♙𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐈𝐗♙

( SELENE HAYDES )

𝐓𝐖𝐎: 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐈𝐒 𝐁𝐄𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐕𝐄?

selene had slept in a literal abandoned train cart and even that seemed better than the monstrosity of the motel that stood in front of them. 

"i've seen worse" scott tried as he walked up besides selene and nicholas, stiles trailing behind the boy. the three gave him looks of disbelief before stiles spoke up.

"where have you seen worse?" he asked exasperatedly

 "listen up! the meet's been pushed 'til tomorrow. this is the closest motel with the most vacancies and the least amount of good judgement when it comes to accepting a bunch of degenerates like yourselves! you'll be pairing up-- choose wisely. and I'll have no sexual perversions perpetrated by you little deviants! got that? keep your dirty little hands to your dirty little selves!"

any thought of selene and isaac sharing a room gone quicker than she could blink, she'd end up with nicholas either way though considering allison and lydia would probably share then stiles and scott.

"shall we?" the tall asian boy got the hint and stuck his arm out so she could link her own, a shiver racking her spine as she stared upon the building.

"i have a feeling tonight will be interesting" she muttered low enough for only him to hear.

――――

"i'm gonna go check on lydia and ally, if you leave make sure you take the key" nicholas told the girl who lay on her bed staring at the ceiling. since being there she'd had this sense of dread trying to rise up her throat but nothing she did seemed to let it escape.

"selene?" nicholas asked as he turned to face the girl, a backpack on his back with his laptop and whatever else he needed to discuss with the two girls.

the boys voice broke her from her trance. nicholas always seemed to be there when she found herself drowning, a sort of anchor she realised. this boy in front of her who had known her since she was six was the one thing in her life she'd kept a constant. the one person she knew she could rely on.

"love you" she smiled as she sat up slightly, her back against the motel wall.

the boy gave her a wary look before beginning to open the door "love you too"

and with that he was gone. silence enveloped her for a second. it was uncomfortable. it was wrong.

and then she heard a cry, a cry of a child. her senses kicked in and her heartbeat sped up with an urgency as she pushed herself to the edge of the bed. the crying got louder and then she heard water.

now she was on her feet rapidly, rushing to the bathroom door of their room. she grabbed the handle but it didn't seem to budge. the cry of the child got louder and the sound of the water stopped. 

a second ticked away before the sound of a struggle was heard, selene's hands began banging on the door with a new found urgency and protection for the child she was yet to see. the inconsistent cries worried her.

"open the door!" she screamed as the cries of the baby grew, her hands now banging onto the door but it didn't seem to break. the shitty door which should've broken a phone be thrown at it seemed invincible.

then the cries stopped. the water stopped. a clicking sound was heard on the other side of the door. without thinking what she might see on the other side of that door selene grabbed the handle and swung the door open. 

the tub was empty and there was no baby. the room was just as it had been left when they arrived. spotless with spots of mold on the wall and a dirty sink. her eyebrows furrowed in confusion before leaning over the tub.

her mini nightmare seemed to be over, until it started all over again. but this time she could hear the baby in another room. only this time it seemed to have multiplied, and she couldn't tell what room it was coming from.

her hands latched themselves to her ears as she tried to block out the sound of the poor infants cries the cries that she was sure to haunt her in enough time. the witch dropped to her knees as her hands covered her ears trying to drown out anything she could.

whatever seemed to be hurting those babies seemed to be hurting her just as much, she may have been a witch but she was still a human with a heart and the tears that left her eyes were ones filled with true pain.

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 "the last time I saw scott act like that was during the full moon" allison described as she leant into nicholas' side, the boys arm wrapped around her shoulder instinctively. after explaining how strange scott had acted earlier when she was in the shower the boy wasn't taking risks.

"yah, I know... he was definitely a little off with me, too" stiles said referring to when scott tried to kill him "but actually, it was boyd who was really off-- i watched him put his fist through the vending machine" the lanky boy continued.

"see? it is the motel" lydia exclaimed glad her worries weren't just sceptical. nicholas slightly frowned remembering what selene told him earlier.

"either we need to get out of here right now, or... someone needs to learn how to do an exorcism asap, before the werewolves go crazy and kill us." she said gesturing to the four of them, the four humans.

"what about the witch?" nicholas asked as he stared the strawberry blonde directly in the eyes.

"we'll sort everyone out, including selene. okay! just hold on, all right?" the boy said, hands finding his hair in frustration.

"what if it's not just the motel? the number in the office went up by four, right?" nicholas suggested thinking of their supernatural friends.

"like three sacrifices?" allison asked catching onto what he was suggesting

"scott, isaac, boyd and selene?" stiles asked "but selene's not a werewolf, this shouldn't affect her like its affecting them"

"maybe we were meant to come here, all of us" allison asked

"exactly! so can we get out of here now? please?" lydia begged, the desperation and fear slowly beginning to seep into her words.

"wait, hang on. let me see this..." stiles says picking up a red book from the bedside table.

"twenty-eight-year-old man hangs himself at the infamous glen capri." the boy reads "oh, no... look at these two. they both mention room two-seventeen. these are probably all the suicides that happened in this room"

each article of a death or suicide from the motel layed across one of the beds, the teens taking it all in as they scrambled through them trying to make sense of it all.

"so, if every room has a bible...""there could be articles in all the rooms" the thought making them all silently curse or pray to whoever they believed in. they'd been led to a murder motel.

"that's a beautiful thing. most places leave a mint under the pillow-- this one leaves a record of all the horrible deaths that occurred." the sarcastic of the group pointing out.

"what if the room next door has one about the couple?" lydia asked realising what it could mean, the four sharing looks before rushing out of the room

"it wasn't locked before" nicholas said as stiles tried opening the door besides them.

"forget it. we need to get scott, isaac, boyd and selene out of here now" allison told the group as she tried to calm her breathes.

the silence around them was cut so quick as the sound of a buzzing was heard next door, one similar to a lawn mower or something with a motor.

"im not the only one who heard that right?" lydia asked as the four shared worried looks.

"it sounds like someone turned the handsaw on" allison said as their hearts sped up in pace

"handsaw?" stiles asked exasperatedly before the four ran to the room next door, the door already open and ethan with a handsaw ready to cut himself open in front of them.

"hey, no! ethan! don't" nick and stiles both surged forward trying to rip the handsaw from the boys grip, stiles nearly losing his arm and nick nearly losing his head.

the handsaw an inch from stiles chest before nick pushed the boy over, the twin burning his hand on a lamp besides them making him knock himself out of whatever maniac episode he was having.

"what just happened?" he asked defensively pushing himself up, not giving anyone time to reply he rushed out of the room

"ethan!" stiles called after him as he rushed after.

――――

"selene?" nicholas whispered as he pushed their bedroom door open slowly, the sound of the tap running from the bathroom indicating someone was there. a small sob beginning to worry the boy "selene?"

"i couldn't save him" selene's cry echoed from the bathroom, the girls back against the bath tub as she held a soaked towel close to her chest, her grip deathly as if it were her life line.

nicholas rushed to the bathroom door before freezing in his steps seeing her smeared makeup and red eyes. her hands were a scolding red and water from the tub had begun to overflow soaking her clothes.

he slowly approached the girl trying to grab the towel from her without setting her off "i tried nicky, i really tried" she continued crying as she stuffed her head into the opening off the towel. her sobs shaking her body as she clutched onto what she thought were the lifeless body of a baby.

the moment his hand touched her shoulder the girl began violently thrashing on the floor well scooting away towards the sink, the burning water touching her thighs not bothering her. "i should've done more" she cried out painfully.

nicholas was struck with confusion, he had no idea what she was talking about but assumed it had something to do with the towel. "selene! there's nothing there" he tried yelling at her as his eyes shot to the hot water and the sink. the heat should've snapped her out of the trance.

"i should've done more" she continued crying as she let her arms drop, a trail of red falling with them. nicholas' eyes widening as he noticed the small blade lodged into her skin at the bottom. a long cut from her elbow to her wrist ready to kill her. blood something nicholas was no longer a stranger to dripped down her arms.

"no, no, no!" the boy yelled as he pulled her body closer to his own, picking up the towel and pressing down onto the cut. her vison started spotting as he picked her body up bridal style and rushed out of the bathroom without trying to drop her or slip on the wet floor.

"stiles!" the boy yelled as he ran past every room trying to find a sign of life from one of the pack "lydia! allison!" his panicked voice increasing as the girl began to get heavier, her breathing shallower. 

he couldn't let her die, he wouldn't let her die. selene was all he had besides his mum in beacon hills. it had always been the two of them, he knew he wouldn't make it without her. he was better of dead without her at his side.

"nick?" lydia asked as she ran out of one of the motel rooms, the sight in front of her making her gulp before she began to call for stiles "stiles!"

nicholas pushed past the redhead into the room she'd exited and straight to isaac, dropping selene's nearly lifeless body on the bed "heal her! do it!" he urged as he lifted her head into his lap and pulled her body closer.

isaac could only stare for a second as he lifted her arm into his own, black veins instantly flowing through him. lydia finding a first aid kit in the bathroom and rushing to wrap her arm "shit, shit, shit" nicholas cried into the girls hair as he tried to control his breathing.

lydia's world flashing before her eyes as she shakily tried to get the job done, nothing this bad was meant to happen today. they'd lost derek and nearly scott, selene should've been safe. she should've been the one far far away from beacon hills.

"selene? selene? wake up!" isaac whispered till the black veins stopped flowing, the girls body stilling. stiles only being able to move afterwards towards the bed where her body lay.

a bell from the front desk going off alerting lydia and allison another death had just happened, lydia felt a cry leave her lips as she collapsed besides selene's body. her hands latching onto the girls as she pulled it closer to her lips.

no one would've thought it be selene to die first that night, she had been the least of their worries considering wolfs bane didn't affect her like the others. but as they all surrounded her lifeless body regret filled them all.  a deadly silence passing the group as her still body shook from isaac's hold, nicholas silently crying into his knees.

"come on" isaac begged as he cried over the girls body, his hand slightly hitting her face before he ducked down and brushed his head against hers. anything to get her to move, anything he could think of.

a gasp shot through the room breaking the silence as selene's seemingly lifeless body shot forward, her hand reaching her chest. the little colour she could reaching her face again. a feeling of gloom and dread filling her chest as she glanced at all of the solemn faces of her friends.

"scott's in trouble" she managed to say as she looked isaac in the eye, his expression scaring her as he could only stare "scott's in trouble!" she repeated turning to stiles and lydia. lydia dropping her hand and stiles wiping his tears before they were out and to find scott.

the utter amazement and worry that coursed through their blood now was towards selene, they'd have to figure it all out on the bus away from motel suicide. selene glanced at nick and then isaac in confusion before glancing down at her blood soaked dress.

"what, what happened?" she asked, her throat closing up from the looks the two shot her. nicholas scrambled to his feet first barely looking able to look her in the eyes.

"nothing, you passed out. isaac bring her to the bus" he ordered before leaving the room.

isaac's arms found selene's neck instantly as he pulled her closer, his tears still falling directly onto her head "how could you do that?" he sniffled into her head, the girls confusion building as she held the boy closer.

she didn't know what she had done to emit such a reaction but she wasn't going to argue as he cried into her hair, her fingers latching onto his shirt for reassurance. "isaac, what happened?" she asked pushing her head further into his chest.

"you- you died" he managed to mumble out, hands not seeming to let go off her anytime soon.

( AUTHORS NOTE. )

this is so shit sorry, i will update more regularly now since im off school. but read my other isaac book, demons btw!!