According to the local ice cream shop owner, Roman had acquired a new home. Olivia was missing and he had taken over Godfrey Institutes. This came as a surprise to Selena as she always figured Roman was more no work, all play, but the fact that the people he cared about we're all gone was surely to have changed him. She walked through the town as if it was just a ghost of a memory as the place seemed to have been her home so long ago and yet somehow still felt like yesterday.

She made herself at home at Destiny's place. Destiny had given them a spare key upon their leaving and it came in handy now. Her cousin wasn't home, undoubtedly on her way to attend the gypsy funeral that Peter and Lynda were at. Where she was supposed to be at.

It took Selena hours to muster up the courage to go to Roman's place. She stood across the street, hands in her jean pockets as she observed the modern looking home. It was very different than his old house and she wondered if he had done that on purpose. Seeking out things that wouldn't remind him of what he had lost. She found she couldn't summon up enough courage to actually walk up to his door, and instead made her way back to Destiny's.

There she laid for hours wondering what she should do. She wanted to see him. Hell, she needed to see him. She had left Peter and Lynda for this. She managed to dig her way into Destiny's liquor cabinet where she drowned her sorrows for a while.

"What the fuck am I supposed to do," she muttered to herself as she chugged down some vodka. So she decided she would do what all teenagers do when they feel confused and heartbroken. She would go out and party.

Roman's hunger was beginning to turn insatiable. The leeches he was paying a man for weren't enough and he felt sickened by it. He didn't exactly understand what he was, all he knew was that his mother had made him this way. She had passed on some gene and he couldn't figure out how she herself had dealt with the need for blood. He briefly regretted killing her because she obviously had experience with how to handle these situations.

Roman stared at the now empty bag with disdain. He was still hungry and these leeches weren't the best way to quench his hunger.

"Fuck it," he said as he decided what he was about to do. He needed blood. Fresh blood.

Roman made his way into Hemlock Grove's underground club scene. It was a place where the usually boring townspeople went when they needed to liven the fuck up after being bored of their routine day jobs. It was where they would drink and do drugs and go home with strangers. It was in all honesty, a perfect hunting ground.

Roman scanned the club quickly, his eyes landing on a girl seated and looking bored. He made his way over and asked her to dance.

"She's with someone," the man who sat a few feet away from her said with a snarl. Roman rolled his eyes at the voice and turned to look at him. His gaze was quickly stolen as he noticed a brunette on the dance floor. She was dancing wildly and the men around her gravitated towards her body.

Roman's heart stopped as she turned her head towards him, her eyes closed as she swayed to the music. It was a face he hadn't seen in months, only in his dreams. It was the face he had fallen in love with. He left the couple hanging as he immediately stalked towards the dance floor, pushing away the men who tried to lay their hands upon her waist.

"Hey! What the hell!" One cried out as he stumbled backwards. Selena's eyes shot open at the sudden commotion and her breathing hitched as she realized who now stood in front of her.

"Fuck off," Roman snarled at them menacingly. The men scoffed but left looking for some other girl to grind on. Roman shifted his gaze down to the girl who stood in front of him now still as a statue.

She looked like the Selena he remembered. Her hair was slightly longer and she had cut her bangs but her eyes were still like a forest he could get lost in. He hesitantly reached out to place a hand on her cheek.

"Are you real?" He found himself asking her. He had hallucinated her plenty of times, his mind playing tricks in order to give him his deepest desire. She nodded against his touch. Her eyes were wide in surprise at seeing him here.

"Roma-" He interrupted her as he hungrily placed his lips against hers, reveling in the taste of her mouth. He had wanted this for so long and now he had her here in front of him. Selena wrapped her arms around his neck as she presses her body flush against his, her own lips kissing back with a level of aggression that stirred Roman's need to have her. He pulled away as he momentarily forgot his sole purpose for being at the club in the first place and pulled her out of the crowded room. She followed him into his car and waited for him to say something.

"When did you get back?" He asked as he kept his eyes on the road. He was driving above the speed limit and Selena couldn't help but hold on to her seat-belt a little tighter.

"Last night."

"Peter?"

"It's just me."

Roman looked at her briefly before returning his gaze to the road. She had come back on her own and that was enough to make him smile. Selena sighed in relief at his apparent happiness because she wasn't sure if she had made her way back only to be faced with rejection.

They reached his new home and Roman excitedly threw her over his shoulder and ran up the stairs to his bedroom. He threw her down on his bed, her body immediately sinking into the plush mattress. His expensive taste was something that didn't change, she noted. He grinned devilishly at her as he undid her jeans and yanked them off in one swift motion. He leaned down, spreading her legs apart as he began to place kisses along her thighs. She squirmed underneath his touch as he gently kissed against the rising heat between her thighs. She sighed deeply as he removed the thin layer of fabric separating her from him, eating her up hungrily. Her back arched in pleasure as she raked a hand through his hair, successfully ruffling it up to get rid of the slicked look.

Roman wasted no time as he quickly rid himself of his own jeans, roughly pushing himself into her without hesitation.

"You're mine," he growled into her ear as he slammed against her. She moaned and nodded at his statement. "You can't leave. I'm ordering that. You're not allowed to ever leave again." He kissed her roughly and Selena was sure her lips would be bruised in the morning. She moaned as his lips traced kisses down her neck. She wasn't sure if she had been expecting such a passionate homecoming but she gladly accepted it. It was better than having him be mad at her for leaving in the first place.

Only did the sharp feel of teeth breaking skin wake her from her bliss. Her eyes widened as she felt him sucking on her, fully experiencing the nekojin taste for the first time. Panic overcame her as she realized he was draining her blood hungrily with no control.

"Roman," she called out as she pushed him slightly in an attempt to get him to snap out of the blood induced trance. He growled and pinned her down, refusing to remove his mouth from her neck. She could feel herself slipping as he continued to drink her blood. She summoned all the force she could and roughly pushed him away, this time successfully getting him off of her body. She sprinted towards the bathroom and hurriedly locked herself in.

"Selena!" Roman called as he banged on the door after a moment. He looked at his hands, confused as to why there was blood on them. He looked in the mirror and felt his stomach drop as he saw his mouth covered in blood, a clear indicator that he had decided to make the girl his meal. He strode toward the door before thinking twice about it, and making his way to the downstairs bathroom instead.

Selena took a step back and caught sight of herself in the mirror. There was blood seeping from her neck where he had punctured into her vein. She quickly grabbed a towel and pressed it against her neck in an effort to stop the flow. She sighed as she used her other hand to support herself against the bathroom sink, her vision beginning to blur. She sank to the floor, her breathing labored before she blacked out.

"You could just ask Roman," Destiny suggested as they drove back to Hemlock Grove. The gypsy gathering had been raided by police officers and Lynda had landed in jail for various counts of fraud among other things. The two cousins frowned, they were honestly screwed because they had no money.

"Fuck no," Peter growled in response. Roman already everything he wanted and he would be damned if he had to beg a favor from him. The upir would probably enjoy seeing him crawl back to his feet, only this time Roman would be the one to have Selena beside him. Destiny sighed at his stubbornness.

"Well, we could ask Selena if she would-"

"What? If she would ask her prick of a boyfriend to lend us some money? She wasn't even there when Lynda was taken," Peter replied bitterly. He was mad that she had left without a goodbye although he knew that he wouldn't have allowed her to go if she had. He had woken up to find her gone and her things missing. The day only seemed to get worse as his mother was arrested and he was left alone with only his cousin for comfort. All he could picture was Selena and Roman rolling around in bed, and the mere thought was enough to anger him. Selena belonged with him. She had stayed with Peter these past months. Did that really mean nothing to her?

"She cares. Don't forget that she loves Lynda just as much as you do," Destiny scolded with a frown. She had seen Selena's departure coming but had thought it best to keep her mouth shut. Selena was old enough to know what she was doing, and if running into the arms of an upir was what she wanted then she shouldn't stand in the way. She worried though. The change in Roman was obvious to everyone.

Selena awoke on the hard tile floor of Roman's bathroom. She was slightly surprised that Roman hadn't knocked the door down because it was obvious he had the strength to do so. Her head felt cloudy as she ran a shower and quickly rid her skin of the blood that had tainted it. She used his body washes and sighed contentedly at the familiar musky smell. It still brought her comfort and it was a smell she had missed. She realzied she had no clothes so she opted to wrap a towel around her frame before hesitantly opening the door.

Roman looked up when he heard the door open. It had been hours since she had locked herself in and he had begun to get worried. The only reassurance he had was the fact that he could hear her steady heartbeat through the door. Selena glanced at him, noting his tired expression and the fact he had cleaned himself up. He now wore causal clothing, the kind she was used to seeing him in.

"You've changed," she stated as she stood at the open door. She cocked her head as she examined him more thoroughly. For someone so strong, he was weak. She could see his body slowly deteriorating, although it was only her keen senses that allowed her to detect the change. The bags under his eyes had become more prominent as if he hadn't slept in weeks.

"You guys left, I took over the family business. Things obviously changed," he replied with a shrug.

"You know that's not what I mean." Selena sat next to him and gently placed a hand on his shoulder. She pondered over what to ask. She had heard of the ways a person reaches full upirism. "What did she do? To make you kill yourself?" she asked softly. Roman gave a sharp sigh at her question, not surprised that she knew what he had done. Selena always seemed to know more.

"Letha's baby. It was mine." Selena's eyebrows furrowed in confusion at his statement. It couldn't be true. There would only be one way for that to happen and the mere thought was sickening.

"She compelled me to rape her. I didn't know. Letha didn't know. The entire time she said it was an angel," he said with a bitter laugh. Selena frowned at the thought of something so horrid. How Olivia could live with herself was beyond her.

"But the baby died with Letha."

"Except she didn't. My mom had her the entire fucking time," Roman replied with disdain. "She told me to kill her."

"Roman."

"And I did. Right after I killed myself and turned into this." He shook his head, disgusted with himself. "I couldn't let her live. To grow up and find out those things. It wasn't right." He exhaled as he turned to look at her. His eyes glossed over as he looked at the state she was in. "I'm a monster, kitty cat. Just look at what I did to you." The sadness in his eyes made her heart ache as she reached out to place a hand on his cheek.

"You are not a monster. You're an upir. And well, eating, it's in your nature," she told him. "You need blood to survive, Roman. And you just happen to be in love with a Nekojin, one of the tastiest treats an upir can find." She chuckled at the incredulous look he gave her. "Oh, come on. Your mother wanted to eat me the moment I walked through your door. Or at least she did until she found out I meant something to you."

"I guess that's the one good thing she did for me then," Roman smiled. He gently placed a hand on her neck and traced the marks he had left. "How do I control it?" He was desperate at this point. He felt himself going crazy with the need to eat but he battled internally with himself. He didn't want to be a killer. Killing the baby was enough to haunt him for the rest of his life.

"There's a drug we gypsies make. We've been selling it to your kind for centuries. It helps," she replied. "Lynda knows how to make it. She sold it to your mom for a hefty price."

"Guess we'll have to find her." Now Roman understood why his mother hadn't been so opposed to his gypsy friends. They were convenient for her.

"How have you been managing so far?" Selena asked out of curiosity as she sat cross-legged on his beg. Her wet hair trickled down her back and she looked around for her clothing which were nowhere to be found.

"Leeches."

"Gross." Selena made a face at the image of Roman eating those ugly creatures. It wasn't a pretty thought at all.

"Tell me about it," he said with a laugh. He noticed her distractedness as she glanced arounf. "I'm washing your clothes. You can just wear mine for now."

"I'm always wearing your clothes," she grumbled as she stood and dug through his drawers. Roman smirked at the sight. It was good to have her back. And this time he wouldn't let anything take her away from him.

A/N: I apologize for the late update! Here I am at nearly 4 am updating this for you. I finally got around to making a cover for the story although it is a bit rough. I just want to thank you for all of your support and assure you that I still have some things planned for this story that I'm kind of excited about!

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