Blood, Lust and Handsome Liars

Chapter 3

Victoria woke up the next morning with Alistair snoring beside her. She smiled and kissed him softly, in which he woke up enough to kiss her back. She looked over to her door and noticed that Alistair had locked it so no one would intrude them for the time being, she was glad he did when there was a soft tug on the door and a male's voice on the other side.

"Victoria? It's me Troy, can we talk about yesterday?" Victoria remained quiet and she heard a sigh as footsteps began to fade away. Alistair pulled her close and kissed her neck the lack of biting indicated he only wanted to show his affection. She accepted it happily and even returned it by rolling over to face him and sharing a long and deep kiss with him. She was happy here in this little bubble of theirs but she knew it would never last. Alistair got up and began to get dressed; his shirt tossed into her laundry pile since her cum that was on it was her fault. She frowned when he unlocked the door and turned the handle.

"Do you have to go?" Victoria asked him, sadness was accented in her voice as she reached a hand out to hold his. He just smiled at her and kissed her forehead.

"I have to go and shower then do some errands. Besides I don't want anyone to find out about us. Remember what happened last time?" Victoria cringed at the endless amounts of torture he was put through because of their secret relationship and its discovery, and now that Troy was here it made everything even harder. She nodded and laid back down in the bed and pulled the blanket over her and going back to sleep. In the hallway Alistair walked toward his room and he passed Troy in his travels, a sense of hostility in the air between them. Troy looked over Alistair and saw dried patches of blood where Victoria had bitten him and became angry.

"Stay away from Victoria, her father had promised her to me. Not you." Troy's hands balled into tight fists and Alistair's face turned into a scowl.

"Look here Montgomery. You don't belong here, and Victoria will never love you because she already loves me. So pack your bags and leave because you and I both know that she will never just forget about the love that she has for me." Alistair began to walk away and Troy muttered under his breath. Alistair turned back around, now ready for a fight.

"What did you say?" Troy looked at him with a sly smile and said it out loud, now thankful that Alistair was stupid enough to ask.

"As you leave her life, you leave behind her pain. As you turn to dust, so does all her pain. As you leave her in your past, you leave with her, her sorrow. You burn thy name Victoria so shall it be, cast out of your memory. Her memory erased from your mind, no longer held by the constraints of time. I accept this made manifest, so shall it be." Troy's hand begins to glow a faint purple and he presses it to Alistair's head before he could stop him. Alistair felt Victoria slipping from his grasp and he fell to his knees, Troy already walking off toward Victoria's room to complete his plan.

Victoria felt breathing on the back of her neck and she opened her eyes and turned around to see that Troy had climbed in next to her and fallen asleep with her, she looked over at the time and noticed she had slept all day. She frowned and Troy stirred softly, holding her closer to him for comfort as he began to dream. His body was soft and slightly tensed against her bare skin, and the feeling of him in her bed filled her with pride. Not realising what she was doing, she leaned down and kissed him softly on the lips before pressing her breasts against him. His member began to harden and she smiled at the effect that she had on him. He opened his eyes and began to kiss her hard and wildly, Victoria tried to push him away but he continued as his strength overpowered her easily. She bit him hard with the intent to hurt him and he growled and slapped her hard enough for her to fall off of the bed. She clutched her face and cried softly as Troy sat on the bed and panted seeming to not have realised what he had done. When her crying caught his attention he crawled over to her and tried to console her, telling her that he was sorry and he didn't know what he was doing. She scurried away from him and ran for Alistair's room, crying and sobbing in his arms as she explained what happened. Now knowing how to feel he just stood there frozen and staring at her with a blank expression, everything that she had told him not quite processing.