(This is a Chronicles/Hemlock Grove cross over with addition of my own characters. I do NOT own the rights to Chronicles nor Hemlock Grove and their characters and settings. This story takes place after the great battle in Chronicles between Andre...
WARNING! The following chapter contains heavy scenes of Smut between Celena and Roman. No one under 18 allowed. Plus, I have GIFS that contains scenes of smut, but no nudity or vivid sex is shown, but it gives you the hot ideas. You've been warned, so please don't report me cause of these gifs. :D :P
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(Celena's outfit for the night ^^^^)
Celena sat at her window as she watches the storm increase outside. What started with a downpour, turned into a flooding storm. The power was knocked out through out half of the town. Viktor came home when Celena did and joined Destiny, helping her gather more stuff for her stash. Peter was at home. Matt has been spending time with Letha. She knew Matt liked her. Letha was nice. And she liked Matt as well. Celena knew Matt will always protect Letha...even the baby. Â
After she left Roman's, she went to grab some take out and got soaked. She changed her clothes as soon as she got home and at her dinner while watching tv...till the power cut off on her. She lit up some candles so she wouldn't be stuck in the dark. Destiny offered for her to join the trip but Celena turned her down. Â
Honestly, she rather be with Peter or Roman, but Celena was home alone and bored as shit. After the fight with Peter, she didn't want to talk to him for a while. It's still clueless where their relationship is going. Neither of them still have not made any confessions and Celena's relationship with Roman continues to grow. Since that night when they shared that kiss at the banquet, Celena's mind and emotions have been one big roller coaster. But, deep in her heart, it felt right, yet it wasn't. Only because she felt like she was cheating on Peter, that's how she was taught. Only be one lover to one man. But, why was something telling her that they both belong with her.
She sighs and looks out the window and frowns when she sees a dark figure standing in front of the building. Drenched from the storm. She wipes the foggy window to see the figure clearer, and to her surprise, it was Roman. Just standing there like a statue. She gets up and grabs her jacket, throwing her hood over her head as she runs outside to stand in front of him.
"Roman?" She watches in concern, noticing his broken look.
"There's no light!" He shouts over the pouring rain.
"Yeah, the whole neighborhood's dark." She frowns, he looked high and confused. "Uh, are you all right?"
He looks down at her, rain running down his face, the image of her at the banquet filled his mind, seeing the two of them kissing. Feeling her lips against his. Her touch. Her touch drove away his demons.
"They're gone." He smiles at her touch, her fingers gently rubbing his temple. "Thank fuck they're gone."
His voice echoes in his memories. How did her touch drive away those horrible whispers. He needed her touch. He needed her, but something inside him scared him, something that could be dangerous. And he cared about Celena, he didn't want anything to harm her. Not even himself.
