“If one day the moon calls you by your name don’t be surprised, because every night I tell her about you.” —Shahrazad al-Khalij

  Antonio

  When Jane walked in she had been floored by my surprise and I could tell she loved and her gaze landed on the candles and the various tulips in different colors as I led her into the room and kneeled before her she went from dazzled to sad and Pensive and I felt the floor open up under me she was going to say no but why. She looked down at the floor.

  “I need to tell you something” she said in a voice so low he almost hadn’t heard her.

  “Okay talk to me” I urged her feeling a twinge of hope, she wasn’t saying no.

  “A month after you left I went to a party I got really drunk and I was miserable and sad” she clasped her hands in front of her he almost told her to stop he didn’t want to know she had slept with someone else he couldn’t see any other way this story could go.

  “ I went upstairs to one of the bedrooms to sober up some so I could leave, when a man came into the room I couldn’t really see because it was so dark but I tried to get up to leave and h-he shut the door and locked it” her voice had gone slightly horse her hand went to her throat he felt a cold pricking feeling on the back of his neck.

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  “ I tried to move past him and he grabbed me and he hit me, and held me down” she began to cry tears rolled down her cheeks but she made no sound she met his gaze

  “He raped me” no, no, no! She had not just said that he hadn’t heard that the world was spinning, it was red and it was spinning he hadn’t realized he flipped the table over until he heard Jane scream he focused on her she stared at him hesitantly her eyes wide and unsure and his rage turned on her.

  “HOW COULD YOU NOT TELL ME!” I shouted he couldn’t believe she hadn’t told home this Jesus Christ! He began to pace he was loosing it he turned on his heel and went to there bedroom and slammed the door shut.

  “FUCK!” he punched the wall he dropped onto the bed and let his head drop forward into his hands he couldn’t think he was a raw nerve, the sound of the front door opening reached his ears he was up and out the room in a heartbeat he looked around Jane was gone he ran into the hallway she just left she wouldn’t be able to get far he really fucked up again. He paused that was odd he couldn’t smell her or even hear her footsteps or heartbeat what was going on he froze she had to have used a spell to cloak herself completely. He pulled his phone out his pocket and dialed Aiden.

  “Hello miss me already?” he joked as soon as he answered it ran a hand over my face. “Antonio?” the joking tone gone.

  “ I fucked up I need your help” he said sinking down on the floor in front of his apartment door.