her neck. My hand was covering her mouth to keep her from screaming. If anyone were to leave the bar right now it would look like nothing more than two drunks getting dirty in the alley.
The hunger inside of me wanted to take her life, death was the only way it was truly satisfied. I couldn't though. I refuse to be that person again. After the way Willow looked at me earlier when I almost lost control, there was no way I could ever let myself take another life.
I pulled away from her and removed my hand from her mouth. She was able to stay on her feet which is a good sign. I’d wipe the memory from her mind but with the amount of alcohol I could taste in her blood there was no way she'd even remember tonight.
I called her an ambulance. I Told them she had alcohol poisoning and had got in a bar fight. I gave them the address and left when I heard the sirens.
I needed to get cleaned up; I was covered in blood and Willow didn't need to see me like this when she woke up. The private bathroom was at the bottom of the stairs and away from the public. I shrugged off my jacket then pulled off my blood stained shirt. I left the shirt in the sink and ran the hot water to try to wash the blood out of my white shirt. Tristan came in as I was scrubbing the blood off my arms.
“Micky is shutting down for the night. Almost everyone’s gone. Want to tell me what the hell happened?”
I looked at him through the reflection of the mirror and just shook my head. No one was going to be happy about Calliope being back.
“The guy who had Willow works for Calliope.”
I could feel the tension in the room at those words. Tristan remained motionless behind me but I could tell he was fighting back the rage we all felt inside.
“Son of a bitch!” Tristan turned around and punched a hole in the bathroom wall.
“I should have known something was up. I had him there when I got Willow, I should have killed the fucker where he stood.”
“I did.”
I grabbed a rag off the small rack in the room and began drying my arms off. Tristan paced the room while raking his hands through his hair. If he pulled any harder he was going to rip it out.
“What the hell does she want?”
“I don’t know but he sent him here with a message. Told me to be careful how close I get to Willow.”
“Was that a threat for you, or for her?”
“Doesn’t matter. If the bitch shows up she is as good as dead.”
I walked past Tristan and headed back up the stairs still shirtless. I found Amelia sitting on the side of the cot beside Willow brushing her hair out of her face. It almost looked like she actually cared.
“Did she wake up yet?”
“No. But she seems fine.” Amelia replied then stood up and headed for the door.
“I can see the way she looks at you Tobias and I can see the way you look at her. Don’t be an idiot. Either do something about it, or let
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