Hidden Secrets (An AHS: Hotel/Tristan Duffy Fan-Fiction)

Chapter Eleven: Pain and Rage

"Why would you turn me?!" I looked at Tristan like he was insane.
"I couldn't let you die." He tried to explain. "I couldn't just let you go."

I sat on the bed and thought about the things that had occurred just in the past minute. I was accepting my fate and then I was waking up to a new life. This wasn't something I was prepared for. I was suppose to be dead. Tristan had wanted me dead before. What changed?

"Wait..." I looked into Tristan's eyes and felt my emotions start to resurface. "You told Mr. March to kill me. You heard me screaming for you, begging you to save me. You left me to die."
"I know... I'm sorry, Alexa." he apologized. "You have to try and understand that I know I was wrong, but I thought you were trying to leave me. Mr. March told me that you admitted that everything we had was a lie and that it was all apart of your plan to escape."
"Tristan, you know I'd never do that to you." I stood up and grabbed his hand. "You could feel that what we had was real. How could you ever believe his word over mine?"
"Because I'm insecure when it comes to you. You're perfect and you never ask anything of me, and I literally cut into your skin over and over each day just so I can feed off of you and be stronger." he lowered his head in shame. "I'm no good for you. I think he could tell I felt this way... he knew I was insecure and dumb enough to believe him."
"You are perfect to me, Tristan." I took his face in my hands. "And you're not dumb. You just care about me, and the thought of losing me was your greatest fear... he seen that and he took advantage of it. He made sure that he would have your loyalty while also getting to destroy me like he wanted to when I first came here."
"How do you not hate me for what I've done to you?" I could tell he was fighting back tears. "I brought you here, made you my prisoner, hurt you, and left you to die. Then I turned you into something I know you never wanted to be. How could you ever forgive me?"
"Because I love you and I could never hate you." I smiled. "And no matter what you've done, I'll always forgive you."

He gently leaned in and kissed me and then held onto me for a minute, like he was thankful that he was able to save me and that I didn't die because of his mistakes. Maybe I was the dumb one for forgiving him, but I knew he meant well. His emotions were fragile and he didn't know what to do. I knew he didn't mean what he had done, because we were very much alike. 

After we were through talking, we started to talk about how we would make sure I was able to feed. Before we got too in depth in the conversation, we began to hear voices coming from outside in the hall. Tristan's face went pale.

"You have to hide." he pushed me towards the closet.
"Why? What's wrong?" I asked.
"That voice... I'd know it from anywhere." he explained with wide eyes. "It's the Countess. If she comes in here and sees you, she'll kill you."

I quickly got into the closet and Tristan shut the door just as there was a knock on the door. I heard Tristan answer the door and then I heard her. For the first time, I was hearing the voice of the person I had resented for some time now. I could feel my rage growing. I wanted to jump out of that closet and slit the Countess' throat so we could end this secrecy once and for all, but I knew she was stronger than me and that I wouldn't stand a chance.

"Hello, love." she spoke to Tristan in a soft voice. "I wanted to talk to you about something that has been bothering me for awhile now."
"Okay, sure. We can go up to the bar or something if you'd like." he tried getting her away from the room. 
"No, I'd like to talk here, if that's okay with you." she replied.
"Oh, alright. That's fine. Come on in, just excuse the mess." he responded with slight discomfort in his voice.