meet me in the hallway ; r.g ; hemlock grove

02 ; helpless

; IMOGENS POV

roman godfrey. roman. i kept repeating it until his voice snapped me out of thought.

"look, i don't want to have to be responsible for someone else. i really don't. but peter obviously cares about you and asked me to make sure you're as safe as you possibly can be."

i sniffled. "h-he got shot... he's gonna die... he could be already."

"im gonna need you to trust me on this. peter is not dead and they know shooting him wouldn't kill him. they just needed him hurt."

"there was a bullet in his throat! how do you know he isn't dead?!" i yelled.

"i said you're gonna have to trust me. he's not fucking dead. they took him away for a reason and im gonna find him myself." roman was obviously getting frustrated, i could tell in his voice.

"they're gonna come back. we need to go. do you think you can drive yourself home or...." he paused. "you can stay over with me. i have a spare bedroom, so you don't need to worry."

i thought for a moment. if peter trusts roman, i should too. "i don't think i wanna be alone right now... is that okay?" i asked, looking up at him. he nodded, getting up and guiding me to his car.

"if you see anyone that looks like they're trying to get on my ass, tell me."

i got in the passenger side and buckled up, he got in too but didn't bother.

after a few minutes of silence, i noticed a black van following behind- but far. they took every turn we were taking. "roman- roman, they're following us."

he quickly pulled over and stopped, "get down. don't look. if you look at this, you're in deep shit." i nodded and got down below the seat and he ran out, i heard gunshots and screaming- but not from roman.

he came back, wiping his mouth. i couldn't help but notice his lips were a little darker a red than they were before. i was crying a bit from fear. "you can get up." i nodded and could barely find it in me to push myself up.

when we finally got there, roman waited for me to get out of the passenger side but i didn't.

he sighed and walked over himself, opening the door. i got up and felt dizzy.

i took two steps before everything started doubling, and the only thing stopping me from hitting the cold winter pavement was a pair of strong arms.

"imogen. imogen! oh fuck." was the last thing i heard before i slipped out of consciousness, my eyelids blanketing me.

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i awoke on a couch to a sound of yelling, and i pretended to be asleep as i eavesdropped.

"YOU FUCKING LOST PETER. YOU PRICK!" and then a slap. then i heard romans alarmingly calm voice. "i didn't lose him. he made me look after his human friend, and we took out as many as we could but they knocked him out and took him away to god knows where." what? since when do people use human as a description? weren't all of us human?

"and im guessing you lost imogen too?" i recognized the voice. destiny!

"why did everyone except for me know this bitch?" roman complained. "but no, she's asleep on the couch. i need to keep an eye on her before i wanna put her in the bedroom."

"you better not fucking lose her too. she could be of use to us." destiny scolded.

"im not letting her help us in any way. she stays put, im done getting random ass people involved in our shit. especially humans."

okay. now, this was getting really suspicious.