Gypsy man

Forgiving

"Alexander Hawkins?" I look up three guys stand over me. The middle one smirks at me.

"Why don't you show me a few tricks." His hand slides down into his pants.

"No." I gag

"Oh you only belong to that man with feather earrings."

"Yes he does." I don't care how he is here I just run to Lulian's side hoping he could protect me.

The middle guy looks pissed. "You wanna fight? There's only two of you and three of us. We win hands down."

"No." Lulian's voice is calm. "It's just the three of you against me. You have no chance of winning."

They laugh at him.

Until a black glowing circle appears around them. A pentagram draws itself in the circle. The circle fills and they fall into the blackness. I hear their screams until the circle disappears.

What just happened. "Are you okay?" He draws me near.

He freezes and his eyes widen. "Are you wearing make up"

"just a bit of eyeliner." He runs a hand through my hair. "It's not messy anymore." He looks a little disappointed.

His hand falls to my neck. "I like it." He whispers. I smile at him and push my body against his. "I'm sorry. I forgive you."

He smiles a grateful smile, before he kisses me full on the mouth.

I taste what I think is alcohol. The train stops, interrupting our kiss.

This is our stop. We make our way through the woods to his caravan.

Lulian lights a candle or two with his back to me. I take off the trench coat. Lulian turns around with a bottle in his hand. He almost drops it.

"You can't do that to me, Alex." His voice is tight. He takes a long swing of whatever alcohol is in the bottle.

No, Lulian. "Is something wrong?" He asks me.

"What's that?" I look the bottle. "Whiskey, want some?" He offers me the bottle. It looks almost empty.

"How much of it did you have." He looks at the bottle and then at me.

"I think it was full this morning." He shrugs as he steps toward me. His eyes are on my body.

"My eyes are up here, Lulian." I start to cry again. I feel awful. Why did I come here.

I don't want to be here anymore. Lulian places the bottle on a shelf next to us and picks me up.

"Please don't cry. Why are you crying?" He puts me down on on his bed. He climbs onto his unmade bed.

"My father drinks, Lulian. And when he's drunk he hits harder." I try to wipe tears away. Lulian pulls me into him.

"I'm sorry Alex." He takes off my shoes then his and throw them to the floor next to the bed. Slowly he pulls the covers over us. "I'm sorry. I won't drink anymore."

"You don't have to..."

"No I have to." He wraps his arms around my waist and pull me toward him. "I love you, Alex."

"I love you too." I whisper. I kiss his alcohol tasting mouth befor fall asleep in his arms.

The next morning I wake up to find that we're spooning. Lulian's hands are on my chest,under Tash's small shirt. "Good morning." His voice is chirpy behind me. I turn to look at him. He kisses me. I kiss him. It feels so right. Within seconds he's on top of me. He pulls off my crop top. I pull off his shirt.

I'm sure you know the rest by now