She nodded, "I like the looks of this room if your fine with that." she said pointing to a white door with a silver frame and roots holding it on one side.

Jax walked out of the room relocked it again and then went up a spiral staircase and entered a different room. It was a black door with a white skull on it. This time he didn't come back out.

"Ya go ahead I will take the one next to your's" I responded still looking to wear Jax disappeared, I walked up to my door everything was purple the carpet the bed sheets. "Nice" I whispered under my breath I set my bag down and layed on the bed closing my eyes.

BTW I wanted to add this:

This is her treehouse:

And this is the room the boy'll wake up in ( Guest Bedroom ):

His right arm had teeth marks. Blood was gushing out through several long gashes probably from Veangences claws and the arm was so torn up that bits of flesh were hanging loosely off the arm. He also had a long gash on the left side of his forehead traveling to the back of his head which was also gushing out blood. Some trickled from his mouth but that was from the impact of him hitting the floor not an injury.

The moment you closed your eyes you drifted off to sleep. You woke up the next morning to the sound of someone rummaging around outside the rooms.

I got out of bed and in 2 strides made it to the door, I opened it a little bit and looked out.

Vengeance padded up to her with the critical condition med kit, and she opened it. She started with the worst of the wounds, the gash from forehead to neck. She expertly disinfected it and put cloth to stop the bleeding while she prepared the stitches. When she was ready, she took to needle and stitched the skin from his forehead to the back of his neck. Her hands worked fast, but she made sure to do it correctly. " It'll scar, but it won't kill him..." she murmured. She then checked the cuts, disinfecting them and checking the pattern. " These are hyena claws, but they're not Vengeance's." She put bandages on the slashes, and then the teeth marks, which had bled a bit. She then sat very quietly next to his bed, waiting for him to wake.

You step out to see a boy on black sports shirts with stripes on the sides and a black tank top on. He is hunched down lacing up his shoe. Then you realize it's Jax just as he puts earbuds in and blasts his music. He jogs over to the door and is about to leave.

I laugh to myself and close the door going back towards the bed I grab my phone and notice what time it is "is he crazy it's freakin 6 in the freakin morning" I went back to bed ignoring anything that would bug me for no reason.

About an hour later his eyes flutter open and he stares up at the roof with a dazed distant look on his face, "Where..." he starts to sit up but can't seem to so he flops back down and uses the wall to push himself up and look around. He still hasn't noticed you.