Cristina's POV
It was 4:30 and I was getting ready for my date. I was, like, the only one in the apartment, which gave me the privacy I needed to fine the most adorbs outfit without anyone disturbing me. After 20 minutes of searching, I had found the perfect outfit. I walked out the door wearing a black halter top dress that around my chest with a V-neck front that show my cleavage and frills around the bottom of my skirt, a pair of thigh-high stockings, and a pair of black platform Mary Jane pumps. I wanted to wear something that could turn heads and I wasn't afraid show the girls off, either.
Suddenly, I saw a blue Chevrolet pulled up at the driveway. Stepping out was a good-looking man with slick-back hair and pale skin, dressed in a checkered suit and brown dress shoes.
"Aren't you a little too dressed for our first date?" Roger mused with a smile. I chuckled in response while walking up to him.
"What? Can't a girl show off?" I mused. I gave a little twirl to emphasize while flashing a wide grin.
I embraced him, wrapping my arms around him as he held me in return. He was, like, super strong, feeling his toned muscles through his coat as he held me tight. From there, I could smell the sent of a werewolf on him, having noticed it since class and taking into account of how strong it was.
After we broke it off, I stood back and said in a quizzical manner, "So, are we going to eat or not?" I held my hands behind my back at the end.
We got into the car and drove to Haven's popular steakhouse, the Valhalla Beef Palace, where we sat at the last table on the right side of the building. Like the exterior, the interior had very Viking atmosphere with shields and spears hanging on the wall while twenty tables were set up across the floor.
We both ordered the "Fenrir Sirloin", which was very big and, like, cooked rare to the point where you can still taste the cow's blood.
"This is so yummy!" I sighed as I took a bite.
Roger chuckled before taking a bite. He replied with a charming smile, "I'm glad you like it. Not many restaurants cater to carnivorous races like us werewolves." Well, he wasn't wrong. Although there are restaurants in Haven that cater to both vegetarians and people that eat both, there were few restaurants for meat-eaters.
"So, tell me about yourself? Why did you come to Haven?" he asked.
I told him about where I came from and about why I came to Haven. I told him about my dreams of becoming a fashion designer, but I was starting to feel like his attention was focused somewhere around my chest. Luckily, I got his attention when I mentioned my roommates.
"Wait. You're living with a human man and a vampire woman," he said in surprise. He had a shocked expression on his face as he stared at me.
"I know, its totes weird, but we get along really good," I stated with a smile. Placing a finger on my chin as I started thinking. I continued in recollection, "Then again, I'm not sure if Ryu's human because even though he smells human, he could do things a normal human couldn't like make a deep footprint in the floorboards or accidentally smashing the granite counter with ease."
I saw Roger lean back with a droplet of sweat forming on his temple. He shook and questioned with a timid smile and a stutter, "I-is that all? T-there isn't anything going on besides that? Nothing intimate and a-all, right?"
My face immediately turned red as I denounced while waving my hands in a panic, "N-no! It's nothing like that! That would be totes crae! We're all just friends who happen to live together! Besides, those two pay half of the rent, which I wouldn't be able to do!"
Afterwards, we both laughed, feeling the awkwardness in the atmosphere fading away. Once dinner was over, Roger brought me back to the car and drove me home. I looked at my smartphone and saw that it was almost 7:00PM, but that didn't bother me for it was by far the best dates I ever had, compared to my past ones. However, I was going to learn not all stories have a happy ending.
Stepping out of the car, I walked over to Roger and wrapped my arms around him, lifting my leg up as I kissed him goodbye.
"Tonight was the best date ever. I can't, like, wait to have another one just like this," I remarked with a hopeful smile.
Then I felt him pull me in and deepened my kiss, feeling his tongue penetrate my lips and embrace my tongue. Before I was engulfed by the pleasure, I managed to get enough willpower to push back in resistance.
"Roger, stop! This is our first date! I'm not ready to take it to that level!" my face grimaced, but it soon faded into a terrified look as I saw the lust in Roger's eyes.
Grabbing me by the arms, he pushed me against the hood of his car. He licked his lips like a predator as he rubbed his groin between my legs. He berated, "I had spent two hours listening to your mindless dribble, which means you owe me something!" my face contorted in fear as he changed, becoming larger than my form with his clothes tearing into shreds and his body growing grayish-brown fur everywhere. I looked down as I gasped at the size of his rod. He was hung like a dog with a penis the size of a horse that was dripping with pre-cum.
I tried to shake him away and fight back, but I was too intimidated to change into my true form for he was too strong. He added perversely as he licked my face, "come on, baby. You know you want it, don't you? With that banging body of yours, I can't imagine how many dicks you had rammed into you." I wanted to scream for help, but I was too scared to do so.
All I could do now was pray: Please, lord in heaven! Save me from this perverted beast and I will never ignore you again! Suddenly, I watch in awe as something struck Roger in the face, sending him flying into the air about, like, probably 20 feet away. My jaw dropped as I turned to see Ryu extending his fist out and watched him breathing heavily with his brows furrowed in anger. Walking over, he helped me off the car, but I quickly collapsed to the ground while feeling tears leak from eyes, wrapping my arms around my legs as I buried my face against my knees.
I looked up at Ryu with dread, feeling my mascara running down my face. I said to him weakly, "Thank you."
He reached down and helped me up, bringing up stairs with my arm over his shoulders while comforting me with sweet words. We treaded through the apartment front door. Jessica walked towards us with a worried expression on her face and a towel around her body.
"By the goddess, Cristina. Are you okay?" she asked.
"She's going to be alright. I was able to deck the bastard before he could do anything to her." Ryu placed me gently on the couch. I couldn't stop holding my body as I felt violated and used.
"How did you do that?" Jessica inquired.
"Do what?"
"You just sent a supposedly 12-foot tall werewolf flying into the air with just one punch like it was nothing. Not just that, but you managed to shatter the granite table with a werewolf's body, shake the entire apartment building while creating a deep footprint, and don't pretend I don't know about the broken alarm clocks because I've seen them in the trash bin. How can a normal human do that without shattering your bones, or suffering from limb laceration?"
"Jessica, I would like to tell you and Cristina the truth. I really do, but I can't at the moment." I directed my attention to the crying werewolf girl lying on the couch, which caused the vampire girl to frown. Jessica nodded and left the room in an ambled manner and into her own room.
While Jessica left to go get dressed, Ryu stayed by my side until I felt better. It took two hours, but I was able to pull myself off the couch and sit up straight.
I turned to see Ryu smiling at me.
"Hey, Cristina. How are you feeling?" He placed a comforting hand on my shoulder, albeit hesitant after I flinched a little. However, the sensation of his touch surged through my nerves, making me feel safe as I rubbed my hands together.
I gathered the strength to respond, replying in a timid tone, "I-I'm fine. Thank you, Ryu." I placed both hands over my eyes, trailing them and smearing my make-up all over my face.
I muttered as quiet as possible, "I can't believe I let this happened again!"
This made Ryu confused as he arched a brow. He asked, "What do you mean by 'again'?" I didn't mean for him to hear me. I guess he has really good hearing.
Letting out a sigh, I answered his question. I said, "This isn't the first time my dates have went, like, bad. Although this was the first time mine went this crae, but there have been bad ones." Then I started listing them all, saying, "There was that one time I dated a cheapskate werecat who didn't pay on our date, leaving me completely penniless. Then there was that time I dated a perverted satyr who was obsessed with my butt and would get a public erection every time he stared at it, but didn't do anything else unlike Roger. Then there was that time I was in a relationship with a totes gorgeous guy, only to discover I was just a beard for him and his boyfriend."
All that remembrance made feel even worse. Hanging my arms and head down in sorrow before looking back at Ryu, asking him, "Why are all guys such creeps?"
Just then, I tensed up in surprise as I saw Ryu pulling me in a tight embrace, patting my back in closure as I responded by hugging him back.
Pulling back, he gave me the most sincere stare. Then he assured with a somber expression, "Cristina, not all guys are bad. Sure, some guys are bad, but there are still some good guys out there. You just haven't found the right one yet and I'm sure that if you look harder, then you'll probably find him." the way he smiled at the end made my face lit up.
