Blood demons

Chapter 17

I couldn't help but upload ^_^ so here it is....chapter 17 :)

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Blurry eyed I looked up to see Seth crouching down beside me trying to say something. But the words didn't come out because they were silenced by the roar of Tristan in the background. I couldn't believe any of it. I didn't want to believe it. When the screeching stopped I tried to look around and see if I could spot what was going on but Seth wouldn't let me. He grabbed my hand and said something again. This time I could hear it very clearly.

"Chloe, Chloe...you have to listen to me. This isn't his fault. Look, Chloe." I was trying to look away from him but he kept pulling my head round to look at his face as tears kept crawling down my face. "Look we need to get out of here. It's too dangerous. Everybody just needs space and time to calm down. We have to get away from here...and Tristan needs time to recover. Everything will be ok if you just trust me." "How?" I cried "How can I trust you? How can I trust anyone again? Tristan had no reason to lie to me. I would of accepted him if he had just told me in the first place. None of this needed to happen!"

I stopped dead in my tracks. How could I say something like that to Seth? He was only trying to help me. I...I was being so selfish. What was I thinking...What was happening to me? Why am I acting like this? Seth pulled me up and dragged me away. I glimpsed round and the last that I saw of Tristan was him scratching up the well cut grass, and the look of sorrow in his eyes...

Seth yanked me round the corner and sat me down on a bench. It was hard to breathe in between the sobs but after a few minutes I had calmed down. Luckily the neighbourhood was practically deserted and so none of this caused a commotion, at least not to them, anyway.

We all sat there in silence for a few minutes while we tried to collect our thoughts. So, Tristan was really a...monster thing? Now that I think about It I can completely understand why he wouldn't want to tell anything. I will still mad that he didn't trust me enough...but still...I think I forgive him...I hope I forgive him.

Suddenly Tristan appeared from no-where. He was just beginning to put his top back on and I would be lying if I said it wasn't hot. However I'm not sure that Seth thought the same thing. "What are you doing here? You may be all fully back to your jolly old self but how do you think Chloe feels, she's just had an incredible shock." But as Seth was moaning on about him, Tristan just smiled at me and came closer, pulling his top over his head.

I'm not sure why I was so happy...I'm not sure why Tristan was so happy. Yet something had defiantly changed in the atmosphere and I felt so much better inside. He came and sat beside me and Seth shut up. His smile turned to a frown as he tried to discover the words to say. "I...I'm so sorry." He paused "For everything...all the lies that didn't need to be told. All the secrets that did need to be told. I just, couldn't tell you, I couldn't bring myself to day anything. I know how selfish that was and, I'm sorry." He sunk his head but I just smiled and replied " Look. I'm the one who should be sorry, to you as well, Seth." I said turning to him " I know you were hiding it for a good reason and I didn't mean to act so stupid about it, plus the fact that I wasn't even meant to see any of this anyway." I stopped and Tristan turned to me with a smile. "Well, now that we've began to tell the truth It may as well all come out."

He began his story and we all gathered round to listen.

"Well, It all began when I was born. From the moment I set foot on this earth I was cursed with turning into that, thing. When I was little I was weak and could barley transform but as I got older and stronger, at the age of seven, I transformed. My parents had tried to accept me for who I was...but how could anyone accept a disgusting creature like that. So...when I was only a small, seven year old, I ended up killing my father. My mother would be dead too but she was out that night. When she came back can you not imagine the look of horror on her face, her dead husband lying on the floor."

"From that day onwards she didn't even want to look at me and so she took me out of the house and threw me out on the streets. She hated me and had rejected me...so I was left alone."

"Well, eventually some people found me and took me into a foster home. Yet whist I was out on the streets, I managed to control my...Monster....and nothing happened for a few years. I didn't go out of that home and I hated it there. I needed to be free and so escaped. That was only two years ago. I was thirteen then. But those weren't even my most recent problems."

"When you and I first met...By your school lockers, I was in that form because I was being chased by the gang that Seth...urm, ate. They were out to kill me because I had accidentally killed a member of their gang. They chased me, I met you and then, you met me for the first time. I said I was a demon, I mean human, didn't I? And I'm sorry I lied about that too."

"So we carried on our quest and everything was normal...until Maggie. When we first met her and she said that there were there were three other Demons in the room. She could somehow detect that I was a Demon. Yet once she knew what type of Demon I was...she knew she had to get rid of me, but very subtly." He paused "Oh and don't worry, I think when she said were a Demon, she really had got it wrong...I think."

"Well, I think that when she went to get some tea, she actually went upstairs to plant the 'Burglar alarm' in the wardrobe and so when I got up there she silenced me and managed to plunge me into a vortex so I wouldn't be any trouble."

"And Asketel saved me and then all of this happens. You see the reason you were really, really upset was because when I turn into...my other form, well, It makes everyone's emotions go haywire. It usually fills people with hate or disgust but can sometimes make people feel sad or desperate. Either way there never pleasant emotions, so that's why it was quite a frantic moment back there." He stopped.

He had said all that he needed to say and told nothing but the truth. Yet we all just sat there in complete silence...reflecting the sad life that Tristan was cursed with.