Hemlock Grove: Cold Blooded | Roman/O.C

I | I'll Be Good (Part One)

I thought I saw the Devil, this morning.
Looking in the mirror.
Drop of rum on my tongue, with a warning.
To help me see myself clearer.

I never meant to start a firer.
I never meant to make you bleed.
I'll be a better man today.

I'll be good, I'll be good.
And I'll love the world like I should.
I'll be good, I'll be good.
For all of the times that I never could.

"Hey, hey, Sweetheart. It's okay. I mean, we're all freshmen. We gotta stick together. It's okay." Mirana heard one of the lower classman say. She furrowed her brows and tried to cut through the crowd.

"What'd you eat first?" Another asked.

"I know what I'd eat first."

"See, it's not so bad."

"Which one tasted better?"

"Dude, obviously it was Brooke. I mean, she was good to go."

"Did you do it fast, or slow? Grunt once for fast."

Mirana finally saw what was going on, seeing Shelley Godfrey on the floor, terrified as the boys teased her.

"Dude, now you're being a dick."

"Both of you shut the hell up." Mirana said sternly, crouching by Shelley.

"Hey, Shelley. I'm not sure you know me but I was one of Brooke's good friends." She said gently.

"Oh, dude. We don't know what happened she just started crying." One of them piped as steps approached Mirana and Shelley.

They both looked up to see Roman, who was crouched next to her.

"We were just trying to figure out what's up."

"I will kill you." Mirana hissed to them. "Piss off."

Roman looked at Mirana and stood, up.

"Kiss him." Roman said to the first boy.

"What?" Giggles echoed through the crowd.

"Kiss his pretty little mouth." Roman said sternly.

The boy looked confused, then suddenly grabbed his friend and placed a peck on his lips. The crowd let out sounds of surprise, and Mirana scrunched her face at the action.

"Now get the fuck out of here!" Roman shooed then away.

He crouched down next to Shelley again.

Mirana noticed blood coming from his nose and she reached out and wiped it with her thumb.

He looked at her, confused and angry and she raised her brows.

"Sorry, your nose is bleeding." She pulled away and he grabbed a handkerchief from his pocket and pressed it to his nose a moment. "I'm sorry I didn't stop this sooner."

"Don't be." He said quickly. "Just get to class and leave us alone." He raised his brows.

She was taken back by this statement, utter annoyance and distaste for his tone showing on her face.