would have gone our separate ways. He‘d never have turned me into an immortal. Never.
Why was I foolish enough to think that he‘d want me around if he didn‘t feel obligated?
The thought was like a twist in my gut. Of course he wouldn‘t. David was honorable and good, but my being here wasn‘t of his choosing.
Torn by my thoughts, it was a few minutes before I noticed a red flash on the far side of the room. At first, I thought I imagined it, but when it happened again, I got up to investigate.
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There was a small wooden desk in the corner of the room – hand carved by one of the brother Serim here. The red flash came from the single drawer, its light muted. I pulled it open and looked down.
Aloysius‘s cellphone – the one we‘d found at the bar - flashed with a tiny red message light.
He‘d decided to contact me. Grown weary of our games. It was time to retrieve his naughty toy and begin the newest round of tortures. I waited for the sick clench in my gut to return, but this time, worry replaced it. If we went after Aloysius, David would be in danger. I looked over at him, so peaceful in his sleep. At ease with the world.
I picked up the phone, thinking hard. I knew what the message would contain. An address of where he was at. A command for me to obey. Once I listened to it, there would be no going back. No changing my mind. I‘d put myself in Aloysius‘s keeping if I did so.
Aloysius was dangerous. Very dangerous. He‘d had a hundred twenty years to grow in his twistedness, and David was still fresh from his magical slumber. What if he used David‘s ignorance of the modern world against him? David wouldn‘t recognize a taser, or handcuffs, or worse. All it would take was David caught unawares before his evening slumber, and then Aloysius would have him.
Fear shot through me. My mission to kill Aloysius was a danger to David.
I looked back at David again, so beautiful as he lay sprawled in the bed. His muscles gleamed in the moonlight and I remembered my hands skimming over his skin, exploring his beauty. How it had felt to be in his arms.
I could keep him safe. I could be unselfish and leave him here. Here at his side, with my angry eyes and my urgent kisses, I made his decisions for him. David was no cruel, heartless 82
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creature to abandon me like I‘d thought. He‘d care for me because it was his duty. He‘d try to kill Aloysius to save me, even if it ended his own life.
But I could act and save him, myself.
I sat down, clutching the phone close, and lit the candle on the desk. Once it was lit, I began to write a letter to David.
David,
It was wrong of me to ask you to help me kill Aloysius. I’ve gone to him and will take care of it on my own. Don’t follow me.
Olivia
I frowned at the paper, then balled it up and tossed it into wastebasket, starting over again. That wouldn‘t stop David from racing after me. He‘d think I‘d been coerced, and certainly set out to rescue me. That wasn‘t what I wanted. I started again.
David,
I’ve spoken with Aloysius. It was a misunderstanding. He’s promised not to hurt me, and I’ve gone back to him. He misses me, and I…well, I have feelings for him. Please understand, and don’t follow me. Stay at the monastery. I’ll come and see you again soon.
Olivia
I stared at the note. Obvious lies. Feelings for Aloysius? I had feelings all right, but they weren‘t pleasant ones. The idea of leaving David a note still felt foolish, but maybe I could buy David some time, if he thought I would be returning. Especially if he thought Aloysius wouldn‘t hurt me. I could convince Aloysius to leave the city before then, and David would be safe.
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I liked the thought of David being safe, even as I trembled at the thought of putting myself in Aloysius‘s clutches again. Perhaps I could defuse his anger somehow. Make it so my punishments were…less severe.
Who was
Why was I foolish enough to think that he‘d want me around if he didn‘t feel obligated?
The thought was like a twist in my gut. Of course he wouldn‘t. David was honorable and good, but my being here wasn‘t of his choosing.
Torn by my thoughts, it was a few minutes before I noticed a red flash on the far side of the room. At first, I thought I imagined it, but when it happened again, I got up to investigate.
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There was a small wooden desk in the corner of the room – hand carved by one of the brother Serim here. The red flash came from the single drawer, its light muted. I pulled it open and looked down.
Aloysius‘s cellphone – the one we‘d found at the bar - flashed with a tiny red message light.
He‘d decided to contact me. Grown weary of our games. It was time to retrieve his naughty toy and begin the newest round of tortures. I waited for the sick clench in my gut to return, but this time, worry replaced it. If we went after Aloysius, David would be in danger. I looked over at him, so peaceful in his sleep. At ease with the world.
I picked up the phone, thinking hard. I knew what the message would contain. An address of where he was at. A command for me to obey. Once I listened to it, there would be no going back. No changing my mind. I‘d put myself in Aloysius‘s keeping if I did so.
Aloysius was dangerous. Very dangerous. He‘d had a hundred twenty years to grow in his twistedness, and David was still fresh from his magical slumber. What if he used David‘s ignorance of the modern world against him? David wouldn‘t recognize a taser, or handcuffs, or worse. All it would take was David caught unawares before his evening slumber, and then Aloysius would have him.
Fear shot through me. My mission to kill Aloysius was a danger to David.
I looked back at David again, so beautiful as he lay sprawled in the bed. His muscles gleamed in the moonlight and I remembered my hands skimming over his skin, exploring his beauty. How it had felt to be in his arms.
I could keep him safe. I could be unselfish and leave him here. Here at his side, with my angry eyes and my urgent kisses, I made his decisions for him. David was no cruel, heartless 82
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creature to abandon me like I‘d thought. He‘d care for me because it was his duty. He‘d try to kill Aloysius to save me, even if it ended his own life.
But I could act and save him, myself.
I sat down, clutching the phone close, and lit the candle on the desk. Once it was lit, I began to write a letter to David.
David,
It was wrong of me to ask you to help me kill Aloysius. I’ve gone to him and will take care of it on my own. Don’t follow me.
Olivia
I frowned at the paper, then balled it up and tossed it into wastebasket, starting over again. That wouldn‘t stop David from racing after me. He‘d think I‘d been coerced, and certainly set out to rescue me. That wasn‘t what I wanted. I started again.
David,
I’ve spoken with Aloysius. It was a misunderstanding. He’s promised not to hurt me, and I’ve gone back to him. He misses me, and I…well, I have feelings for him. Please understand, and don’t follow me. Stay at the monastery. I’ll come and see you again soon.
Olivia
I stared at the note. Obvious lies. Feelings for Aloysius? I had feelings all right, but they weren‘t pleasant ones. The idea of leaving David a note still felt foolish, but maybe I could buy David some time, if he thought I would be returning. Especially if he thought Aloysius wouldn‘t hurt me. I could convince Aloysius to leave the city before then, and David would be safe.
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I liked the thought of David being safe, even as I trembled at the thought of putting myself in Aloysius‘s clutches again. Perhaps I could defuse his anger somehow. Make it so my punishments were…less severe.
Who was
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