"As much as i love making you squirm and question why you chose your career, Molloy, my retelling of my passionate night with Miss Lily was actually for a different reason" I say as i watch Rachel place a plate of food in front of the hungry reporter, a few hours after our discussion.
"And here i believed it was just because you didn't like me" he says as he picks up his burger
I smirk as i look down at my own glass of blood that has been placed in front of me "Trust me, some of that is in there as well, but it was actually to explain how i got Lestats ring back" I say "I knew the object was one that he purchased in France and i didn't want him to have to give it up in order to spend the night with a woman just to make Louis jealous."
I paused to take a sip of my drink. I felt the thick substance coat my teeth before i drained it from my mouth.
"However, the ring became a lot more trouble than it was worth." I say as i place my glass down.
Instead of wearing my usual smirk, i sit staring into my glass with a hard expression
"That night... that night Lestat and i did not sleep, not because of love making or swapping funny stories..."
...
I left the Orient room at 3 am.
The second i left the building a distasteful feeling washed over me. I paused outside of the house for a few moments before i carried on walking like nothing had happened.
I knew something was going to happen, i could almost feel it in the air...
The walk to Lestat and my shared home was a short walk from liberty street, chosen by Lestat for that very reason- he wanted to be as close to Louis as he could.
I opened the door at 3:10 and i walked into the living room.
I recognised the blonde mop of hair that was resting against the back of the couch the second i saw it.
Lestat had been waiting for me to get home.
"Bonjour mon amour. Il n'était pas nécessaire de m'attendre... mais je suppose que tu avais une autre raison que ton inquiétude pour moi." I barely got the words out before he spoke
(Hello my love. There was no need to wait up for me... but i assume you had a reason other then your worry for me)
"Did you enjoy yourself?" He asked as he didn't move to stand as i stood behind the couch facing the back of his head.
I raised an eyebrow "Yes... I didn't spend the night alone- i had good company"
I felt no need to lie, no reason to hide that i just came home from another's bed.... Couch... Lestat knew i often spent my nights with others although, i admit, i had never been with one of his own lovers before.
"I felt the lust passing between the two of you all way from Louis house." He said as he faced the fire
"And how was it at Louis house?" I asked as a way to remind him of his own split loyalty
"It was fine... I was distracted by you." He said, blankly, returning the topic to my own affairs, abruptly.
I placed my hands on the back of the couch as i spoke "Well I wouldn't say feeling my lust was a bad thing-"
"I didn't enjoy it!" He raises his voice as he cut me off and sat up.
"The lust you hold for someone else- i will never enjoy that feeling!" He quickly shouted as he turned his body on the couch.
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THE LAST VAMPIRE | Lestat | Interview with the Vampire
FanfictionIf you were the last vampire on earth... it would be enough. Just you and me. Me and you. YOU AND ME! "You, my love, are beauty itself" OR The retailing of Lestats life told by the closest person to the man himself- the only vampire on earth who kn...
