Swimming With Fangs

Chapter 45

Angel Haze~ Battle Cry, ft. Sia

Again, seriously sorry for the delay of chapters. I promise my timetable will be mainly on my book now, promise, pinky promise. <3 :*

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Brooklyn~ 

It's been a month, and me and Tristan are great... we still haven't really 'slept' together yet, as he's so concentrated to keep my from the hurt... but seriously? That's a thing that needs to go! If I ever can bring it up to him... 

"Your wondering again..." Tristan murmurs, pulling me to his chest under the sheets... fully dressed other than a naked chest... might I add. 

"Doesn't everyone do in the morning?" I shift and put my head on his chest... 

Suddenly I feel him go tense and I look up at him and he sits up, I frown and sit up as well, touching his back... 

"Tristan? Are you alright?" 

He takes a deep breath and puts on a shirt. "I need to go out." 

"But... you cant can you? I mean.." 

"The ring works, I really have to go. I'll see you soon." 

"Feed from me." I say suddenly... I don't know where it came from. But right now, I knew he needed to feed, he didn't often because he's so 'old' but. I cared for him that much I'd do it for him.. only him. 

"Don't do that Brooklyn." He says, putting on his coat and shakes his head at me. 

"The last thing on my mind is you hurting me Tristan." I follow him out of the room. "You need to feed, and I'm a option." 

"Not true." He says, angry now. "I need a lot more than a few sips to last a long while Brooklyn, I said no. And it's the end of it." He steps out then.

I sigh and think to myself, maybe if I just follow him? No, your crazy Brook... don't even think about it. 

"I'd do the same thing." 

I scream and turn around to see a older guy standing by the window, I'd left it open... 

"What the!?" I scream out, rushing away from him... but that's no good, because he appears in front of me again... I widen my eyes with fear... a vampire!? 

"Yeah, one and the only vampire you've been looking for." He nods. 

I gasp to myself... I then look up at the man. "Your... Tristan's father?" 

"Well done, you get a treat." He says, rolling his eyes. "Why are you looking for me human?" 

"The real question is why you haven't visited you son.." I say bravely. 

He frowns. "What are you talking about? Tristan's dead... how do you know I had a son!?" He roars. 

I step back, fear clouding my judgement. "You're nuts! I'm Tristan's girlfriend, so I know he's alive." 

"You're toying with me." He narrows his eyes. 

"Why would I bother? How'd I know about you if Tristan wasn't alive? And who the fuck told you he'd died?!" 

He pauses and looks around the apartments, and starts walking around, and his face softens... I've got him. 

"I... I thought he'd died... my wife..." He suddenly frowns. "My wife said he'd died..." 

"Well, he's very much alive Sir... and I know he misses you, as you haven't visited him... I thought you didn't want to." 

He looks at me softly. "You are his girlfriend..?"