Who: Leah Clearwater Where: Night Howlers When: Evening Why: To clean, cry, and cope. Open: Sure! Rating: TBA
Leah walked down the street still musing from the day she had spend with Sebastian, but there was something she needed to do and since she was well enough to do it, she wanted to get it out of out the way.
She wasn’t sure where Jake was and knew she needed to look for him, she would after she did this. She had just left her apartment after a nice hot shower, washed away any evidence the past few days had happened. As she neared Night Howlers, she fished her keys out of the pocket for the door and inhaled sharply as she stopped at the door.
She was torn, not sure, if she wanted to do this, but Leah was convinced she wouldn’t be a victim. She pushed the door open and flipped on the lights to see the mass destruction as she shut the door behind her. She wasn’t even sure what to think when she saw her own blood dried on the floor and as her eyes trailed the streak of it, she noticed clothes were ripped to shreds. “Seth” she muttered to herself as she shook her head for she could tell by the color of the shirt.
With a sigh, Leah walked around the mess to the back to get a broom, dustpan and garbage bin for this mess needed to be cleaned. They were losing business with the shop in this type of shape.
As she came back into the main shop, she started to sweep up the torn shred of clothes, which didn’t take long and dump them in the bin. Then she stared at the dried blood as she debated what to do. It needed to be clean and it was her blood, she should do it. Leah walked to the back, but then she came back with bucket of super hot water, bleach, paper towels, and a scrub brush. She pulled the garbage bin over toward the mess and then bent down.
Leah wasn’t a very emotional person, but she had been through such a traumatic incident and as soon as she dump some water, mix with bleach, and started to scrub away tears started to flow down her cheeks.
She knew if it wasn’t for the fact she was a werewolf, she would have died. There is no way someone could go through all of that and survive with having some sort of power. “Never again” she whispered to herself as she scrubbed harder and her tears turned into sobs.