We file out of the car, Hailey and Shawn already outside waiting to greet us. I hold the journal tightly to my chest. Hugging it, like it could bring the same comfort a hug from my father once did. 

Hailey smiles as we approach, hugging the twins. 

"Everything go okay?" She asks. 

We all look at each other. Not knowing what to say. 

I nod. Holding the journal out to her. 

"I'm going to go lay down." I say. 

I trudge up the stairs, through the hallways leading to the room I have been given. Opening my door slowly, I slip off my shoes. Slowly I undress. Leaving everything in a pile on the floor. 

I open my bathroom door, closing and it behind me. I turn the water on. Getting in the failing water, I don't mind it burning me. I'm to tired to hold myself up. I sit on the shower floor, I hug my legs to my chest. 

Eventually I begin to clean myself, when the water runs cold. 

Getting out I shut off the water. I wrap my self in a towel opening the door to my room. 

"Oh!" I hear some one say from my bed. 

I turn to see Sebastian, face red. 

"Sorry I thought you would have gotten dressed in there, I'm sorry." He says, flustered. 

"It's okay." I say, voice monotone. I grab sweat pants and a t shirt and return to the bathroom not bothering to close the door and get dressed. 

I notice Sebastian can see me changing, he's wide eyed and embarrassed. He whips his head away from my direction as soon as he notices. And I do my best not to acknowledge it. 

Returning to him on the bed, I sit quietly. Waiting for him to speak first. 

"Are you okay?" Sebastian says softly.

I shrug, pulling my legs onto the bed. I bring my limbs close to my body, holding my self. 

"I'm just confused I think." I say quietly. 

Sebastian nods. 

"Do you want to talk about something else?" He asks noticing my discomfort. 

I nod again thankful for his perceptiveness. 

"What do you think we would be doing if our lives were normal?" He asks after a beat of silence. 

"Well, how normal? Would we have met the same way? Or differently? Would I still have these abilities so everything up till I left the first time is the same? The only difference is that these monsters weren't brought here?" I ask in return. 

He sighs. 

"I just meant what type of job you think you would like to have. You are gonna give me a headache." He says, with a small smile on his face. 

I laugh, smiling at him. I lay onto the bed with my legs hanging off of the side. Sebastian copies me, turning his head to look at me. 

"Maybe I'd be a teacher. Or a chef. I've never thought of it. It's never been plausible. A future. What about you?" 

"I'd be an artist." 

Sebastian turns so he isn't laying on his back, but on his side. I follow him, our hands end up next to each other. 

I'm looking at the distance my hand has before it's touching his. 

He's looking at me, his eyes taking in my face. My heart racing. 

I've forgotten how it feels to be seen, not just looked at. 

Just looking in his eyes, I feel like I am home. I am safe. 

I hope I do the same for him.