Even sleeping, she's beautiful.

"Maybe we should've offered to say in the room downstairs" azriel said, dragging his luggage inside the bedroom. zayne just shrugged and walked over to the washroom.

"You're going to take a bath now? It's 3 in the morning." az asked, yawning.

"I can't sleep without bathing after the journey" zayne's muffled came from the washroom. Turning the shower on, he let the hot water run over his body, relaxing for a minute. But then his thoughts strayed, and he found himself thinking about helen and that man. What is her relationship with him? He had never seen helen become so ruthless. She slapped that poor girl for no reason at all. But zayne kind of understood why she would do that. Because he was like that too around his father. That man brings out the worst in zayne. It was obvious that helen hated that man to her bones, maybe that's why she did that. So that the man would think she's beyond evil and would stop approaching her. But there was guilt in that man's voice which he never found in his father. Just what did the man do that made helen hate him so much? Zayne remembered the bleak look in her eyes as she came up and opened the locked door, and then went downstairs without sparing them a glance in the least. Then cristina had explained that she and helen would be staying in the room downstairs and they should decide among themselves who is going to stay in the first floor and who's going to stay in the second floor. Zayne immediately said he would be staying in the first floor, since it also has the study room where they'll be working. It took some convincing from him to make rose stay in the third floor but finally she agreed and celeana followed her up. As they are entering the room cristina asked

"There's another bedroom upstairs, why are you all staying in this room."

"I thought there are only three bedrooms?" cass had asked to which she replied flatly

"Helen said there are only 3 master bedrooms, there are 2 rooms downstairs but they are not that big." with that she turned around and went downstairs. Cass just shrugged and said he and sam will stay in the room upstairs.

Finished with his bath zayne walked out of the washroom, az was already sound asleep on the bed. Zayne climbed on to the bed his movements careful as to not wake az. He lay there, his eyes open, his mind still replaying the scene where helen looked up when cristina called out. He didn't know why but in that moment he felt like going up to her and putting his arms around her, and when she walked past him, he barely restrained himself from hugging her and telling her its okay. Dangerous thinking, he thought to himself, since he knew her only for a few days. Unable to sleep he got up and walked outside the room but froze when he saw helen coming up the stairs. But she was taking the other set of stairs that led to the study room, store room and one other room which looked locked. He stared, confused as to why she would go that side when there's no one there. She came to a stop in front of the store room. He stood there staring at her back, as she did nothing but stand in front of the room without moving. After what felt like an eternity she slowly turned around, zayne ducked behind the curtain. When he heard nothing, he poked his head out a little and searched for her and found her on her knees in front of the store room. He blinked, just what is going on with her? What is she doing on the floor? Helen pulled her knees up to her chest, leaning her head on the door, she closed her eyes. Zayne stared and stared until his legs hurt, but helen didn't move an inch. Walking back in to the room, he looked up at the clock.

4:00

Cursing he went out again, crossing the sitting area behind the railing he walked over to store room. Helen didn't move an inch as he knelt beside her and called out softly

"Helen" she didn't even blink. Narrowing his eyes he leaned closer to her and the smell of alcohol hit him a moment later.

"Again?" he said aloud wondering why she was always being a drunkard around him. Cursing her soundly, he scooped her up in his arms. Why drink when she was a lightweight, he thought as he entered the living room. He looked around wondering where the hell is her room when he found a hall on the right side of the living room. He carried her there and found 2 rooms. Now how would he know which room is helen's and which one is cristina's? Shaking his head he opened the first door a little and found shiyu sleeping soundly on the bed. He closed it immediately and went inside the second room. Gently, he placed her on the bed, tucked her under the blanket and turned around. He surveyed the room and it was indeed small compared to their room. A table occupied the right corner of the room, and her suitcase lay open beside the table. Alcohol bottles littered the table. Gods, she drank 3 whole bottles, he thought, a little bewildered. He turned around and looked at her and he couldn't help but get closer to her. Kneeling beside the bed, he stared at her eyes that are half closed and her lips that are slightly open. Even sleeping, she looked beautiful. He reached out and tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear, helen rarely left her hair open, always braiding it or combing it in to a bun. His hand lingered near her ear, unable to help himself he touched hair lightly, he smiled at how soft they were under his hands. Would she let him touch her hair if she was awake? he pondered. She did, that time in her house, she said nothing when he touched her hair in the kitchen. Zayne's phone beeped with a message and he blinked as if he was waking up from a dream, standing up, he wondered if he was going mad. He then walked out of the room hurriedly.