"Your mute" he said shocked. She didn't answer, no she couldn't. She put
her head down and added nothing more. (So what?) She asked quietly (So
what?).
Chapter 7
The mind link amazed her. For once she could talk to someone. Actually converse with them and respond and ask questions like a normal person could, and it was wonderful. She wondered if it was just him she could talk to. For those few minutes in the car she "talked" to Tristian she felt normal. She forgot she was mute.until Tristian pointed it out and reminded her of it once more. Like it was her fault. Huddled in the corner of the passenger seat her eyes grew moist and she closed then for the fear of crying in front of him terrified her. She would not let him see her as weak and pathetic.
"I don't think your weak. I think you're impressive. Never being able to talk yet here you are carrying and having a perfectly normal conversation with me. I'd say you were pretty amazing," he told her without taking his eyes of the road.
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She was close to crying he could tell, but he didn't want her too. Without thinking he blurted words out, not realizing till it was too late. Luckily she didn't push it any farther just mumbled a small mental thank-you from her head. Feeling incredibly uncomfortable he closed his mouth and vowed not to talk anymore unless it was absolutely necessary.
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(Are we driving all the way over there?) She asked him. "Yes.No. We'll take a charter plane near the next city. We'll be there by lunch time tomorrow," he replied. The ride had been silent since he had insulted her, but he felt that she was over it. She had closed her eyes and soon he felt she was asleep. He released a sigh of relief. He didn't know how to handle the situation. At times he felt incredibly irritated at her, but then she'd say something or do something and he was another person. He wanted to hate her, but that hate was fading away quickly. "Damn Woman," he cursed. He'd noticed earlier that she looked so innocent and fragile when she was asleep, even when she was awake she still carried those traits. Something inside him wanted to protect her constantly, never letting her out of his sight. That something felt soft towards her. Gripping the steering wheel harder, he felt him involuntarily shake. He hadn't felt frustrated in a long time, so all this was new. He wanted her to be safe, to protect here, yet every instinct in his head yelled for him to get rid of her. So far his plan was working, but mentally it was ruining him.
"Charli wake up. Hey we're here," he whispered in her ear, careful not to touch her as he poked her with a pen. Her eyes popped open and she stared at him confusedly for a moment. She yawned and stretched out a bit. They arrived a little before 8 that night. Not wanting to disturb her, he paid for their fares and pulled up in the nearest restaurant, and fed on the first human he saw. (Where's the plane?) She asked sleepily. "Well I thought you'd be hungry so." (Umm food. Yes. Hungry. Tummy.) She relied nodding her head. Stepping out of the car she shivered a little. "Here," he said as he offered his coat. She threw him a grateful glance as they walked towards the entrance. Just then a pack of motorcyclist pulled up near them. A few whistles and catcalls were made. Charli turned red and hurried in. "So what would you like to order tonight?" the waitress asked when Charli and Tristian were seated. "Uh," Tristian said ", I'll have a rare steak and a bottled water and she'll have uh." he looked at her for a second. (A double plain cheeseburger with tomatoes and fries with water too) "A double plain cheeseburger with tomatoes and fries with water too." "Umm is that all?" the waitress asked thoroughly confused. Tristian nodded.
When she left he pointedly asked Charli "Why tomatoes? That's nasty." (Why blood? That's so nasty) she relied back. Ouch. Okay he deserved that. Both looked everywhere except at each other. Most of the time Charli was looking down at her lap while Christian' glance landed everywhere but on her. When they're food came they didn't converse, but just ate, still not meeting each other's glance. She waited patiently while he finished his steak and got up to go. Outside he noticed the motorcyclist were gone and decided it was safe for a few minutes. "Wait here I need to go to the bathroom," he told her.
He'd been gone for less than a minute when the motorcyclist pulled up once more this time surrounding her. "Well would you look at that? A beautiful woman by herself!" the leader of the pack exclaimed as he got off his bike and strolled towards her. She backed up slowly. Where was Tristian? "Come here baby I'll protect you!" another one laughed as he started advancing on her as well. "Ohh does the cat got her pretty little tongue?" another teased. Oh my god. Oh my god. TRISTIAN!
He barely finished washing his hands when he felt a shrill run down his spine and a terrified voice yell his name. Charli! Without another thought he flung himself out the door and ran towards the entrance. The motorcyclists were back. There were 5 of them, one who was already holding Charli tight against his chest. Charli was too weak and her attempted hits at him met with complete failure. The other one grabbed both her arms and pinned it around her back. Rage and Anger fueled him at that moment as he made his way to the bikers. He reached them in no time and dropped two of them before they even noticed him. The big one got off his bike, growled, and ran at him. Grabbing his head Tristian flicked it and broke the neck. The other two holding Charli became aware of him. "Stop where you are or this little bitch of yours is gonna have it." The knife reflected back at him. Growing impatient Tristian gathered a mind blow and unleashed it on the two, who immediately dropped dead.
Charli was shivering with fright. He felt her body weakening, and reached her in time to catch her. Pale and shocked, Tristian rocked her in his arms. (Its okay Charli. Your fine.) He murmured softly. He could feel her body shaking against his, her breathing coming in short gasps. (Thhey.the.no.) she thought confusedly. How could someone so full of life and curiosity with a complex mind be so easily fractured. The more time he spent with her the less he wanted to leave her. What if Thierry's wasn't such a good idea? It was better to leave her there; he knew that as a fact. He couldn't have her with him distracting him from his main goal. Everything was so complicated. How would you explain something you crave to be with but know you can't? She was sobbing softly against him now. Tapping into her thoughts he saw not the motorcyclist but a woman. WHAT? Wasn't she crying because of the bikers? Confused he entered once more to find that memory gone replaced by the bikers. What had just happened there?
"Come one Charli they're gone. Lets get out of here before our plane leaves us," he murmured gently in her ear. She stood up shakily and leaned on him for support as they walked towards the car. She buried her head in his chest not wanting to look at the motionless bodies lying around. Then as if to calm herself she started humming.
*************************** Kay I'm still working on my plot but don't worry I'll update soon! Thanks for reading. But I must ask. Is anyone out there that's reading my story and liking it? Besides the very talented adamingirl! Thanks SO much!!
Chapter 7
The mind link amazed her. For once she could talk to someone. Actually converse with them and respond and ask questions like a normal person could, and it was wonderful. She wondered if it was just him she could talk to. For those few minutes in the car she "talked" to Tristian she felt normal. She forgot she was mute.until Tristian pointed it out and reminded her of it once more. Like it was her fault. Huddled in the corner of the passenger seat her eyes grew moist and she closed then for the fear of crying in front of him terrified her. She would not let him see her as weak and pathetic.
"I don't think your weak. I think you're impressive. Never being able to talk yet here you are carrying and having a perfectly normal conversation with me. I'd say you were pretty amazing," he told her without taking his eyes of the road.
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She was close to crying he could tell, but he didn't want her too. Without thinking he blurted words out, not realizing till it was too late. Luckily she didn't push it any farther just mumbled a small mental thank-you from her head. Feeling incredibly uncomfortable he closed his mouth and vowed not to talk anymore unless it was absolutely necessary.
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(Are we driving all the way over there?) She asked him. "Yes.No. We'll take a charter plane near the next city. We'll be there by lunch time tomorrow," he replied. The ride had been silent since he had insulted her, but he felt that she was over it. She had closed her eyes and soon he felt she was asleep. He released a sigh of relief. He didn't know how to handle the situation. At times he felt incredibly irritated at her, but then she'd say something or do something and he was another person. He wanted to hate her, but that hate was fading away quickly. "Damn Woman," he cursed. He'd noticed earlier that she looked so innocent and fragile when she was asleep, even when she was awake she still carried those traits. Something inside him wanted to protect her constantly, never letting her out of his sight. That something felt soft towards her. Gripping the steering wheel harder, he felt him involuntarily shake. He hadn't felt frustrated in a long time, so all this was new. He wanted her to be safe, to protect here, yet every instinct in his head yelled for him to get rid of her. So far his plan was working, but mentally it was ruining him.
"Charli wake up. Hey we're here," he whispered in her ear, careful not to touch her as he poked her with a pen. Her eyes popped open and she stared at him confusedly for a moment. She yawned and stretched out a bit. They arrived a little before 8 that night. Not wanting to disturb her, he paid for their fares and pulled up in the nearest restaurant, and fed on the first human he saw. (Where's the plane?) She asked sleepily. "Well I thought you'd be hungry so." (Umm food. Yes. Hungry. Tummy.) She relied nodding her head. Stepping out of the car she shivered a little. "Here," he said as he offered his coat. She threw him a grateful glance as they walked towards the entrance. Just then a pack of motorcyclist pulled up near them. A few whistles and catcalls were made. Charli turned red and hurried in. "So what would you like to order tonight?" the waitress asked when Charli and Tristian were seated. "Uh," Tristian said ", I'll have a rare steak and a bottled water and she'll have uh." he looked at her for a second. (A double plain cheeseburger with tomatoes and fries with water too) "A double plain cheeseburger with tomatoes and fries with water too." "Umm is that all?" the waitress asked thoroughly confused. Tristian nodded.
When she left he pointedly asked Charli "Why tomatoes? That's nasty." (Why blood? That's so nasty) she relied back. Ouch. Okay he deserved that. Both looked everywhere except at each other. Most of the time Charli was looking down at her lap while Christian' glance landed everywhere but on her. When they're food came they didn't converse, but just ate, still not meeting each other's glance. She waited patiently while he finished his steak and got up to go. Outside he noticed the motorcyclist were gone and decided it was safe for a few minutes. "Wait here I need to go to the bathroom," he told her.
He'd been gone for less than a minute when the motorcyclist pulled up once more this time surrounding her. "Well would you look at that? A beautiful woman by herself!" the leader of the pack exclaimed as he got off his bike and strolled towards her. She backed up slowly. Where was Tristian? "Come here baby I'll protect you!" another one laughed as he started advancing on her as well. "Ohh does the cat got her pretty little tongue?" another teased. Oh my god. Oh my god. TRISTIAN!
He barely finished washing his hands when he felt a shrill run down his spine and a terrified voice yell his name. Charli! Without another thought he flung himself out the door and ran towards the entrance. The motorcyclists were back. There were 5 of them, one who was already holding Charli tight against his chest. Charli was too weak and her attempted hits at him met with complete failure. The other one grabbed both her arms and pinned it around her back. Rage and Anger fueled him at that moment as he made his way to the bikers. He reached them in no time and dropped two of them before they even noticed him. The big one got off his bike, growled, and ran at him. Grabbing his head Tristian flicked it and broke the neck. The other two holding Charli became aware of him. "Stop where you are or this little bitch of yours is gonna have it." The knife reflected back at him. Growing impatient Tristian gathered a mind blow and unleashed it on the two, who immediately dropped dead.
Charli was shivering with fright. He felt her body weakening, and reached her in time to catch her. Pale and shocked, Tristian rocked her in his arms. (Its okay Charli. Your fine.) He murmured softly. He could feel her body shaking against his, her breathing coming in short gasps. (Thhey.the.no.) she thought confusedly. How could someone so full of life and curiosity with a complex mind be so easily fractured. The more time he spent with her the less he wanted to leave her. What if Thierry's wasn't such a good idea? It was better to leave her there; he knew that as a fact. He couldn't have her with him distracting him from his main goal. Everything was so complicated. How would you explain something you crave to be with but know you can't? She was sobbing softly against him now. Tapping into her thoughts he saw not the motorcyclist but a woman. WHAT? Wasn't she crying because of the bikers? Confused he entered once more to find that memory gone replaced by the bikers. What had just happened there?
"Come one Charli they're gone. Lets get out of here before our plane leaves us," he murmured gently in her ear. She stood up shakily and leaned on him for support as they walked towards the car. She buried her head in his chest not wanting to look at the motionless bodies lying around. Then as if to calm herself she started humming.
*************************** Kay I'm still working on my plot but don't worry I'll update soon! Thanks for reading. But I must ask. Is anyone out there that's reading my story and liking it? Besides the very talented adamingirl! Thanks SO much!!