Nephilim and the Nun

Rhea:

The next morning, I woke up feeling different and weird. My eyes glanced around the room and landed on the bed. That was when I remembered I wasn't in the cabin anymore.

I was now in a different home, away from Quinn.

Knowing that I wasn't going to be seeing Quinn as often as I wanted and being in a house with a total stranger made tension seize me.

Although Quinn had assured me he was harmless, I still didn't trust the man completely.

Rising to a sitting position, I rested my back on the headboard and drew my knees to my chest, wrapping my arms around them.

It was day time and the sun was up already. Though the windows were closed with curtains covering them, I could still see them from how the room was dimly lit by the sunlight outside.

Deciding I wasn't going to get outside the room, I stayed in bed, my thoughts wandering to mom and Quinn. Most especially, Quinn. I wondered if he was safe and what he was up to. As for mom, I knew she was safe.

At least, for the meantime.  My subconscious reminded me and I sighed sadly.

My thoughts were disrupted by the rumbling of my empty stomach, followed by a slight ache. It was then I realized the last time I had eaten was at noon, the previous day.

Quinn had been too busy looking for a safe place for me to stay and I'd been too worried about him leaving me that I'd forgone food by ignoring the hunger. And after he'd dropped me at my new home, I'd gone to bed immediately, rilling from the stress.

My stomach rumbled again and I clutched it, wrapping my arms around my mid-region. When it happened the third time, I could no longer stand the slight pain that came with the rumbling.

I needed food and fast too.

Quickly, I jumped out of bed and ran into the adjoined bathroom to wash up. Thankfully there was a new toothbrush there. I cleaned my teeth and washed my face. I tried arranging my messy hair but it was to no avail.

When my stomach rumbled then for the fourth time, I had no choice but to leave my hair and seek food.

Opening the room door, I stepped into the hallway and descended the flight of stairs that led to living room.

my nostrils, increasing my hunger ten folds as I

to a white door beside the staircase. The door was ajar. Peeping through it, I saw a woman in an

Taking in a deep breath, I made to open the door but instead, all I did was to

did you start knocking on the kitchen

I was

in timidly. "It's not Damon" I muttered in a small

I expected her to look shocked or surprised at seeing a stranger and demand how I got in but that wasn't

lit up with

must be Rhea," she

furrowed in confusion at how she knew my

me you were his guest. Welcome

She looked to be in her sixties which was way older than Damon who looked to

looking at her, I couldn't discern if she was his mom. They looked completely different. While Damon

chuckled, presenting me with a perfect set of white teeth. "I'm his

facial

was young and when he decided to get his own home, he took me along. He's more like the son I never had". Her smile broadened and from that,

meet you Stella"

cut that attitude" she waved a hand at me, rolling her eyes

into a grin. Just then, my stomach rumbled loud enough for both of

muttered, wrapping an arm

she pointed to the stool close to the kitchen island which was opposite her. Strolling towards it, I took my seat. As soon as

chuckled, making my cheeks

you" I muttered, peeking a glance at her from under my

common dear, dig in" she waved a hand at the food,

first bite. A variety of flavors exploded

heart," I said to Stella with a

be happy to