Clara Needs Alyssa's Blood.

Tristan got to his room and took a deep breath. He practically lost his mind because of Alyssa's screams.

Why would she react that way? I thought we both enjoyed ourselves last night and that makes us settle our rift.

He was unsure of how to handle the situation at hand.

*. *. *

Tristan just got out of the bathroom when I dashed into his room without knocking.

Before he could react, I hit him hard on his face. "How dare you, Tristan? How dare you? How could you take advantage of a drunk woman? I have always known you as a beast but I never thought you were capable of doing this to a weak woman," I yelled, spewing sore words.

He opened his mouth to talk but I beat him to that, "Can you just shut it? I will do the talking and you shall do the listening. I don't know what happened and I don't know how it transpired, I just want you to know that you are not just a beast to me but a shameless rapist,"

Saying this, I rolled my eyes, hissed, and turned to leave.

Nevertheless, I didn't see