Ravenclaw Tavern

Mark

I study Selena in her injured state before taking her from Jonah and shaking my head.

"Take care of the kid," I order, "Her brother."

I lay her on the couch and head into the bathroom for supplies.

Selena

Someone takes me from Jonah and sets me down somehwhere. Crying, I wrap my arms around my torso and bury my face in my shirt, everything slowly fading out.

Mark

I come back and treat her wound, wrapping it up once I'm done. After washing my hands, I move her to the bed and cover her with the blanket. I sit on the couch afterwards, taking my beer again and sighing.

Selena

Had fallen asleep, I wake an hour later and swallow, bringing a hand to my forehead and sitting up. My wound somehow bandaged, I glance around my surroundings, "M-Mark?" I call, sighing.

Mark

I glance back at the sound of Selena's voice and stand, sipping on my fourth beer, "How are you feeling?"

Selena

I shrug, "I-I don't know. Sore," I reply, yawning.

Mark

I hesitate before setting my beer down and going to sit on the edge of the bed to overlook her wound again.

Selena

He overlooks my wound again and I watch him, loving how carefull he is with me and no one else.

"I-I really do like you," I clarify, "I just don't know...How I'm suppost to stay comitted to something between us," I whisper, "You know?"

Mark

The same way you stay committed to drinking... It's not that complicated.

I nod and take a deep breath, looking down, "It's just... I don't know. Whatever. Just forget it."

Selena

I study him and swallow before looking down as well, "I know you're probrably pissed off at me," I sigh, "It's just hard for me right now. I know when you have you're breaks, I have to work. And when I have my breaks, you have to work. I just don't really think there's any time. That's another reason. We barely see eachother."

Mark

I stand and slip my jacket on again, heading out the door, "I don't need another explanation, Selena. I'm not stupid."

Selena

I'm THIS close to punching his face off. He wont even listen to me. God, Maybe I was right to break up with him...

Looking away, I lay back down and put a hand to my forehead, taking a deep breath.

Mark

I hesitate at the door, looking down, "You just...don't have to tell me twice, Sel. I get it. You're saying something that you've already explained. I don't want to talk about it anymore."

Selena

Still mad, I open my eyes and stand, grabbing my jacket as I brush by him, "Don't call me Sel."

Mark

I bite my tongue and slam the door after she leaves, plopping down and taking my head in my hands.