twenty seven. bloody hell

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LUNA.



"holy shit! what happened to you?", Killian exclaimed, behind me as i ran over to my boyfriend who was panting hard.

"Xavier, what happened?", i asked in panic as i took the red stained cloth from his hand and examined his neck. "oh shit, what did this?"

"the monster.", Xavier managed to let out before wincing in pain as i pressed down an alcohol damped towel. "ah, shit, shit, shit. that stings."

"it has to.", i told him in a motherly voice as i kept sterilizing the area of the wound. he continued to groan in pain, suddenly grabbing my thigh by accident.

he realized then apologized, "shit, sorry, sorry." "no, it's fine.", i told him, placing his hand back on my lap. Killian's face scrunched in disgust and grumbled, "you guys are gross. can you please do all this cheesy couple stuff alone?"

before Xavier or i could answer, the door unlocked and opened to reveal Wylie who looked more fashionable and gorgeous than usual. "what the fuck- what happened?", Wylie asked, eyes widened as she came over towards my side of my room, her chunky high boots thumping as she walked.

"n-nothing.", Killian shook his head, trying to stop her from getting any closer and seeing what happened. she pushed him off and sat beside me, "who or what did this?"

"it's hard to explain.", i told her. "don't tell anyone else about this, we don't want Weems to go all panic mode and keep a sharp eye on us." "why would i want to tell Weems about this?", Wylie scoffed with a smile. "please, if she comes investigating in our room we are all so dead."

"you've been smuggling stuff, have you?", Killian asked, crossing his arms with an amused and impressed smile. Wylie gave a sheepish smile, "yeah, i might have prepared a bit for Rave'N night."

"see? she's already gotten started, Lu.", Killian points, giving me a face. "i tried to ask her if she wanted me to do the same but i guess she and Xavier have plans for that night."

"Killian!", Xavier and i warned the redhaired boy who smiled stupidly at us. Wylie snickered, looking over at Killian as if telling him it was a good joke.

After i had finished cleaning the wound, Wylie grabbed Xavier by the shoulders and looked closely at the wound. "oh, damn. that looks badass though."

"it does?", Xavier doubtfully asked, looking at Wylie then me. the werewolf nodded, enthusiastic. "although, this one isn't that bad, so it won't leave such a big scar. i tried accidentally scratching my entire shoulder with my claws once." she slipped of the right sleeve of her leather jacket and showed us the scarred skin on her shoulder. but instead of plain scars, she had a tattoo of claw like marks on top of it to cover it up.

"holy shit, you have a tattoo? now that's badass.", i nodded, absolutely amazed at my roommate. she has good fashion taste and has tattoos? she cannot be more gorgeous.

"well, it's getting late, people. curfew's about to hit soon.", Killian spoke up, looking at his phone's clock. "Xavier, you good?"

"yeah. thanks, Lu.", Xavier said as we walked to the door. Killian stepped out first then Xavier who turned to look at me. he gave a kiss on the lips before leaving. i shut the door and Wylie laughed.

"that was so cheesy of you two. 'oh, thanks, Lu. oh you're welcome baby mwah mwah mwah!'", she mimicked in a high pitched tone as i walked over to her. i couldn't help but share a laugh with her. the way she imitated and made fun of me was pretty hilarious.

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