The Patron Saint of Monsters

Chapter Eight Part Two

Oleander and Trent were on the couch watching television. They were watching old episodes of Oleander’s favorite program, Fear Night, while eating overly buttered and salted popcorn and splitting a bottle of wine that she had brought up from the cellar. Her parents were at some academia function and had assured her they would not return until late the next morning. When their night had started the popcorn bowl and the bottle had been between them, but now four and a half episodes later they were both laying on the couch, Trent holding Oleander and Oleander holding the food and the alcohol.

“I wish that we were drinking blood.” She mumbled as she watched Leon attack his latest hookup.

“We could find some blood if you truly wanted to experiment with vampirism.” Trent reassured her.

She laughed because that was a weird offer, sweet but also strange. “Normal people don’t tell people that they would help them find blood to drink.” she told him.

“I’m not a person.” He reminded her with a wicked smirk.

Oleander in her drunken haze could not figure out what the appropriate response was, she thought that it was probably something along the lines of “Yes, you are.” but she knew that he really wasn’t a person. She wasn’t sure what he was or what to say so she just went with the truth, “It doesn’t matter. You’re Trent.”  

His smirk morphed into a sweeter more sincere smile and he pressed his lips to the top of her head and mumbled “mwen renmen” against her hair.

“What’s that?” She asked quietly.

“It means my love.” He clarified.

She rolled over to smile at him and then she furrowed her brow, “How do you know that language?”

“Growing up I had a haitian nanny.” Trent told her.

“They had nannies in the nineties?” She asked.

“By the time it was the nineties I was no longer considered a child.” Trent explained to her.

“That’s so weird.” She whispered.

“I would assume that this entire thing is weird.” He joked.

She giggled.

“Is it weird if I kiss you?” She asked.