"What? We can't be friends?" she asked.
"No way! I don't want to be friends! I love you & you broke my heart!"
Christa frowned. "Look, I didn't say I don't love you. I do! I just needed some space!"
Lestat yelled before turning his back on her, "Then you HAVE it! Go away!"
Lestat stormed into the house & stopped short at the pandemonium.
Christa walked up next to him and reached out to hug him. "I'm so sorry, Lestat..."
Lestat jerked away from her. "Don't! I don't need you! I don't need anyone!" Turning, he ran to his room and slammed the door.
She'd been his whole life for so long... what did he have to live for now?
"Get out of here, pipsqueak! Go bother Quinten!" Lestat grumbled without any heat. To his study partner, he explained, "Sorry, that's my niece. She's hit an annoying age..."
Quinten rolled his eyes. "Go bug Lestat!" he called out. Geez, can't a guy get some space? he wondered.
Long after the clock chimed at midnight, Gary swirled his Countess around the room to celebrate their marriage. "I just want it official," he'd told her. And he wanted to make sure there wasn't any way he could be cut out of the inheritances...