"UGH!" Lelend groaned inwardly, sighing deeply as he took a moment to stop and hold his chest. There was a pain within that made his chest tighten so much, it was constricting his lungs. Just by looking down he could see his wound was beginning to bleed once more. What the hell . . Lelend thought breathing deeply, his upper lip curling as another groan rippled from his lips. That was when a nurse click-clicked her way down the hall, and then found him pressed up against the wall.

"Lelend! Where have you been all day? We've all been looking for you-" the nurse began taking one look at his pained expression, and then quickly hauling him off to the dining room. "You have to take your medicine. Your bandages need to be changed, what's wrong?" The nurse finally asked when she'd practically thrown his body into causing him to claw at his chest from the pain the seared him there.

"Maybe if you stopped throwing me around and being gruff this damn pain would go away. But no. I'm not that damns strong so how about you stop prying you manicured perfect nails into my imperfect body, because you won't ever change me. No medicine will, no pills will, no words that are shoved in my brain will! Just get me bandages and I'll change them myself." Lelend snarled angrily, breathing heavily. It was beginning to be harder and harder to get oxygen in his lungs, and they were burning with hellish fury. "Just. . Just. . " Lelend muttered, before passing out right there on the table. Face pressed against the cool surface; everything else, hotter than the sun itself.

"Lelend!" The nurse exclaimed, a worried and quite shocked look dancing on her face. Calling for some help Lelend was soon transported to his sick bed, and his medicine was injected into him.

Three hours later

The sun was down, and little light trickled in through his shuttered blinds. Looking around with a deep yawn, he saw the nurse that had found him earlier. The one that was always looking after him . .Caring for him more than any other. "W..What happened?" Lelend asked softly, gnawing on his lower lip while he tried to get into a sitting position. A hand trailing up to his aching chest as he did so.

"You passed out. I guess you got enraged. . Your wound had opened a bit. But it's all fine now. You've been given your medicine, and your bandages are now changed. . I think you must sleep in here for a bit longer Lelend. I'm sorry. But you're allowed to head into the dining room and socialize with the other residents, and eat with them. You've healed enough for that. Do you feel better?" The nurse babbled, making Lelend's mind go into overdrive just to pay attention. Nodding his head lazily, he slid out of bed, looking to see that his tank top was off.

"I think you should leave it off for now, if that's all right with you. That tank top was only squeezing your wound earlier. You may go out and eat now." The nurse said, and Lelend nodded in agreement. It didn't matter to him if he wore a shirt or not; she was probably right. The pain only increased when he'd changed out of that bloody shirt. As he left the room that smelt absolutely horrible, and little doctors and nurses themself his fingers trailed up to his nose absentmindedly. The memory of him smashing his nose came back with just a little tugging pain that easily dissolved to nothing.

He could feel the bump on his nose, and was even afraid to look in a mirror for fear that it'd be swollen and possibly now. . broken. Before it wasn't cleaned enough to even depict if it was broken or not. Licking his dry lips he turned into the dining room, seeing that people were already seated and eating; that's when he felt something different. Not that Acheron was smiling, and his nervous expression was still clouding him the feelings shooting into the air. . Not that Lily was actually quiet for once, taking him aback for a moment. It was like there was an unknown force blowing him back. Fighting against it he grabbed a plate, and slapped some random food onto his plate.

Going over to his corner at the counter, and leaning against he wall while he stabbed at it. I wonder where Evelyn is. Lelend thought, when he heard the screeching of a chair against tiles, making him wince.

"Hey Lelend. . You better? I didn't see you all day today. . " Acheron said to him softly, putting his plate beside his and eating there quietly.

"Oh, yeah. . Yeah. I'm fine. I just traveled around the house today with a friend." Lelend said, smiling lightly.

"Had an adventure? I can tell. Your nose is beat up like hell." Acheron said, examining his nose for a moment before turning his gaze back to the food. Spaghetti and meatballs.

"Eh. . I tripped. Not my fault."

Following in step with the nurse, Evelyn dropped her eyes to her feet as they walked past the groups of families and siblings, a small pang of jealously moving through her at their smiles and tears. Shuffling on to the kitchen, the nurse pointed for her to stay in the dining room - since everyone else was off with their families there was really no reason to follow her into the office to get her medicine. Shifting her weigth from one foot to the next, movement in the corner of the room caught her eye. Looking over, Evelyn almost made a sound out of surprise when she found a boy looking at her, though boy was probably not the best way to describe him since he looked to be a year older then she was.

"Hey." The boy seemed to note her staring, making her snap out of it and her face flush.

"Ugh, hey." She gave him a weird look, not sure if he was real or just another ghost wanting attetion from her. Though if he was the latter, then she could and would have a tiny freak out right there in the middle of the dinning room.

"Sup?" He cocked his head at an angle and looked her over from his corner.

"Nothing, just getting my meds." She replied cooly not wanting anyone to walk in and see her talking to someone that wasn't there - if he was a ghost. Her thoughts different back to the basement, pondering if Lelend was alright.

"Why wouldn't Lelend be alright?" Evelyn's eyes flickered back to the boy, narrowing slightly at his words. It was then that the nurse returned, handing Evelyn two tiny pink pills before shooting a look between Evelyn and the boy.

"So you've met Ryder?" The nurse asked, giving a pointed look to the male in the corner. Silently, Evelyn gave a sigh of relief that he wasn't a ghost, but that still didn't give way to the question of how he knew about Lelend. "He just arrived here today. I'm sure you two will get along. Now if you will excuse me Evelyn, Ryder." She gave another curt nod and excused herself from the room, walking back into the living room to talk to the boy who was always playing the psp and the his family.

"If you're new how did you know about-"
"Shouldn't you be going to check on him now?" Ryder asked not moving from his seat at the table, though he moved his elbows up to the tabletop, leaning his head against his hands and watching her with a dull look over his face. "Don't wanna leave him in the basement now do you?"

Evelyn opened her mouth to say something, but then shut it, turning her back on the newcomer and walking into the hall, not before looking back at him. He wasn't bad looking, this Ryder. Black hair that unevenly fell over his forehead, tan skin and dark green eyes. Though his additude could use a little - if not a lot of work, not to mention the creeper faction that he had going on with him. Shaking her head, Evelyn quickly continued down the hallway, down the stairs and to the small door only to find it locked. Grunting, Evelyn caught sight of a small little trail of blood. So he had moved...Well at least he was in enough shape to move himself. Slowly, Evelyn moved back up the stairs, her arm in too much pain for her to really move quickly again.

Chomping down on her bottom lip as she found herself back in the hallway once more, pills still in her hand and an aching arm. Stuffing the pills into her pockets, she stood at the door for a long moment, not knowing what to do or whether to go looking for Lelend just to make sure he was alright.

"Not there curls?" Ryder's voice made her jump slightly, making her turn quickly on her heels and face him, arm clutched closer to her chest.

"No." She stated in a montone voice. The new males dark eyes drifted from her face to her arm.

"What happened?"
"None of your business."
Without another word, Ryder crossed the space between then and took evelyn's arm in his hands, moving one hand up to her shoulder, the other staying on her elbow. "You pulled it out of place, you are going to have to push it back." He stated, his eyes finding hers and for a short second Evelyn forgot to breath until his eyes flickered back to her shoulder. "This is going to hurt." Evelyn opened her mouth to ask what, but was cut off as Ryder pushed against her shoulder, a loud crack came from her body and then white buring pain crossed over her entire body. Tears swelled in her eyes and ran down her cheeks while she dropped down to her knees, arm still in the Ryders hands as a tiny sob slipped from. "Might not have been that bad since you didn't scream." Ryder stated, keeping his hands on Evelyn's arm to keep her steady as she cried and sobbed on the floor.

Groaning one last time inwardly, he watched as Evelyn clutched her arm and rushed from the tiny room closing the door as silently - and quickly - as she could behind her. I hope she remembered to take that bobby pin out of the lock . . If any nurses come down here, they'd get suspicious and find me. He thought, even his mental mind withdrawing slightly from the pain and bursts of stars behind his eyes. He'd collided with the ground pretty hard, but he was thankful that Evelyn only had a hurt arm; he prayed to himself briefly that it wasn't broken or anything and would heal without medicine or other medical attention.

It'd be all my fault if her arm was broken. . Well I saw her move it. So hopefully it's just. . sprained or something. Lelend said, having a very small amount of medical knowledge. He only knew enough to work a first aid kit; he didn't even know CPR fully. So he'd never be able to pull a move on a girl like that; it was almost sad that he had such little knowledge of things such a medical attention when he lived in a mental ward. Lelend wasn't even sure what his medicine was called by this point. The nurses just gave it to him, saying it was used to calm him and his nerves. It was used as an antibiotic against his Bipolar disease.

But it's not a disease. It's because I'm a werewolf he thought suddenly, the shock of that truth hitting him and another groan rumbled in his chest. After about ten minutes of holding his nose tightly and tilting his head back his nose bleed was done bleeding. But it didn't stop the pulsing headache raging in his skull, attempting to crack it with its ferocity. Licking his lips Lelend tasted a good amount of blood, and was sure then that a lot had dried on his face. I wonder when Eve's going to get back . . I thought she'd only distract them, get the nurses to leave and come and get me. He thought, rolling over a few times until his forehead touched the closed door. Looking up at the slightly rusty silver door knob he shivered.

It was colder in this room than it was in the basement, and since he as pressed against the cement floor it was even worse. It was dark took, and he could still only make it little shadows that over-lapped the darkness. Closing his eyes tightly, he tried not to think of the thing down in the basement that scared Evelyn so much. Maybe it was a ghost. I couldn't see anything what so ever. . Not even a shadow of a creature. Sighing deeply, he took his tank top off his face, and opened his eyes again to peer down at the white fabric. It was still stained with little splatters of tears, and his dry blood. "How am I supposed to get back upstairs like this?" Lelend asked himself aloud, getting a very creepy-crawly feeling. It made the hairs on his skins rise and he crouched in front of the door. Turning the knob, and finding it was unlocked still. "Must have forgotten the bobby pin." Opening the door, Lelend squinted against the dim light that burned his eyes briefly from the basement. Surely, there was the bobby pin sticking out of the lock like a culprit.

Taking it from there, he jokingly stuck it in his own messy tufts, knowing it's be nicely hidden in his locks. Crawling forwards, Lelend tried to breath through his nose but it was kind of hard. Dammit! It better not be broken! Lelend thought to himself, closing the forbidden door with the heel of his foot trying to wiggle his face, but only to become embraced by more pain. Seems like they have Eve busy. . So I gotta sneak up to the boys bathroom, and clean up. . I should have another white tank top like this one. Lelend thought absentmindedly, trying to map out a plan in his dizzy mind as he rubbed his hurting chest. That was another body part he landed on; it would have been smart if he hadn't pounded up the stairs like that. Tasting more blood in his mouth, he got onto his feet - with much effort - and finally scurried up the stairs with no more than a tiny squeak.

Opening the door he peered around seeing no one, and ducked into the nearby shadows created by a very large white flower piece. Since it was starting to get late the sun was preparing to set - the hours had flown by - so many shadows were cast through the windows of the ward. It'd disguise him so that he could make his way up to his room. Surely, Lelend scurried, crawled, rolled and dodged all people - nurses, doctors and other residents - holding his breath the whole way and then hurried up the boys dorm room staircase.

Rushing into the bathroom before someone could occupy it he looked at himself in the mirror. There was try blood ringing the bottom of his nose, a bit of his cheeks and mouth. It was all crusted on his white shirt and even on his hands a bit. It didn't look broken, just very swollen and he wasn't sure how he'd hide that. "Would it be easier to just tell them I feel running up the stairs?" Lelend asked, hearing that it sounded very innocent. "I could say I walked into a wall by mistake." Lelend added, shrugging his shoulders. It was a possibility. Washing his face until all the blood was gone, he slipped his shirt off. Seeing that his bandages needed a good changing from all the effort he'd exerted today. Jogging down to his open doored room, he found another tank top soon brushed the dirt off his track pants, and wandered down stairs.

Evelyn's eyes stared at the place where the corpse had been. Where Lelend was during this time, she didn't know, couldn't think about him, all she could tihnk about was what the corpse had said to her. The her world tilted and she was being carried, silently, she buried her face into Lelend's shoulder, it was then thats he realized that she had in facted been crying. Her tears being taken away by the fabric of his shirt once more. her eyes clsoed tightly as she willed them not to fall as Lelend carried her up the stairs, cringing each time he tripped. The sounds from upstairs had stopped for a short moment before they started once more. Of course they would have noticed that the both of them were missing. Lelend had just gotten hurt the other day and they always seemed to be looking at her. Clearing her throat Evelyn turned her face so that she was no longer buried into Lelend's shoulder just in time for them to go smashing into the flood - well too bad that willing something didn't actually give a complete one hundred percent sure thing that something wouldn't happen to them.

The collide with the floor didn't hurt her as bad as it had Lelend. Rolling on the floor, Evelyn heard a loud crack from her arm and pain shot over her. Gasping out, the small little brunette pushed herself up, holding her arm to her chest as she stumbled to her feet, she looked to Lelend only to see the blood pouring down his face. Taking a shaking breath, Evelyn reached out to touch him with her good hand, though he rolled away from her, telling her to go distact whom ever was searching for them. Nodding at his request, Evelyn dusted herself off, forcing herself to move her arm even though it throbbed with pain before climbing up the stairs as fast as she could, reaching the basement door a second before one of the nurses opened it. Both of the women giving out a small 'oh' as they stared at one another. Blinking back tears as the pain in her arm grew, Evelyn gave a small shy smile at the nurse, the nurse raising an eyebrow at her appearance and giving her a once over.

"A message from your father came." The nurse said slowly, still looking her over as if she was trying to tell just where or rather who the younger girl had just been with. Evelyn's eyes downcasted themselves on word about her father - whatever it was, she didn't want to hear it or even really think about it. There was too much in her head going on right now for her to deal with her father as well. Why was it that he came in right when she needed him to be gone? It was always gone when she truly needed him, so why was he interupting her now? Because it was just one of those things that couldn't be helped. Sighing mentally, Evelyn looked back up at the nurse, willing for her to go on with what she was saying earlier, even though it wasn't any real new to one another. "He won't be able to make it - he had some business over seas and will not be able to make it for quite some time..." The nurse trailed off, waiting for Evelyn to break down or at least say something, but the girl only nodded. Her father was always over seas, so this wasn't news to her. Sometimes she thought that he had another family there, and only came back to her to make sure that she hadn't done anything stupid or gotten herself in some trouble and once he made sure she wasn't, he'd leave once more.

"Also, have you seen Lelend? We seen that you went upstairs with him earlier - he needs to take his medicine." They had been watching them. Beware, the corpse's words still fresh on her mind, Evelyn shook her head as her answer. Even though it was a corpse that had told her of this, she was still willing to trust him on this. There was something about the nurses and doctors that just wasn't...there was something wrong, she had just never pin pointed it before.

"I haven't seen him since then." She lied, her tongue feeling swellen. She didn't like this, having to lie, but Lelend didn't want their help or at least he didn't want them to get caught.

The nurse stared at her for a long moment before giving a curt nod. "Alright - you haven't taken your medicine yet - come with me." She said in a curt tone, turning and curling a finger at her, making her follow after her. Mentally, Evelyn called out to Lelend, willing him to stay there until she came back and that no one would go down stairs.

The new set of stairs came as a complete surprise to Lelend. His brows furrowed together as his brain was set into a mode of pure concentration. He didn't understand it. If it was a simple set of stairs they were hiding, then why hide it? They could simply order all residents to not venture down or else severe consequences would be set. Well, we'd surely already be punished for even opening such a forbidden door, that was never set in stone as forbidden or even said to be so. Lelend thought to himself, tilting his head to the side as he slowly got back onto his feet. Stretching his legs out as Evelyn finally found a flash light, wielding it as a sword.

That was when he noticed just how dark it was. You could only see the first three stairs of the staircase itself. It would be a dangerous venture but the daring side of himself, struck a new song in him and forced him to abandon all other dubious thoughts. Wrapping his fingers around Evelyn's hand, squeezing it happily in return he felt a sense of adrenaline course through his veins. Never in his life had he been more excited. "How many stairs are there?" He whispered to his lady-partner, squinting in the darkness attempting at seeing past the shine of the dim flash light, light.

But his question was quickly answered when both sets of feet hit a ground that was soft and almost mushy like it was wet. Upper lip curling Lelend was hit with a humongous scent of decay and wet dirt. Gagging, Lelend placed a hand quickly on his mouth, plugging it and trying to cover his mouth. The whole thing about tasting what you smell was true, and with Lelend's enhanced senses, it would be a mess if he began tasting what would be linger. "A dirt floor? What is this?" Lelend asked, his voice muffled behind the palm of his hand.

That was when the beam of light keeping him upright was almost thrown. On the ground, just as Evelyn was. Her voice shaking as she uttered his name. "Eve. .? Eve?" Lelend called over and over, but she'd trailed too far from him and the flash light was buried in the dirt floor he stood on. "Evelyn!" He yelled, hearing soft whimpering in the distance, but he was too afraid to move. The smell was overpowering and he groaned again, fumbling with both his hands to try and create some sort of gas mask out of them. But it was still so. . smelly. Choking in the smells, Lelend's stomach churned, his eyes closing tight from the watering of them.

But Evelyn's whimpers quickly ceased, and he heard footsteps stomping above. It was. . high heels.

The nurses! Lelend thought, rapidly trying to see through the dark but only pin-pointing shadowed shapes. That large one kneeling must be Eve. He thought and risked taking his hands off his nose to hobble over to her - he couldn't walk very well in this dirt, he kept sinking in it - and picking her up. Stomping on the flash light on his way out, and crying from his ankle twisting due to tripping. Cursing the object mentally, he decided it'd be best to just leave it there and attempt at going back later to find it.

Clutching tightly onto Evelyn's body, he held his breath for the longest time possible, going into a running riot and peddling up the stairs as fast as he could. Though he did trip a few times, it was only on the last step did he honestly fall. Tumbling forwards, Lelend's face collided with the cement ground before the rest of him, and he made sure to let go of Evelyn so she'd be out of the way of impact. Squeaking a minor cry out, Lelend felt his wound screech in agony and fight against him as if telling him you're moving no longer!

"Ow, ow, ow. . Gaah. . " Lelend said, touching his now bloody nose without realizing it. "Eve. Eve. Get into the basement and closed the door. Someone's coming. If they see me we're dead!" Lelend breathed, seeing stars burst behind his eyes and another cry of pain left his lips - which had blood dripping into them causing more gags to be choked in his throat. "Go, go! I promise I'll try to be quiet." He urged, rolling over and lightly hitting the wall of the closet-like room that lead to what ever secrets that lay down that set of stairs. Bringing his tank top to his face, he rolled his head back and tried to calm his breathing and also stop the bleeding.

"Go. Go. Distract whoever is coming downstairs."

Evelyn's lips pursed out at Lelend ran his fingers through her hair - the boy was just playing with mix signals or he was just doing it on promise to melt her brain. When he pulled out a stray bobby pin, the small brunette huffed. Of course, thats what he was after. Shaking her head to clear herself of any thoughts related to Lelend, Evelyn inched closer to the door, peering over Lelend's shoulder as the door inched open. Her lips twitched at how he had opened it - it was so simple and yet she hadn't thought to use it yet. Standing back a little bit further, Evelyn put her hands on her hips before twirling around and began to rummage through one of the shelves in the basement. "Something has to be in there..." Evelyn trailed off as her fingers clasped around a flashlight. Weilding the small object like a sword, Evelyn slautered back towards the door, pushing it open with the tip of her shoe. Cringing as the door let out an old door creak that almost made Evelyn want to call of this little search.

But really if she couldn't take that then how could she handle anything?
Taking in a long breath of air, she moved inside the door, turning on the flashlight and inching her way into the door only to find a smaller set of stairs. "More stairs?" Evelyn questioned outloud, moving over on the stairway to make way for Lelend, her hand fumbling in the dark until she had his hand once more, her fingers lacing with his just incase he decided that he didn't want to be there and wanted to bolt - he would have to take her with him or break her fingers trying to get away. Slowly, Evelyn began to take the stairs, pausing for a moment as she tried to find the hand rail but ended up finding out that there was no longer one.

"Well if that isn't creepy." Evelyn mumbled under her breath, taking the stairs slowly while she shined the light at the bottom. Upon the last step the small brunette paused and looked back to Lelend over her shoulder, giving his hand a small squeeze before she moved onto the floor. An air-y feeling in the pit of her stomach make her give a small nervous smile and a wash of calm suddenly hit her. Flashing the light over the floor in front of them, Evelyn's eyebrows frowned. There was no floor other then where they were standing, the rest was dirt mixed with seemed to be so sort of old fashion tools, in the far off corner there was a hospital bed. Taking a few careful steps towards the middle of the floor, Evelyn let go of Lelend's hand, letting her own fall to her side. "There's nothing here-" Evelyn's words were cut off as something in the floor began to move, as if there were a thousand worms under it, at least that was what it looked like until a hand resurfaced and a body began to follow.

A silent scream echoed out of Evelyn as she sunk down to her knees as she realized just who it was - the man that was begin the shed telling her to come back here.

"Finally you came, you stupid girl." The corpse of the man said once his torso was out of the dirt. The corpse seemed to be tired of pulling and just let itself rest there on the floor.

"Lelend?" Evelyn whispered out to see if the werewolf was seeing what she was seeing and hearing.

"Lelend?" The man mocked out in a high pitch girlie voice before snorting. "Bah! Nothing that werewolf can do for you." The corpse turned its missing eyes onto Evelyn, making her sit up a little straighter. "What the hell are you doing in this place girl? Do you want to die?" Its hand shook at it reached for her, grabbing her hand and pulling her closer it. "The nurses and doctors are not what they seem. Beware of them young one or you will end up like me." It hissed, letting go of her wrist and watching at the girl moved away from him. From upstairs a loud thud was heard. The corpse turned its head up towards the ceiling. "They are looking for you - send me back."

"I-I can't." Evelyn mumbled, almost wanting to cry as the corpse looked towards her again.

"Send me back girl! NOW." The corpse roared at her.

Evelyn buried her face into her hands, calming herself and letting the air-y feeling in her stomach go. Peering through her hands, she watched as the corpse crawled back into its unmarked grave and a slight sob escaped her. "Not what they seem?" Evelyn questioned out.

Lelend heard her internal groan and was prepared to question it, but decided against it. The biggest task on their hands now was to sneak back into the basement without being noticed. Right when Evelyn's door was opened, he could hear a high-pitch giggle, followed by a large boom of laughter from the living area. Groaning himself, he held tighter onto her hand. It seemed Evelyn was the only thing keeping him from going absolutely insane. It was hard to be overwhelmed with others happiness, yet be stuck in such a swirl of gloom that no warmth could touch you. It only made you become cold and hard to others. Lelend was afraid that's all he'd ever be. But being with Evelyn on this day, seemed to have saved them both.

Evelyn would have completely wallowed into her own world, and practically sulked. Lelend would do something alike, except seem almost eager to rip everyone's head off. Most people did say to Lelend in high school that he could be a mass murdered one day. His strength was something would would make a killing easier, and kidnapping a victim go smoothly. Because of his intelligent mind, getting a plan together wouldn't be all that hard. But, as one old buddy of his said if you keep staring down people, they are gonna run and you won't catch 'em! You gotta be quiet, prowl in the tall grass so that no one see's you. So then when you strike, you leave 'em dazed.

Lelend never forgot those words.

It was probably the reason that his father hadn't beaten his head in, or chopped his limbs off when he found him towering over his wife. Lelend had been quiet, and careful. Not showing any signs of his abrupt anger that was boiling within him. So he was just tagged with large letters as unstable and thrown into a home. Not a jail.

Sighing deeply, Lelend assaulted himself mentally, cursing and grabbing at his thoughts and memories. He shouldn't be thinking of such things. He had to let everything go; though it was near impossible. At the very least he had to shove each old memory, and thought of himself into the very crevice in his mind. That little tiny crack in his wall of thoughts where none could escape, because it was so tiny. Lock them in a box, throw away the key and let them scramble and attempt at finding a way out. That's all he could do. Soon the couple were at the basement door, and, throwing it open he held tightly onto Evelyn's hand, making sure she held the rail.

The little glint of fear in her eyes, made him believe she was recalling her vicious attack down her. Why hadn't she thought of it before? He thought quietly to himself, but easily shoved away the inquiry with all his might. Seeing the door, exposed and humming in the corner made tugs of excitement ripple throughout his body. Slowly warming him, and awakening his senses. What ever was behind that door was big - huge even - and Evelyn and he would be the one to uncover it. Of course he'd have to give all props to Eve. If it wasn't for her ability he never would have paid attention to the door.

"First I want to see if I can pick the lock, so that the nurses won't know that someone broke in." Lelend said, slowly mapping out what he'd do. Knowing that he had just a tiny bit of experience picking locks, he began to prowl the basement looking for a small sharp object he could jab into the lock. Finding nothing but dust bunnies and bounce dryer sheets, he gave up. . and then looked over at Evelyn. Her wave of curls made him think of a hair clip, or bobby pins. "Evelyn. ." Lelend said slowly, making his way over to her and then running his fingers through her locks.

Examining her head top closely, and finding one refuse bobby pin that possibly got lost in her hair from earlier days. "There. This is the ticket." Lelend said holding it greedily in his paws, and then skittering to the door. Kneeling before it, he cocked his head left and right before shoving the pin into the lock. And guess what happened then? Click was the only sound they all heard. Gasping Lelend left the bobby pin in the lock, and feel back on his butt.

"It's. . Unlocked. Wow. The lock must be old."

Had she just been praised for her curls?
Blinking back her surprise, she realized that she had and that Lelend's voice had taken on a new tone to it. "I like your hair more. Its volume and the way it feels when I run my fingers though it..." Face flushing, Evelyn's eyes stayed locked onto the ground though not for long as Lelend moved them out of their embrace and into something else, his fingers tilting her head back just so that he was forcing her to look at him. Her heart jumped into her throat as he began to speak, for a brief moment in time, Evelyn thought that he was going to kiss her, though a series of words left his mouth that made her heart drop down form her throat, passed her chest and into her stomach. No, there was going to be none of that in this relationship. Evelyn was slighly sick with herself for even thinking that. They would be friends and nothing more. At least they would be if Lelend had any say in the matter. However their relationship status was sealed the moment that he kissed her forehead.

Inside her head she groaned - the sister stamp. Well, there was always Archeron that she could go after if she really needed too. "I already stole your first kiss - getting you into bed is...tenth on my list? Right after I figure out where Lily stashes all the candy she steals of the kitchen. You better watch out when I find that, as a heads up." Clearing her throat, Evelyn let a bubble a laughter slip from her. "Gonna bust that door wide open huh?" She laughed again, moving away from Lelend and towards her door. For a short moment she thought about returning to the werewolf, to make him carry her down the stairs as the warmth of their embrace left her. He would make the best heating blanket.. Evelyn's thoughts trailed off as she opened the door, pausing in the doorway to reach back and take Lelend's hand in hers before saultering down the hall and then the stairs.

A nervous flutter of butterflies filled her stomach as she opened the door to the basement back up. "If something goes back - we high tail it out." Evelyn stated, either to both of them or two herself. The visions of her last attack in the basement rushed past her eyes and she reached for the hand rail with her other hand. Taking the stairs two at a time, the little brunette hit the bottom with a littl 'uff' before fully letting go of Lelend's hand. The door was still the way that she left it and somewhere inside of her, she squirmed, wanting to go back to her room and hide under the blankets, maybe even talk Lelend into playing with her hair until she fell asleep.

Swallowing her fear, Evelyn swept a hand at the door as if to say 'have at it' to the male with her. She had tried several times to use her own strength to get the door open. Though she really didn't have the strength of a werewolf backing her up either. Tucking her hands behind her back, evelyn rolled back onto her heels. There wasn't anything to be scared of - at least not with Lelend with her, he wouldn't let anything get to her or at least he wouldn't let anything kill her while he was around. However, the same thing couldn't be said about her to him. If anything, if she tried to jump in to save him it would end horribly.

Lelend could feel each tear drop sink through the fabric of his tank top. It made his heart wrench inside, and he felt even more drawn to this girl, that clung to him. Wrapping her arms around his waist, then trailing up his back. Touching his chest briefly, before wrapping him into another embrace. It was like Evelyn just couldn't sit still for a minute, and he was thinking that it was simple nerves washing over her. Lelend wouldn't blame her. He was afraid they'd gotten into yet another argument, that just wouldn't end well. That would end in Evelyn not speaking to him again, being alone in this house and bringing herself deliberately away from everyone.

He was the only one she'd want to be beside in this house.

Did that ever make him shine inside. Excitement rose in him, and he wanted to hop around and shout out cries of utter joy. That was what he wanted to hear; that Evelyn would still be here with him, and always wanted to be. That he couldn't get rid of her; because in truth he didn't want to. Smiling widely, he placed his cheek on top of her head, and returned the embrace without another doubt. Wrapping his big arms around her, and forcing the girl closer. "I understand. . everyone has at least an ounce of feeling within, even if they don't show it. I really didn't mean to insult you, or get you upset. . I really didn't." Lelend whispered to her, his smile never leaving his face.

He was smiling to wide that it twitched at the corners, but he just wouldn't stop. Breathing deeply, he smelled all the scents in her hair. Like exotic fruit, and the clear taste of shampoo itself. Her curls almost suffocated him, but after moving his head around a bit, he found a good way to breath but still rest upon the top of her head. He enjoyed her curls a lot. . they were so soft, bouncy and absolutely beautiful. Unlike his own tufts of hair, so course and getting harder with his days of being a transformed wolf, dragged on by. "I adore your curls. I've never seen a girl with short hair like yours, that had such beautiful curls. . They suit you so much, and I just. . Love them." Lelend said very softly, his voice practically husky and drawling as he spoke to her.

When she placed her hands on his chest, he pulled away slightly. Placing his hands on her arms, and looking at her so intensely, he had to stop abruptly out of fear that she'd get uncomfortable in his presence. "Why would I want to get rid of you?" He asked finally, wanting to outwardly explain his feelings on that situation. That since the beginning he never wanted her gone. "I never wanted you gone to begin with. You understand me to the fullest you can, joke around with me. . Best of all, you don't try to get in bed with me. And I appreciate that the most. Because when I came here, that was like my welcoming present. It sucked." Lelend said, chuckling under his breath deeply.

Then he placed a finger under Evelyn's chin again. "You gotta stop looking down Eve. Just look up. . Keep that chin up" Lelend said, tapping it softly before kissing her forehead softly, and then pulling away fully. "How about we go back to that basement, and I'll see if I can get that door open, huh?" He said, with a playful glint in her eyes.