At the age of twelve Selene Hunter saw her parents cold and lifeless bodies being fished out of her towns lake.
That experience haunting her until she made peace with it.
The official report dictated that her parents died on their way home, losing...
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"Wake up!" I hear faintly as I force my eyes open, but fail and just bury my face in my pillow again. I suddenly jolt out of my bed at the piercing sound of a horn being blown in my ear, I take the covers off of me and glare at a very amused Denali. "What the hell is you problem you dick!" I yell angry. She tilts her head and laughs, "That is no way to speak to the person who brought you breakfast, asshole. Plus, it's nine o'clock, it was time you woke up." She explained herself pointing to the digital clock placed on the small bedside table separating our beds. I look back at her and shoot her one last glare before getting up and noticing all of the bags that laid on the floor. I turned around to ask her what all of this was but she cut me off before I could muster a word.
"I went on a little shopping spree. Just getting some essentials you know? I got us each phones..." she says handing me a phone. "I also got this laptop" she says holding it up. "I got us some clothes, I didn't know your size so I just figured we're about the same, so deal with it ... and I got us some breakfast of course." She grinned mischievously as though there was something more to her little outing.
I crossed my arms against my chest and stared at her for a minute before speaking, "Thanks." I say unsure.
"No problem roomie!" She says in a mocking tone as she slaps my shoulder and proceeds to grab her food.
I stand there dumbfounded at her sudden change of mood; still a bit groggy from being woken up so viciously. I go into the bathroom and get cleaned up, moments later I step out and get my food. I open the container and I almost hug her. Bacon, waffles, eggs, hash brown, french toast and sausage. My mouth waters at the tasty meal that awaits me, but before I can eat I turn around to face Denali who no doubt is already halfway finished with her food.
"Thank you for the food, God knows how much I missed breakfast food." I say and she just nods her head, too focused on eating to care about what I say.
After we're both done with the food we turn the tv on and watch some cartoons enjoying the atmosphere. "Do you think the guys are worried about us?" I abruptly ask Denali as she glances at me and back at the tv.
She shrugs her shoulders, "I highly doubt it, well at least Elijah doesn't. I kind of told him I wouldn't be coming back for a couple of nights anyways."
"Why would you say that?" I ask confused.
"Because I was angry at the time. I told him to tell Argent to stick it where the sun doesn't shine if he thought I would entertain his ridiculous idea of finding a place I've never been at without the proper things." She explained as her eyes stayed glued to the screen.
