Saleaah Clearwater is the twin sister to Seth Clearwater. Growing up Saleaah was just like Seth, happy go lucky, but at the age of 16 everything changed. She received powers, starting with her becoming an Empath. A few months later she turned from h...
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There's many things that you hear in a day. Some good and some more that should have been kept for the inner thoughts.
After Quil explained the concept of imprinting, Saleaah didn't know how to feel. She just told him to give her a few days to think on it.
Her true thoughts were doubts. Was his feelings for her based on this type of claim that shapeshifters sometimes have? She knew how her feelings was before he disappeared for that period of phasing, so she knew that her feelings were genuine.
She also had to think about how he felt before hand, she remembered him feeling affection for her before he shifted. But, what if it wasn't in the same way she felt. That was until he imprinted.
"Penny for your thoughts?" Jos asked his best friend as he offered a twizzler to the girl, sitting and leaning his arm on her shoulder.
Saleaah shook her head with a sigh, before training her eyes on one of her best friends. "Where's Mateo?" She asked causing Jos to roughly bite into his twizzler with a frown.
"Legal stuff with custody going on. Someone reported his father." The male pushed his now shoulder length curls from his face. "What? Why hasn't anyone told me?" The now worried prophet asked, sitting up on her seat on the comfortable chair at Tiffany's.
"You've been healing, we didn't want to bother you." Jos told her as he slowly chewed on his twizzler.
"So, what's going to happen to him..?" Shia asked as her own anxiety began to build within her, growing from small to more noticeable.
Jos moved his eyes to his best friend's anxious form, and smiled gently at her, trying to reassure her.
"Don't worry too much, the Grayson's offered to take him in. Junis is not only a hell of a lawyer, but she's a great mother figure as well."
Shia was able to take a breath after Jos told her the last piece of information. She knew that the Grayson's were a great home. A loving and inviting one that treated each other with respect and affection.
"So, what has you all bothered? Other than the information I just told you of course." The king of not noticing his surroundings much, asked his best friend that occupied the space next to him.
Then came the rush of thoughts once more. The girl wanted to overthink more, but what good would that do? So what did she do? She just phoned a friend, well turned to one.
"Hypothetically speaking, if Mateo were to tell you that he liked you, but based off of something like incredibly unavoidable forces, similar to a magnet, or like soulmates. How would you feel about that?" Shia asked shifting her body to Jos, on leg folded on the comfortable chair and her arm on the back on it.
"Hypothetically speaking, why would Mateo like me?" Jos raised an eyebrow as his cheeks decided to be tray him and flush the color of a light shade of pink. Let's say this is him started to enter his bi-panic.
"Jos, I'm not blind. I see the way you look at our dear redhead. Now answer the question. Please." She added on, trying now to feel too demanding.
"If it's by force, I'd be a little upset. But at the same time if it was meant to be, it was meant to be. Our destiny has already been written, we just have to abide by it when the time comes." Jos told the girl, both surprised by his intellectual response.
Jos typically never had much depth in his words. He usually talked about everything and anything based on how he felt at the moment. Therefore, he was surprised that he could actually give aiding advice. Shia moreso, was shocked at the fact that he was more accepting than she thought. His feelings easily matching his words.
"Does this have something to do with a certain curly haired guy?" Jos wiggled his eyebrows at his best friend as he leaned in closer to her with a smirk. The girl in turn quickly flushed with a blush.
"I plead the fifth."
***
"Sae?" Saleaah just woke up from a nap to see her twin brother walk in with a sullen look. "Seth?" She muttered rubbing her forehead from the headache that started from the time she decided to take a nap to now.
"What's wrong?" The prophet finished, feeling small waves of worry, fear, yet excitement flow from the Clearwater who stood at the edge of the bed.
"Can I sleep with you tonight?" He asked and climbed into the bed before she could give her answer.
"I- Seth!" Saleaah went to oppose, but those efforts were quickly dismissed once her brother cuddled into her front as he hugged her.
There were plenty of times that the twins have went to the other for comfort. Seeing that Seth was a very physical touch type of person, he displayed his affection and worries through closeness. Of course, Saleaah always accepted it because she enjoyed comforting others, that and he was her wombmate.
"Why are you worried?" She asked as she hugged her twin back.
"In a few nights, some things will be happening here. The pack will be helping the Cullen's with the issues." Seth mumbled his explanation vaguely.
"What's happening?" She asked worriedly, but received nothing but quiet snores in response. Of course he would fall asleep that quickly.
Thoughts swarmed her head from Quil, to the fact that Stiles hasn't been responding to her worried messages, and by his new arising problem that Seth mentioned.
Just as things were starting to slow down.
***
It was a few days after being told about imprinting, which was also the day that Shia decided to talk to Quil. As if the longing looks weren't enough, and of course the pack's complaints.
"Please, Shia. Hear him out. His whimpers are embedded in my brain and they are annoying as hell." Jacob.
"If he cries one more time, I think I might start crying." Seth.
"I'm not getting shy Jacob is pissed seeing that he basically had the same internal monologue. The only difference is Quil actually has a chance of getting his girl." Paul.
"All I'm saying is, I can't take it anymore. My brain is his now, to the point of where I'll beg you if I have to." Embry.
Seeing Jared about to walk up to her, with a look and feeling of annoyance and exhaustion on his face, she knew she was done with the hovering of the guys.
That and she missed Quil.
Before Jared could reach her, she was on her heels in the opposite direction of the second in command. Instead she walked to the parking lot where Embry and Quil typically waited for Jake.
Of course there Quil was in all his radiant glory leaning against his truck with fleeting eyes.
