Chapter 5: Chapter 5 home sweet messy home
The elevator dings as they arrive on her floor, the doors opening with a swoosh. "Here we are," she tells Rowan as they walk through the hallway as she leads him to her room. Opening the door, she enters her room, motioning for him to come inside as he steps through the threshold, closing the door behind himself. He looks around a messy room and thinks to himself as his eyes land on a desk cluttered with papers and bottles of beer. In the corner was a book shelf with a television sitting on top. Next to the desk was a large bed with red covers and black sheets laying in a tangled heap. "Sit down while I get changed," she instructed, patting the bed. "And take your shoes off," she added with a smile as she left the room. Rowan looks at me, wondering where to even sit before carefully placing his shoes next to the door.
He goes and sits down on the bed, finding something under the covers. He pulls out a small vibrator and quickly tosses it aside before she comes back. "Much better," she sighed, entering the room in a black tank top and a pair of pajama shorts. "Want some pizza? I'm starving," she asks the teen, who just nodded in agreement. Selena reached for the phone, dialing up a local pizza joint to place the order. "So, uh, when can I go home? I don't want to overstay my welcome," Rowan spoke up. "Well, until Zarek is dead, you are staying with me," she replied matter-of-factly. "Wait, but what about my family?" Rowan questioned nervously, "They are going to be fine, "Selena answered.
"Your family will be protected as well, trust me," she reassured him, placing a gentle hand on his shoulder. Her hand was warm against his skin, her touch soothing to the anxious teen. "Will they learn about everything?" he asked timidly, his voice laced with uncertainty. "No," Selena responded firmly. "You cannot tell anyone about the supernatural world," she warned, her gaze intense as she met his eyes. "The council will handle it," she added as there was a knock at the door.
Selena jumped off the bed with a wink as she went to pay for the food, leaving Rowan to his thoughts as he gazed around her bedroom once again. "This is so weird, I don't know what to do," he muttered, rubbing his face with both hands as his thoughts raced a mile a minute. With a groan, he flopped backwards onto the bed, his back sinking into the soft mattress as he stared up at the ceiling. "Don't get too comfortable; you're not sleeping on my bed," she calls out, walking back with a box of pizza in her hands.She plops down on the bed, opening the lid, letting the steam from the hot cheese fill the room with the smell of deliciousness as her mouth waters. "So what is the council? Are they like the government for your world?" Rowan questioned, his curiosity piqued by the mention of an organization controlling the supernatural realm. "Well, sort of," Selena replied with a shrug. "They handle matters that involve normal humans; basically, I'm a hunter. I kill supernatural beings that prey on the innocent," she explains between bites of her meal. "So can all hunters shapeshift?" he asks after swallowing the bite in his mouth.
"Nope, only shapeshifters can the are a race like werewolves and vampires," she elaborates. "What about warlocks and witches?" Rowan inquires, wanting to know more about this hidden world. "Witches and warlocks are humans that somehow found magic, some dark, some not," she says with a mouthful of pizza. "Dark Warlocks like Zarek," Selena's gaze shifts to Rowan. "Ya like him," she states flatly, her words laced with hostility.
Selena got up to go to the fridge, returning with six packs of beers. "Ah, I'm not old enough to drink." Rowan tries to protest, only to be cut off by Selena's laughter. "Good, these are for me," she laughed while twisting one off and opening it before drinking half the bottle with one sip. "If we are going to be playing 20 questions, I need something to take the edge off," she explained, setting the beer on the nightstand before grabbing a second slice of pizza. "So what is going to happen to my family exactly?" he asked, his expression mirroring his unease as he worries about their safety. "The council will put a memory spell on them, making them think you got a job somewhere or a college scholarship and you're going off for a bit," she says, waving her hand nonchalantly.
"It's not uncommon to do things like that," she adds with a chuckle. "They will also get another hunter to watch over them," she told him before stuffing another slice of pizza into her mouth. "That's good," he murmurs in relief, the tension draining from his shoulders. "So can you tell me about yourself, as you're going to be protecting me?" He queried, glancing at Selena expectantly, his eyes filled with a mixture of interest and apprehension. "What is there to say?" she says with a smirk. "I've been a hunter for 15 years now. I work alone. I live alone. I do every6thing on my own." She finishes her bottle of beer, tossing it into a trash bin next to her desk. ."So, shifters, can they turn in anything?" Rowan asked with an expression of curiosity, "We can only turn into the animals that we were born with." She replied, taking another bite of pizza. "
"I'm going to sleep; you're sleeping on the couch," she declares, kicking him off the bed with her foot. "You better be still here when I wake up," she grumbles before yawning. "Good night," she mutters. "Great," Rowan says, eyeing the mess she called a couch as he begins to pick up the empty beer bottles and paper plates. He carries the trash to the kitchen, dumping it in the garbage, before going to find a blanket for the night. "Hey, where is a blanket?" he calls out. "figure it out," she replies as she rolls over to face a wall. "Great," Rowan thinks as he sighs, dropping on to the couch with a groan. He lies there with his arms under his head
. He just stares at the cell for a couple minutes as his mind wanders to the events that led him here. "Fuck," Selena got up, running her hands through her hair and glaring at Rowan with frustration. "Fucking stupid kid, stupid instincts, stupid warlock," she mutters under her breath, heading to a closet in the hall before tossing a pillow and a blanket on him. "Here, happy?" she groans before going to her own bed again. "Thank you," Rowan said. "whatever," she replied before rolling back over.
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