03 ; let him go

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by kittenmewlings

by kittenmewlings

; IMOGEN'S POV

after destiny left, i walked out and around the large house until i found roman in the darkness of the barely lit house.

"can you show me where the spare bedroom is..? im- im okay, my head just hurts, but i won't get hurt."

roman didn't say anything, he just nodded and showed me the doorway, "if you need anything, i'll be awake all night, pretty much. don't hesitate to ask."

i nodded, rubbing my eyes sleepily. "thank you. a lot. goodnight, roman."

"goodnight, imogen."

i walked into the bedroom and sighed, setting my phone on the alarm clock and crashing immediately on the bed.

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i seemed to constantly be waking up tonight. but this time, i wish i hadn't but i was so glad i did at the same time.

i awoke to my phone ringing, and it took me a second to remember where i put it. i checked the time, 3:41 am.

i looked at who was calling.

peter.

peter was fucking calling. my fingers began shaking as i swiped to answer it, holding it to my ear.

"you wanna be the fucking hero? why don't you come over here, babe-"

"imogen fucking hang up the phone- don't listen to them-" that was peters voice but the one before him was completely unfamiliar.

i heard a punching noise and a loud groan, "i'll cut off your fucking ear, dog." the voice said again. "you want our location?"

"imogen please... don't listen to them. don't come here. they're gonna kill y- STOP."

and then the three beeps that signaled the phone was hung up. i threw it across the room and screamed at the top of my lungs, sobbing and breathing heavily.

it didn't take long before roman slammed through the door, running over to me. "peter fucking-g called me b-but it wasn't him- they h-had him somewhere, they're keeping him somewhere and they tried to get me to come but i couldn't listen, im s-sorry roman i-" he quickly embraced me in his arms, shushing me and petting my hair. "it's okay. it's okay." he cooed. this was the kindest ive ever seen of roman in the few hours i've known him.

"it was so scary, their voices- they were so deep, i think it was disguised but i knew peter's voice and they're hurting him.." i cried harder at the thought of what they could be doing to him.

"im gonna find him. don't worry. if they wanted to kill him they would've done it already. but they're trying to get to you now."

i shuddered, getting as close against roman as possible. "i've never fought anyone before." i sniffled.

"look at me, imogen. you're not gonna fight anyone. im not gonna let them get to you. but you need to understand they know something about you that you don't know yourself- and they know things about us that i can't tell you without peter."

"what do you mean?"

roman stayed silent, and i didn't have the energy to ask him again.

"will you stay here tonight, roman?"

"just come in my room, it's much more comfortable than this cheap ass mattress anyway."

i giggled, "i don't think anything you own is cheap, but okay." i sniffled again and wiped my eyes, "let's go." i left my phone on the floor in the spare bedroom as roman walked with me to his room, laying on the opposite side of the bed as i was. i didn't need anything more than that, though. this was okay.

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